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At their expense also I intend to amuse myself
By some trick of my foolish magic.
I am dreaming of it.
Dream of it, that is how I understand it.
I love to see these people
With their intractable mood,
Then sweet, then frightful.
I love lovers
And their respectable sorrow.
To see their intractable mood
Affect an amiable exterior,
The tranquil air, an affable air,
And to see them quietly enraged:
Yes, it is a true pleasure.
I love to see their lamentable air;
I love to see their little torments.