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_Neither would they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead._
I was quick in the flesh, was warm, and the live heart shook my breast: / In the market I bought and sold, in the temple I bowed my head, / I had swathed me in shows and forms, and was honoured above the rest / For the sake of the life I lived; nor did any esteem me dead.