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Perhaps if only once you did enjoy The thousandth part of all the happiness A heart beloved enjoys, returning love, Repentant, you would surely sighing say, “All time is truly lost and gone Which is not spent in serving love.”
Torquato Tasso
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Torquato Tasso
Age: 51 †
Born: 1544
Born: March 11
Died: 1595
Died: May 25
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