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Page 287 - Few are those events that are produced by vice and folly, that fire the heart with indignation, that do not also shake the sides with laughter. So when the two famous moralists of old beheld the sad spectacle of life, the one burst into laughter, the other melted into tears : they were each of them right, and equally right. . Si credas utrique Rea sunt hn mane Jle bile ludibriuni.