Sin aliquem infandum casum, Fortuna, minaris,
Nunc, o, nunc liceat crudelem abrumpere vitam,
Dum curae ambiguae, dum spes incerta futuri.
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But ah! if Fortune be my foe, And meditate some crushing blow, Now, now the thread in mercy break, While hope sees dim and cares mistake.
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Lines 578-580 (translated by John Conington)Virgil
Virgil
Virchow, Rudolf
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