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Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!
Petrarch
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Petrarch
Age: 69 †
Born: 1304
Born: July 20
Died: 1374
Died: July 19
Autobiographer
Lyricist
Mountaineer
Philologist
Philosopher
Poet
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Francesco Petrarca
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Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
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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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He loves but lightly who his love can tell.
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I desire that death find me ready and writing, or if it please Christ, praying and intears.
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