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I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.

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Give up wanting to deserve any thanks from anyone, or thinking anybody can be grateful.
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Deserve Give Up Gratitude Thankful Thinking
Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]
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Darkness Path Return Travel
Now Spring restores the balmy heat, now Zephyr’s sweet breezes calm the rage of the equinoctial sky.
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Calm Heat Rage Restore Sky Spring
For the godly poet must be chaste himself, but there is no need for his verses to be so.
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Chaste God Himself Poem Poet
I hate and I love, and who can tell me why?
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Hate Love Myself
It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
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Confirm Difficult One Liner Passion
What woman says to fond lover should be written on air or the swift water. [Lat., Mulier cupido quod dicit amanti, In vento et rapida scribere oportet aqua.]
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Fond Lover Swift Water Women Writing
The vows that woman makes to her fond lover are only fit to be written on air or on the swiftly passing stream.
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Fond Promise Stream Vow Woman
What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.
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Lover Relationship Water Woman Writing
So a maiden, whilst she remains untouched, so long is she dear to her own; when she has lost her chaste flower with sullied body, she remains neither lovely to boys nor dear to girls.
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Chaste Herself Lost Maid Sex Women
But you shall not escape my iambics.
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Escape Yourself
What women say to lovers, you’ll agree, One writes on running water or on air.
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Lover Myself Running Water Women Writing
I hate and love. You ask, perhaps, how can that be? I know not, but I feel the agony.
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Agony Feeling Hate Love Myself
I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
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Access Clean Love Myself Sing Writing Youth
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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Age Birth Birthday Cake Surprise Taste
There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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Foolish Laugh One Liner

I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.

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I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.

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