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I attempt from love's sickness to fly
English source:
John Dryden
I attempt from love’s sickness to fly in vain,
Since I am myself my own fever and pain.
No more now, fond heart, with pride no more swell,
Thou can’st not raise forces enough to rebel.
For love has more pow’r, and less mercy than fate,
To make us seek ruin, and love those that hate.
_John Dryden (1631-1700) / Sir Robert Howard (1626-1698)_
Since I am myself my own fever and pain.
No more now, fond heart, with pride no more swell,
Thou can’st not raise forces enough to rebel.
For love has more pow’r, and less mercy than fate,
To make us seek ruin, and love those that hate.
_John Dryden (1631-1700) / Sir Robert Howard (1626-1698)_
