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Now you know the circumstances of my
return. Now compare yours with it, since, having lost your army, you have
brought nothing safe back with you except that pristine countenance and
impudence of yours. And who is there who knows where you first came to with
those laurelled lictors of yours? What meanders, what turnings and windings
did you thread, while seeking for the most solitary possible places? What
municipal town saw you? What friend invited you? What
entertainer beheld you? Did you not make night take the place of day?
solitude of society? a cookshop of the town? so that you did not appear to
be returning from Macedonia as a
noble commander, but to be being brought back as a disgraced corpse? and
even Rome itself was polluted by
your arrival.
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