cui cum sit viridissimo nupta flore puella' et puella tenellulo delicatior haedo, asservanda nigerrimis diligentius uvis,' ludere hanc sinit ut lubet, nec pili facit uni, nec se sublevat ex sua parte, sed velut alnus in fossa Liguri iacet suppernata securi, tantundem omnia sentiens quam si nulla sit usquam, talis iste merus stupor nil videt, nihil audit, ipse qui sit, utrum sit an non sit, id quoque nescit.
He has for wife a girl in the freshest flower of youth,'a girl too, more exquisite than a tender kidling, one who ought to be guarded more diligently than ripest grapes,'and he lets her play as she will, and does not care one straw, and for his part does not stir himself, but lies like an alder in a ditch hamstrung by a Ligurian axe, with just as much perception of everything as if it did not exist anywhere at all. Like this, my booby sees nothing, hears nothing; what he himself is, whether he is or is not, he does not know so much as this.
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