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 — Francesco Petrarca, Canzoniere: Selected Poems
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 — Francesco Petrarca, Canzoniere: Selected Poems
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 — Francesco Petrarca, Canzoniere: Selected Poems
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 — Francesco Petrarca, Canzoniere: Selected Poems
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 — Francesco Petrarca, Canzoniere: Selected Poems
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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.

— Francesco Petrarca, Canzoniere: Selected Poems
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