Lucretius, De rerum natura: Libri Sex (Vol. I, Text), 1893
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              nam si in in morte malumst malis morsuque ferarum
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              tractari, non invenio qui non sit acerbum
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              ignibus inpositum calidis torrescere flammis
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              aut in melle situm suffocari atque rigere
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              frigore, cum summo gelidi cubat aequore saxi,
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              urgerive superne obtritum pondere terrae.
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              <s id="s.000796">Iam iam non domus accipiet te laeta, neque uxor
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              optima nec dulces occurrent oscula nati
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              praeripere et tacita pectus dulcedine tangent.</s>
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              <s id="s.000797">non poteris factis florentibus esse, tuisque
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              praesidium. </s>
              <s id="s.000798">misero misere' aiunt 'omnia ademit
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              una dies infesta tibi tot praemia vitae.'
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              illud in his rebus non addunt 'nec tibi earum
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              iam desiderium rerum super insidet una.'
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              quod bene si videant animo dictisque sequantur,
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              dissoluant animi magno se angore metuque.</s>
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              <s id="s.000799">'tu quidem ut es leto sopitus, sic eris aevi
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              quod superest cunctis privatu' doloribus aegris:
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              at nos horrifico cinefactum te prope busto
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              insatiabiliter deflevimus, aeternumque
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              nulla dies nobis maerorem e pectore demet.'
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              illud ab hoc igitur quaerendum est, quid sit amari
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              tanto opere, ad somnum si res redit atque quietem,
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              cur quisquam aeterno possit tabescere luctu.
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              <s id="s.000800">Hoc etiam faciunt ubi discubuere tenentque
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              pocula saepe homines et inumbrant ora coronis,
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              ex animo ut dicant 'brevis hic est fructus homullis;
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              iam fuerit neque post umquam revocare licebit.'
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              tamquam in morte mali cum primis hoc sit eorum,
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              quod sitis exurat miseros atque arida torres,
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              aut aliae cuius desiderium insideat rei.</s>
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              <s id="s.000801">nec sibi enim quisquam tum se vitamque requirit,
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