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My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.

Petrarch

I know and love the good, yet, ah! the worst pursue.
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Goodness Known Love Pursue Worst
Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.
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Bitterness Endurance Mortal Present
Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
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Death Grudge Hands Himself
Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
PETRARCH

Death Dreams End Sleep Wake Up
Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?
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Blessing Dangerous Health Live Man Reason Yourself
I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears.
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Death Desire Finding Myself Ready
It is better to will the good than to know the truth.
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Better Goodness Known Willing
Five enemies of peace inhabit with us – avarice, ambition, envy, anger, and pride; if these were to be banished, we should infallibly enjoy perpetual peace.
PETRARCH

Ambition Enemy Enjoyment Jealous Peace
Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
PETRARCH

Book Leadership Learning Madness
Ruthless striving, overcomes everything.
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Endurance Perseverance Strive
You keep to your own ways and leave mine to me.
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Leaving Myself Way Yourself
Go, grieving rimes of mine, to that hard stone Whereunder lies my darling, lies my dear, And cry to her to speak from heaven’s sphere.
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Cry Grief Heaven Lying
Reality is always the foe of famous names.
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Enemy Famous Name One Liner Reality
What name to call thee by, O virgin fair, I know not, for thy looks are not of earth And more than mortal seems thy countenances.
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Earth Known Moral Myself Name
I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.
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Love Memories Sweet
From thought to thought, from mountain peak to mountain. Love leads me on; for I can never still My trouble on the world’s well beaten ways.
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Leadership Love Mountain Myself Thinking Well World

My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.

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