The less I see her, the more I hate her:
The more I hate her, the less anger I feel.
The more I adore her, the less it means:
The more I flee her, the more I want her near.
Love with hate, & pleasure with pain,
The two arrows fall on me in a single rain.
(Adaptation from French, poet Maurice Scève in DélieMeaning: Because the presence of the loved
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