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Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her.

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Every one has his faults: but we do not see the wallet on our own backs.
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Back Condition Constant Faults Help Hope Motivational One Liner Time Wallet
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
Oh, this age! How tasteless and ill bred it is!
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Age Birth Birthday Cake Surprise Taste
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 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
But you shall not escape my iambics.
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Escape Yourself
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more.
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Kiss Myself Relationship Romance
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
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
It is difficult to lay aside a confirmed passion.
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Confirm Difficult One Liner Passion
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
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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Agony Emotion Feeling Hate Known Love Myself Tear
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
Better a sparrow, living or dead, than no birdsong at all.
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Better Death Gratitude Live Worth
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
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

Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her.

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Godlike the man who sits at her side, who watches and catches that laughter which (softly) tears me to tatters: nothing is left of me, each time I see her.

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