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Therefore, O conscript fathers, we seem by your agency to have obtained a species of
immortality, a thing too great to be even wished for by men. For what time will there ever be
in which the memory and fame of your kindnesses to me will perish? The memory of your
kindness, who, at the very time that you were besieged by violence and arms and terror and
threats, not long after my departure all agreed in recalling me, at the motion of Lucius
Ninnius, a most fearless and virtuous man, the most faithful and (if it had come to a battle)
the least timid defender of my safety that that fatal year could produce. After the honour of
making a formal decree to that effect was refused to you by the means of that tribune of the
people, who as he was unable of himself to injure the republic, destroyed it as far as he
could by the wickedness of another, you never kept silence concerning me, you never ceased to
demand my safety from those consuls who had sold it.
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