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What? when lately by the death of your former wife you had made your house empty and ready
for a new bridal, did you not even add another incredible wickedness to this wickedness? But
I pass that over, and willingly allow it to be buried in silence, that so horrible a crime
may not be seen to have existed in this city, and not to have been chastised. I pass over the
ruin of your fortune, which you know is hanging over you against the ides of the very next
month; I come to those things which relate not to the infamy of your private vices, not to
your domestic difficulties and baseness, but to the welfare of the republic and to the lives
and safety of us all.
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