lepus semianimus: Mortis en solacium! qui modo securus nostra inridebas mala, simili querela fata deploras tua.
Aha, said the hare, still alive, here is some comfort for me as I die. A moment ago you were gaily making fun of my misfortune; but now you are bewailing your own fate in the same tone of complaint.
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