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Silenus Alcibiadis, sive Proteus

Jacob Cats

1 Iohan. 2.

Mundus transit, & concupiscentia eius.

T'Aure quid eximijs te cornua nexa corollis? Quidue iuvant agili tijmpana pulsa manu? Mox lanius rigidâ feriet tibi colla securi, Paruaque perpetuâ gaudia nocte lues. Quid rosa, quid litui tibi, quid, homo, blanda libido Proderit? & vasto quidquid in orbe placet? Heu! levis & brevis est mundi, vel summa, voluptas, Et premit emeritum mors sine morte iecur.

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