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A Roman Poem

Picture of the ancient road
Ancient Road in Pompeii

A man leaves his great house because he’s bored
With life at home, and suddenly returns,
Finding himself no happier abroad.
He rushes off to his villa driving like mad,
You’ld think he’s going to a house on fire,
And yawns before he’s put his foot inside,
Or falls asleep and seeks oblivion,
Or even rushes back to town again.
So each man flies from himself (vain hope, because
It clings to him the more closely against his will)
And hates himself because he is sick in mind
And does not know the cause of his disease.

Lucretius Roman Poet 40 BC

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