Denique si vocem rerum natura repente mittat et hoc alicui nostrum sic increpet ipsa: quid tibi tanto operest, mortalis, quod nimis aegris luctibus indulges? quid mortem congemis ac fles?
Besides, suppose that nature should suddenly utter a voice, and thus take her turn to upbraid one of us: What ails you so, O mortal, to indulge overmuch in sickly lamentations? Why do you groan aloud and weep at death?
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