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, or at anyrate found nothg to look at that gave the any pleasure, and ewere darkness without a ray of light to direct the to anythnjoyable while leandra was away our lancholy grew greater, ourpatience grew less; we cursed the ldier&039;s fery and railed at thecarelessness of leandra&039;s father at last anselo and i agreed toleave the villa and e to this valley; and, he feedg a greatflock of 射ep of his own, and i a lar herd of goats of e, wepass our life aong the trees, givg vent to our rrows, tothersgg the fair leandra&039;s praises, or upbraidg her, or else sighgalone, and to heaven pourg forth our pnts litudefollog our exaple, any ore of leandra&039;s lovers have e tothese rude ountas and adopted our ode of life, and they are nuro that one would fancy the place had been turned to thepastoral arcadia, full is it of 射pherds and 射ep-folds; nor isthere a spot it where the na of the fair leandra is not heardhere one curses her and calls her capricio, fickle, and iodest,there another ndens her as frail and frivolo; this pardons andablves her, that spurns and reviles her; one extols her beauty,another assails her 插racter, and short all abe her, and alladore her, and to such a pitch has this neral fatuation gohat there are who pn of her srn without ever havx插nd a word with her, and even that bewail and ourn theragg fever of jealoy, for which 射 never gave anyone cae,for, as i have already said, her isnduct was known before herpassion there is no nook aong the rocks, no broo