Love is all in fire, and yet is ever freezing;
Love is much in winning, yet is more in loosing;
Love is ever sick, and yet is never dying;
Love is ever true, and yet is ever lying;
Love does death in liking, and is mad in loathing;
Love indeed is anything, yet indeed is nothing.
~Thomas Middleton, Blurt, Master Constable (act III, sc. 2)
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