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Petrarch

When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
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Animal Cat Death Poet
How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
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Bark Difficult Ignorance Save
I rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct.
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Human Mourn Progress Weakness
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
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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Bitter Burn Freeze Memories Myself Sweet
While life is in your body, you have the rein of all thoughts in your hands.
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Body Hands Life Thinking
Sameness is the mother of disgust, variety the cure.
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Cure Disgust Mom
The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
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Effort Greatness Myself
Where are the numerous constructions erected by Agrippa, of which only the Pantheon remains? Where are the splendorous palaces of the emperors?
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Construction Emperor Palace
Continued work and application form my soul’s nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.
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Application Live Myself Nourishment Soul Work
The aged love what is practical while impetuous youth longs only for what is dazzling.
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Age Difference Love Practice Relationship
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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Age Chill Draw Feeling Flower Green Myself
For virtue only finds eternal Fame.
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Fame Finding Forever Virtue
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
And tears are heard within the harp I touch.
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Music Myself Tears Touch
Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief
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Argument Grief Refine

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