She closed her eyes; and in the sweet slumber lying
her spirit tiptoed from its lodging place.
It's folly to shrink in fear, if this is dying;
for death looked lovely in her face.
Mots clés laura-de-sade petrarch plague
So süß klingt allen Menschen das Wort Freiheit, dass selbst Keckheit und Frechheit überall Anklang finden, weil sie mit der Freiheit einige Ähnlichkeiten haben.
Francesco PetrarcaNeither exhortations to virtue nor the argument of approaching death should divert us from literature; for in a good mind it excites the love of virtue, and dissipates, or at least diminishes, the fear of death.
Francesco PetrarcaHow do you know, poor fool? Perhaps out there, somewhere, someone is sighing for your absence'; and with this thought, my soul begins to breathe.
Francesco PetrarcaLibri quosdam ad scientiam, quosdam ad insaniam deduxere. (Books have led some to knowledge and some to madness.)
Francesco PetrarcaA short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
Francesco PetrarcaDeath is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
Francesco Petrarca„Жестоко е сред бурени да бъдеш цвете!
Francesco PetrarcaI 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.
Francesco PetrarcaMots clés love passion fire ice
I have friends whose society is delightful to me; they are persons of all countries and of all ages; distinguished in war, in council, and in letters; easy to live with, always at my command.
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