Rest for ever (heart) enoughHast thou throbbed. Nothing is worthThy agitations, nor of sighs is worthyThe earth. Bitterness and vexationIs life, never aught besides, and mire the world.Quiet thyself henceforth. DespairFor the last time. To our race fateHas given but death.Henceforth despise Thyself, nature, the foulPower which, hidden, rules to the common bane,And the infinite vanity of the whole.

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Giacomo Leopardi was a 18th-century Italian poet, philosopher, and writer. Count Giacomo Taldegardo Francesco di Sales Saverio Pietro Leopardi was an Italian philosopher, poet, essayist, and philologist. Considered the greatest Italian poet of the 19th century and one of the greatest authors of his time worldwide, as well as one of the principals of literary Romanticism, his constant reflection on existence and on the human condition—of sensuous and materialist inspiration—has also earned him a reputation as a deep philosopher. Read more on Wikipedia →

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