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Life in itself is short enough, but the physicians with their art, know to their amusement, how to make it still shorter.

Petrarch

Continued work and application form my soul’s nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.
PETRARCH

Application Live Myself Nourishment Soul Work
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.
PETRARCH

Bitter Burn Freeze Memories Myself Sweet
Who naught suspects is easily deceived.
PETRARCH

Easy One Liner Suspect
I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
PETRARCH

Born Ourselves Preference Time
It is more honorable to be raised to a throne than to be born to one. Fortune bestows the one, merit obtains the other.
PETRARCH

Born Merit Throne
How quick the old woe follows a little bliss!
PETRARCH

Bliss Follow Old Quick
Where you are is of no moment, but only what you are doing there. It is not the place that ennobles you, but you the place, and this only by doing that which is great and noble.
PETRARCH

Greatness Moments Noble Place Yourself
I rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.
PETRARCH

Human Mourn Progress Weakness
Death had his grudge against me, and he got up in the way, like an armed robber, with a pike in his hand.
PETRARCH

Death Grudge Hands Himself
The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
PETRARCH

Effort Greatness Myself
The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
PETRARCH

Beginning Doubt End One Liner
There is no lighter burden, nor more agreeable, than a pen.
PETRARCH

Agreement Burden Light Pen Poet
The time will come when every change shall cease, This quick revolving wheel shall rest in peace: No summer then shall glow, not winter freeze; Nothing shall be to come, and nothing past, But an eternal now shall ever last.
PETRARCH

Change Forever Glow Last Quick Time
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
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.
PETRARCH

Earth Known Moral Myself Name
Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
PETRARCH

Cure Disgust Mom

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