nonne magis flatus sine corpore cuncta notabit corporis involucris tumulo frigente repostis? certa fides rapidos subterna nocte caminos, qui pollutam animam per saecula longa perenni igne coquunt, oculis longum per inane remoti pauperis expositos; nec setius aurea dona iustorum dirimente chao rutilasque coronas eminus ostendi poenarum carcere mersis.
Shall not the spirit all the more without the body observe all things, when its bodily wrappings are laid in the cold grave? It is a sure belief that the consuming furnaces in the nether darkness, that torment the defiled soul through long ages with unending fire, are before the poor mans eyes though he is far off over the length of space, and in the same way the flashing crowns that are the golden prizes of the righteous, though the gulf separate them, are displayed from afar to the souls that are plunged in the prison-house of punishment.
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