“She closed her eyes; and in the sweet slumber lying
her spirit tiptoed from its lodging place.
It's folly to shrink in fear, if this is dying;
for death looked lovely in her face.”

—  Francesco Petrarca

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Italian scholar and poet 1304–1374

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