nosti enim probe laetitiam poetarum, quorum sic ingenia maeroribus ut pisciculi retibus amiciuntur; et si quid asperum aut triste, non statim sese poetica teneritudo a vinculo incursi angoris elaqueat.
You well understand the happiness of poets: their spirits are immeshed by sorrows as fish by nets; if anything harsh or distressing occurs, the poetic sensibility does not readily free itself from the agonising entanglement.
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