14. “Why dost thou hold up before my eyes swords, fires, and a throng of executioners raging about thee?
Take away all that vain show, behind which thou lurkest and scarest fools!
Ah! thou art naught but Death, whom only yesterday a manservant of mine and a maid-servant did despise!
Why dost thou again unfold and spread before me, with all that great display, the whip and the rack?
Why are those engines of torture made ready, one for each several member of the body, and all the other innumerable machines for tearing a man apart piecemeal?
Away with all such stuff, which makes us numb with terror!
And thou, silence the groans, the cries, and the bitter shrieks ground out of the victim as he is torn on the rack!
Forsooth thou are naught but Pain, scorned by yonder gout-ridden wretch, endured by yonder dyspeptic in the midst of his dainties, borne bravely by the girl in travail.
Slight thou art, if I can bear thee; short thou art if I cannot bear thee!”
Book: Moral Letters Vol I
Subtitle: Seneca's timeless letters of advice and wisdom.
Author: Seneca
Chapter: On despising death
Location: Chapter 24, Section 14
Content:
14. “Why dost thou hold up before my eyes swords, fires, and a throng of executioners raging about thee?
Take away all that vain show, behind which thou lurkest and scarest fools!
Ah! thou art naught but Death, whom only yesterday a manservant of mine and a maid-servant did despise!
Why dost thou again unfold and spread before me, with all that great display, the whip and the rack?
Why are those engines of torture made ready, one for each several member of the body, and all the other innumerable machines for tearing a man apart piecemeal?
Away with all such stuff, which makes us numb with terror!
And thou, silence the groans, the cries, and the bitter shrieks ground out of the victim as he is torn on the rack!
Forsooth thou are naught but Pain, scorned by yonder gout-ridden wretch, endured by yonder dyspeptic in the midst of his dainties, borne bravely by the girl in travail.
Slight thou art, if I can bear thee; short thou art if I cannot bear thee!”