phatman Posted March 5 Report Share Posted March 5 I find no peace, and have no arms for war,and fear and hope, and burn and yet I freeze,and fly to heaven, lying on earth’s floor,and nothing hold, and all the world I seize.My jailor opens not, nor locks the door,nor binds me to her, nor will loose my ties;Love kills me not, nor breaks the chains I wear,nor wants me living, nor will grant me ease.I have no tongue, and shout; eyeless, I see;I long to perish, and I beg for aid;I love another, and myself I hate.Weeping I laugh, I feed on misery,by death and life so equally dismayed:for you, my lady, am I in this state. -Petrarch Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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