"je vis, je meurs" louise labé translation: i live, i die: i burn myself and drown, i am extremely hot by enduring coldness; life is too soft and hard for me i am in great trouble, mingled with joy. all at once i laugh and i cry, and in pleasure, many times, i suffer, my good goes away, and forever it lasts, all at once i dry and i green. so love inconstantly leads me and, when i think i have more pain, without thinking, i find myself out of trouble. then, when i believe my joy to be certain, and to be at the top of my desire, he gives me back my first misfortune. which word best describes what louise labé feels in this poem? a. passion b. fear c. joy d. sadness