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ὦ θάνατε παιάν, μή μ᾽ ἀτιμάσῃς μολεῖν· μόνος γὰρ εἶ σὺ τῶν ἀνηκέστων κακῶν ἰατρός, ἄλγος δ᾽ οὐδὲν ἅπτεται νεκροῦ. → O death, the healer, reject me not, but come! For thou alone art the mediciner of ills incurable, and no pain layeth hold on the dead.
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