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Bermannus continues addressing his companions regarding the death of their mutual friend.
...you have lost a man who was very dear to you.
NÆVIUS: You speak the truth, and as often as his memory comes into my mind, my eyes fill with tears, not so much because he wished me well and I have been deprived of such a friend, although this also moves me not a little, but because he was snatched away too quickly from all his own.
NÆVIUS: That sorrow with which I see you are afflicted is surely pious, and the tears you shed for the death of a most distinguished man are just. But because nature has bound us all together with that law that she might dissolve us again, death must be tolerated with a mind all the more calm, in whatever course of age it may happen, because it was entirely necessary that it would happen at some time.
BERMANNUS: Nævius speaks rightly. You, indeed, put aside tears, with which nothing can be accomplished and which do not befit a philosopher sufficiently. And so that this may be done more easily, we will talk of other things. But where is Colomanus going?
ANCON: To the metallicos miners/those involved in mining who are awaiting him at a certain friend's house, perhaps to provide their contributions or to buy shares in the fodinis mines.
BERMANNUS: Has he himself begun to love the mines?
ANCON: Greatly. For he has now been for many years in the number of those about whom Demetrius Phalereus a Greek philosopher and statesman seems to me to have written very truly: "What they ought to have accepted, they did not accept; what they had, they threw away."