Quotes from Joseph Addison, Cato, 1713

Alas! thou talk'st like one who never felt Th' impatient throbs longings of a soul... A lover does not live by vulgar time: Believe me, Portius, in my Lucia's absence Life hangs upon me, and becomes a burden; And yet, when I behold the charming maid, I'm ten times more undone, while hope and fear, And grief, and rage, and love, rise up at once, And with variety of pain distract me...