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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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To be able to say how much love, is love but little.
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Calculation Love
An equal doom clipp’d Time’s blest wings of peace.
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Equality Peace Time Wings
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
Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.
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Greatness Togetherness
A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
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Desire Ourselves Rich
For though I am a body of this earth, my firm desire is born from the stars.
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Body Desire Earth Myself Stars
I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
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Myself Pride
Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!
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Beautiful Life Pain
A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
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Cutting Desire Inspirational
The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts.
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Effort Greatness Myself
Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
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Death Dreams End Sleep Wake Up
Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.
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Argument Grief Himself
The end of doubt is the beginning of repose.
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Beginning Doubt End One Liner
Reality is always the foe of famous names.
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Foe Names Reality
Man has no greater enemy than himself. I have acted contrary to my sentiments and inclination; throughout our whole lives we do what we never intended, and what we proposed to do, we leave undone.
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Enemy Greatness Man Propose
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

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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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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