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 ::(What shame or measure shall there be to grief
 * For so beloved a life?)


 * O misero frater adempte mibi !

Omnia tecum una perierunt gaudia nostra,
 * Que tuus in vita dulcis alebat amor.

Tu mea, tu moriens fregisti commoda, frater;
 * Tecum una tota est nostra sepulta anima:

Cujus ego interitu tota de mente fugavi.
 * Hae studia, atque omnes delicias animi,

Alloquar ? audiero nunquam tua verba loquentem?
 * Nunquam ego te, vita frater amabiltr,

Adspiciam posthac? At certe semper amabo.


 * (O brother taken away from wretched me !)

Every one of our pleasures perished when you were taken,
 * All when you were living nourished with

your sweet love. You, yes, you, by dying destroyed all my comforts, my brother; All the soul of us both is buried along with you: