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Hieronim Morsztyn - Mors Ultima Linea Rerum
Mors Ultima Linea Rerum
A clod of earth my castle, my room a sawed board,
My vault one foot deep, this is my underground ward,
A hard rock – a pillow, a rotten rag – outfit,
A worm is a servant – that's the whole world's profit.
Translated by Michael J. Mikoś
"Death is the line that marks the end of all." (Horace,
, 1, 16, 79. In:
Satires, Epistles and Ars Poetica
. With an English Translation by H. Rushton Fairclough. Cambridge: Harvard University Press, The Loeb Classical Library, 1966).