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<TEI.2><text><group><text n="S. Rosc."><body><p><milestone n="30" unit="section" /> The father infamously murdered; the
            house besieged; the property taken away, seized and plundered by enemies; the life of
            the son, hostile to their purposes, attacked over and over again by sword and treachery.
            What wickedness does there seem to be wanting in these numberless atrocities? And yet
            they crown and add to them by other nefarious deeds, they invent an incredible
            accusation; they procure witnesses against him and accusers of him by bribery; they
            offer the wretched man this alternative, whether he would prefer to expose his neck to
            Roscius to be assassinated by him, or, being sewn in a sack, to lose his life with the
            greatest infamy. They thought advocates would be wanting to him; they are wanting. There
            is not wanting in truth, O judges, one who will speak with freedom, and who will defend
            him with integrity, which is quite sufficient in this cause, (since I have undertaken
            it). </p></body></text></group></text></TEI.2>