Chapter

 1 6 |       the character of men. Thou art then a fool, to believe
 2 9 |     dance ye securely. Vain man, art thou not mad, to worship
 3 14|       fails! What is due to him? Art thou not ashamed, O fool,
 4 16|        you pray to the god? Thou art vainly deceived who art
 5 16|          art vainly deceived who art seeking to beseech the manes,
 6 19|          ready to perish, who by art speaks falsely what is seen
 7 19|         them vainly. But if thou art strong in heart, flee at
 8 21|    thyself concerning them. Thou art become senseless as a man,
 9 21|    rejoices you for a time. Thou art glad for a brief space,
10 23|     belly, thou sayest that thou art innocent; and, as if courteously,
11 23|          fates by whose law thou art aided.~
12 24| doubtfully between the two, thou art on thy guard, goest on thy
13 24|      broken down by luxury. Thou art looking forward vainly to
14 24|      thou wast not, and lo, thou art seen. Thou knowest not whence
15 24|       proceeded, nor whence thou art nourished. Thou avoidest
16 24|        whilst thou thinkest thou art abiding in light. Why runnest
17 25|         time. Therefore, if thou art one who disbelievest that
18 26|        vain joys with which thou art foolishly delighted. Do
19 26|     disease invade thee, or thou art held down by long sickness,
20 26|        by long sickness, or thou art bereaved of thy children,
21 26|      aloud to Me to heaven. Thou art tormented, I see, when thou
22 26|       hell. Commence, O thou who art led away, to perceive the
23 27|          shall behold them. Thou art stripped, O foolish one,
24 27|      thinkest that by death thou art not, and hast made thy Ruler
25 27|       the former is buried; thou art here. Rightly is mortal
26 27|          whilst in weakness thou art dying, the honour to God,
27 28|          made? Thou ragest, thou art mad, and now thou takest
28 29|       those things to which thou art still seeking to cling.
29 30|        HUMBLE.~Learn, O thou who art about to die, to show thyself
30 30|          to be another than thou art? Thou goest where thou knowest
31 32|          be a new judge. Why now art thou lifted up thence? Untaught,
32 32|       final awards of fate, thou art not able ever to live again
33 33|         cave. Thou warrest, thou art mad; nor dost thou behold
34 34|          thyself. Assuredly thou art not cattle, thou art not
35 34|        thou art not cattle, thou art not a beast, but thou art
36 34|        art not a beast, but thou art born a man. Do thou thyself
37 34|         Thou who followest idols art nothing but the vanity of
38 34|         plague, although thyself art divine. Thou seekest not
39 37|      FANATICS WHO JUDAIZE.~What! art thou half a Jew? wilt thou
40 48|       mind, understand that thou art a martyr.~
41 49|         XLIX. TO PENITENTS.~Thou art become a penitent; pray
42 53|        name to the warfare, thou art held by a bridle. Therefore
43 56|         to see good things; thou art also seeking to live by
44 56|    callest thyself His son. Thou art seen, if thou wilt be such
45 57|         to speak the truth. Thou art going to vain shows with
46 57|      please thee is lawful. Thou art the offspring of the Highest,
47 57|       which thou hast renounced? Art thou again conversant with
48 57|         speak the truth, as thou art bound look to the Highest.
49 57|          thou thinkest that thou art enjoying life, thou art
50 57|          art enjoying life, thou art improvidently erring. The
51 58|         with groaning, here what art thou now doing, who desirest
52 58|        live with sweat, thou who art living in pleasure wilt
53 59|          pomp of the devil. Thou art adorned at the looking-glass
54 60|         the Gentiles, O thou who art consecrated to God? God'
55 62|    conquered by good deeds, thou art a martyr in Him. Thou, therefore,
56 64|      thou perishest, whilst thou art burning with envy of thy
57 64|   inflamest thyself within. Thou art jealous, O envious man,
58 64|          gain; and although thou art guilty to thyself, thou
59 64|       Thou fool, this night thou art summoned. Death rushes after
60 64|     thyself in public, when thou art watching for thy day by
61 72|     should not wholesomely be an art whereby life may be governed,
62 73|          voice will bewail them. Art thou not ashamed without
63 74|     careful of the pomp of death art in error. As a servant of
64 74|       thee; and thou, perchance, art already burning, being driven
65 76|       rather impedest them. Thou art luxurious with thy lips,
66 78|      thou feedest the sick, thou art also lending to the High