quid delicatae pigritiae tuae plus poterit impendi, quam ut te pervenisse invenias, cum venire vix sentias? quid mussitas? quid moraris? ipsae mihi tuum videntur adventum reptiles cocleae cum domibus nativis antecessurae.
What more could be contributed to your fastidious indolence than to find you have arrived while scarce conscious of moving? Why do you hum and haw? Why do you hold back? It looks to me as if even crawling snails with their houses on their backs would get here before you.
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