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“‘O que se chama amor", acrescentou, "seria então mais uma mentira? Eu amo, sem dúvida, assim como tenho bom apetite às seis horas! Seria o amor essa propensão um tanto vulgar, com que esses mentirosos teriam feito o amor de Otelo, o amor de Tancredo?’”

So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a roving
By the light of the moon.