quis luce suprema dimisisse meas sero non ingemit horas? Postquam conticuit finisque est addita dictis, turn Virtus: quasnam iuvenem florentibus, inquit, pellicis in fraudes annis vitaeque tenebras, cui ratio et magnae caelestia semina mentis munere sunt concessa deum? mortalibus alti quantum caelicolae, tantumdem animalibus isti praecellunt cunctis.
Who, when his last hour comes, does not regret too late that he let slip the seasons of Pleasure? When Pleasure had ceased speaking and was silent, Virtue began: How, she asked, can you mislead this young man in the flower of his age and tempt him to a life of obscurity? The goodness of the gods has granted him reason and germs of the divine intelligence from heaven. Man stands as high above all other animals as the gods above mortals.
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