XV.

_"O dura ilia messorum!"_[488]--"Oh Ye rigid guts of reapers!" I translate[iw] For the great benefit of those who know What indigestion is--that inward fate Which makes all Styx through one small liver flow. A peasant's sweat is worth his lord's estate: Let _this_ one toil for bread--_that_ rack for rent, He who sleeps best may be the most content.