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Thou fool, what is sleep but the image of death? Fate will give an eternal rest. [Lat., Stulte, quid est somnus, gelidae nisi mortis imago? Longa quiescendi tempora fata dabunt.]

Ovid

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Ovid
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Publius Ovidius Naso
P. Ovidius Naso
Eternal
Fool
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Nisi
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Fate

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