Oh, Lorenzo, a name that sings. He is handsome, smart, gentle, and kind. He is the man over the men I have ever met. He is an angel fallen from Heaven. His love posses thy body with joy and youth. I was born to be with him, and my life has no meaning if he is not there. But I am a Jew and he is not. I won’t ever be with him as I am right now. But How can I leave my poor father behind, who lives by the hate to the kinds like my love. Where to doth my loyalty lie. Hither, with my faith and father, or Lorenzo and his love. Even though I can never repay the love that he, my dear father, has given to me, I leave him behind to seek my love. I leave behind the life that I once lived, and become a christian that my love is. For I will never be with him as I am, I have no choice but to leave my life and my one and only father behind.