By reflecting on the former, they find themselves cut off from all possibility of pleasure; and whenever they see a funeral, they lament and repine that others have gone to a harbour of rest to which they themselves never can hope to arrive.
Lehenengoaz gogoetan hasten badira, atseginerako batere aukerarik gabe aurkitzen dituzte beren buruak; eta hileta bat ikusten dutenean, atsekabez kexatzen dira beste batzuk joan direlako atseden-portura, beraiek ez dutelarik inoiz hara iristeko itxaropenik.