Love's rapture fills my heart
With laughter and sighs.
Grief slays me a hundred times,
Joy bids me rise.
Sweet is love's happiness,
Sweeter love's pain.
Joy brings back grief to me,
Grief, joy again.
Guillem Augier Novella expressed the feeling of being "elated with exaltation and grieved to death" as follows:
Lady, often flow my tears,