This was a brilliant move. By forbidding sensual paradise on Earth, the Church made it more alluring. The medieval imagination ran wild with forbidden gardens: the Locus Amoenus of courtly love poetry, the sensual delights of the Romance of the Rose , the alchemical quest for the Philosopher’s Stone (which promised not gold, but eternal youth and pleasure). Hedonia became the secret heart of heresy. Every witch’s sabbat, every alchemist’s laboratory, every libertine poet’s verses were attempts to reopen the gates of that forbidden garden.
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