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The Art of Poetry

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O you who, burning with a perilous ardor,
Run from the thorny career of fine wit
Do not go down fruitless paths that will consume you,
Nor take a fondness for rhyming for genius.

The Art of Poetry, 1674, Nicolas Boileau

Marylena

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Love begins with love; and one cannot pass from the strongest friendship to anything but a weak love.

              Jean de La Bruyère 

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