numquid et exuti membris ac viscere perdunt agnitione notas rerum, vel gressibus errant? una animas semper facies habet et color unus aris, ut cuique est meritorum summa, sinistri seu dextri: alternas nec commutabile tempus convertit variatque vices; longum atque perenneest quidquid id est, unus volvit sua saecula cursus.
But do those too, who have put off the body and the flesh, lose any of their power to recognise the features of things, or go astray in their steps? Ever the same in look, the same in hue, is the atmosphere about souls, on the right or on the left according to the sum of each ones deserts; no change of time brings alternation or variance in their lot; whatever it is, it lasts for long, it lasts for ever; the same course runs through ages all its own.
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