And the corpse got up and spoke: "Why, I beg, have you brought me back to the duties of a short-lived life after drinking from the waters of Lethe and sailing on the Stygian swamp?
Now cease, I pray, cease and let me go back to my rest."
et surgit cadaver et profatur: 'cur, oro, me post Lethaea pocula iam Stygiis paludibus innatantem ad momentariae vitae officia reducitis?
desine iam, precor, desine, ac me in meam quietem permitte.