perpetuoque fluunt certis ab rebus odores; frigus ut a fluviis, calor ab sole, aestus ab undis aequoris exesor moerorum litora circum; nec variae cessant voces volitare per auras; denique in os salsi venit umor saepe saporis, cum mare versamur propter, dilutaque contra cum tuimur misceri absinthia, tangit amaror.
And there is a continual flow of odours from certain things, as there is of cold from rivers, heat from the sun, surge from the waves of the sea, that devourer of walls about the shore. Manifold voices also fly through the air without ever slackening. Again, a moisture salt to the taste often comes into our mouth when we walk by the sea, and when we see wormwood being mixed with water in our presence, we have a sense of bitterness.
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