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Alciato's Book of Emblems

Emblem 37

I carry all my things with me

The poor Hun, most miserable inhabitant of Scythian Pontus, is tortured in his livid limbs by perpetual cold. He does not know the wealth of Ceres, nor the gifts of Lyaeus, and nevertheless always had his precious coverings, for the skins of mice wrap him on all sides. Only his eyes are visible, all else is covered. Thus he does not fear the thief, thus he disdains winds and rain: he is safe among men, safe among gods.