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Thursday, March 11, 2021
Misery
Aeschylus, Prometheus Bound 275-276 (tr. Alan H. Sommerstein):
Misery, you know, wanders everywhere,
and alights on different persons at different times.
πάντα τοι πλανωμένη
πρὸς ἄλλοτ᾽ ἄλλον πημονὴ προσιζάνει.