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| **Diog** . Wouldst know thy course? I will prescribe for your distress. Our flora, unfortunately, | **Diog** . Wouldst know thy course? I will prescribe for your distress. Our flora, unfortunately, | ||
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| **Diog** . I am **Diogenes**' | **Diog** . I am **Diogenes**' | ||
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| **Diog** . Equals! My dear sir, no; I don't say that. While Mausolus is groaning over the memories of earth, and the felicity which he supposed to be his, **Diogenes** will be chuckling. While Mausolus boasts of the tomb raised to him by Artemisia, his wife and sister, **Diogenes** knows not whether he has a tomb or no - the question never having occurred to him; he knows only that his name is on the tongues of the wise, as one who lived the life of a man; a higher monument than yours, vile Carian slave, and set on firmer foundations. | **Diog** . Equals! My dear sir, no; I don't say that. While Mausolus is groaning over the memories of earth, and the felicity which he supposed to be his, **Diogenes** will be chuckling. While Mausolus boasts of the tomb raised to him by Artemisia, his wife and sister, **Diogenes** knows not whether he has a tomb or no - the question never having occurred to him; he knows only that his name is on the tongues of the wise, as one who lived the life of a man; a higher monument than yours, vile Carian slave, and set on firmer foundations. | ||
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| **Diog** . You are beside yourself, old man; you are like a child kicking at the pricks, you contemporary of the ferryman. Well, we need wonder no more at youth, when age is still in love with life; one would have thought it should court death as the cure for its proper ills.- And now let us go our way, before our loitering here brings suspicion on us: they may think we are planning an escape. | **Diog** . You are beside yourself, old man; you are like a child kicking at the pricks, you contemporary of the ferryman. Well, we need wonder no more at youth, when age is still in love with life; one would have thought it should court death as the cure for its proper ills.- And now let us go our way, before our loitering here brings suspicion on us: they may think we are planning an escape. | ||
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