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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
There is nothing more silly than a silly laugh.
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Laughter One Liner Silly
I hate and love. And why, perhaps you’ll ask. I don’t know: but I feel, and I’m tormented.
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Feeling Hate Known Love Myself Torment
There is nothing more foolish than a foolish laugh.
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Foolish Laugh One Liner
My lady’s sparrow is dead, the sparrow which was my lady’s delight
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Animal Bird Death Delight Myself Women
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
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
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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Kiss Myself Relationship Romance
I can imagine no greater misfortune for a cultured people than to see in the hands of the rulers not only the civil, but also the religious power.
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Civil Culture Greatness Imagination Misfortune People Power Religious Ruler
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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Age Birth Birthday Cake Surprise Taste
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
We see not our own backs.
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Back Mistake One Liner Ourselves
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
It is difficult to suddenly give up a long love. Difficile est longum subito deponere amorem
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Desire Difficult Hard Time Love Relationship
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

But you shall not escape my iambics.

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