原文 (英语)

CHAPTER XXXIV.                O Fortuna, viris invida fortibus                Quam non aqua bonis praemia dividis.                                              SENECA.                      . . . . . . . . . . . .                And as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue,                Pants to the place from whence at first he flew.                      . . . . . . . . . . . .                Here, to the houseless child of want,                My door is open still.