o quid solutis est beatius curis, cum mens onus reponit, ac peregrino labore fessi uenimus larem ad nostrum, desideratoque acquiescimus lecto?
O what freedom from care is more joyful, than when the mind lays down its burden, and weary, back home from foreign toil, we rest in the bed we longed for?
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