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Thursday, August 29, 2019
Sickness and Homesickness
Ovid, Tristia 3.3.13-14 (tr. Arthur Leslie Wheeler):
Aweary I lie among these far-away peoples in this far-away place,
and thoughts come to me in my weakness of everything
that is not here.
lassus in extremis iaceo populisque locisque,
et subit adfecto nunc mihi, quicquid abest.