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(to a man who loves her while she loves another, with equally
little reward) Perhaps Love even laughs at these shared tears and, to make the world weep even more, divides and sunders yet another's desire; and, while he makes merry over this, the wide sea of all our tears darkens and deepens further still: for if man could love to his heart's content, without confronting contrary desires, the pleasure of love would have no equal. And if destiny had laid down the law that in supreme delight, earthly good may not attain the bliss of heaven, my woe is all the greater as my habit is to fall in love, and to feel, through loving, this beloved mismatch in love. However much I reflect on myself, I see that fortune leads me wherever life follows an always troubled path;....... [ll. 76-93; pp. 103] |
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