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Lord, what am I, that, with unceasing care,
Thou didst seek after me, — that Thou didst wait,
Wet with unhealthy dews, before my gate,
And pass the gloomy nights of winter there?

— Lope de Vega

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But life is short: while one lives, everything is lacking; when one is dead, everything is superfluous.

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Harmony is pure love, for love is complete agreement.

Fuenteovejuna (1613)

But being women, it is understood
That be they fair or dark, they all are good.

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Since after all, it is the crowd who pays,
Why not content them when you write your plays?

Lone I muse but feel not lonely,
Covert solitude’s my lore;
For my company I only
Want my thoughts and nothing more.

La Dorotea (1632)

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