text:  I myself have experienced misery and hopelessness in love; I have shed many tears on my lonely pillow; often have I thirsted for the shade of the grave to cool my anguished heart! Can I then help pitying this youth the object of my disinterested regard and lamenting his hopeless love? But this will not build a bridge to good-fortune; and I therefore think that if he had not the ill-luck to be beloved in return he would by degrees forget her