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Lope de Vega

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.

Lope de Vega

genius lope de vega

In ancient days they said truth had fled to heaven: attacked on every side, it's not been heard of since. We live in different ages, non-Spaniards and ourselves: they in the age of silver, we in the age of brass.

Lope de Vega

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

Lope de Vega

genius lope de vega

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

Lope de Vega

genius lope de vega

And what shall I say of the poets? Oh, this poor century of ours! In the coming year many of them will make their start, but not one of them is as bad as Cervantes, or idiotic enough to praise Don Quixote.

Lope de Vega