A Poetical Why

A thousand different thoughts debated in your head a hundred different arguments.

Personification bares out these thoughts as follows. Luxurius beats his fist upon a council table. His desires ran deep for perfect flesh. Ira flies into a fit of rage at your sister’s willful demands and calls for bloody retribution. She would not be defied. Dolor wept anew at your dead father and now also for your discovered paternal sins, your father was twice fallen in her eyes. Superbia claims for you this title of a man greater than men. Sidus, quiets them all, and tells them us greater then man’s laws. Oboediens stands to speak, but before he can Sidus drags up Logicus, who admits that there was no way for you to have the knowledge you did unless somehow it was true. Sidus took command once more. ‘She was destined for you,’ he claimed. ‘You were literally made for each other.’

I am not sure, but I think Sophius was stuck in the restroom.