ego autem, infelicis conscientiae mole depressus, vi febrium nuper extremum salutis accessi, utpote cui indignissimo tantae professionis pondus impactum est, qui miser, ante compulsus docere quam discere et ante praesumens bonum praedicare quam facere, tamquam sterilis arbor, cum non habeam opera pro pomis, spargo verba pro foliis.
but as for me, besides being oppressed by the load of an unhappy conscience, I have lately been brought almost to deaths door by the ravages of fever, as might well happen to one on whose totally unworthy shoulders has been thrust the burden of such a high calling; and in my wretched plight, compelled to teach before learning, and presuming to preach goodness before doing it, I am like a sort of barren tree'not having works as fruit, I scatter words as leaves.
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