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Optima quaeque dies miseris mortalibus aevi Prima fugit; subeunt morbi tristisque senectus Et labor, et durae rapit inclementia mortis.
virgil— In youth alone, unhappy mortals live;
But, ah! the mighty bliss is fugitive:
Discolour'd sickness, anxious labour, come,
And age, and death's inexorable doom.Book III, lines 66–68 (translated by John Dryden).Cf. J. B. Rose's translation:
Ah, how fleetly speeds the little span
Of lusty youth allowed to mortal man!
Diseases grow, age comes, and joys decay,
Till death demands his miserable prey.
Optima quaeque dies miseris mortalibus aevi Prima fugit; subeunt morbi tristisque senectus Et labor, et durae rapit inclementia mortis.
— Cf. J. B. Rose's translation:
Ah, how fleetly speeds the little span
Of lusty youth allowed to mortal man!
Diseases grow, age comes, and joys decay,
Till death demands his miserable prey.
morbi perniciores pluresque animi quam corporis.
— The diseases of the mind are more and more destructive than those of the body.
— Cicero, Tusculanarum Disputationum, III. 3.
Vestibulum ante ipsum primisque in faucibus Orci Luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae, Pallentesque habitant morbi tristisque Senectus, Et Metus et malesuada Fames ac turpis Egestas, Terribiles visu formae, Letumque Labosque; tum consanguineus Leti Sopor.
— Cf. Dryden's translation:
Just in the gate and in the jaws of hell,
Revengeful Cares and sullen Sorrows dwell,
And pale Diseases, and repining Age,
Want, Fear, and Famine's unresisted rage;
Here Toils, and Death, and Death's half-brother, Sleep.
