is cum labore et plagis esset mortuus, detracta pelle sibi fecerunt tympana, rogati mox a quodam, delicio suo quidnam fecissent, hoc locuti sunt modo: Putabat se post mortem securum fore: ecce aliae plagae congeruntur mortuo!
When this ass was dead from overwork and beating they stripped off his hide and made themselves tambourines of it. Afterwards, when they were asked by someone what they had done with their pet, this is how they put it: He thought that after death he would rest in peace, but, behold, new blows are heaped upon him, dead though he is.
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