Dans l'ombre de mon cœur, mes plus fraîches amours, Mes amours de quinze ans refleuriront toujours !
[…] Je sais de quelles petitesses meurent les plus grandes amours.
Et je me ressouviens de mes jeunes amours.
Il n'y a point de laides amours, ni de belles prisons.
Mais le vert paradis des amours enfantines […].
Alors, ô ma beauté ! dites à la vermine Qui vous mangera de baisers, Que j'ai gardé la forme et l'essence divine De mes amours décomposés !
Une femme se réclame d'autant de pays natals qu'elle a eu d'amours heureux.
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