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There is not one citizen in this numerous
people, out of that polluted and blood-thirsty band of Publius Clodius, who
laid hands on a single article of my property, or who did not in that storm
defend it as if it had been his own. But they who caught the infection and
polluted themselves with any partnership in the plunder, or in the purchase
of anything, were not able to escape every sort of condemnation, whether
public or private. Of this property then, of which no one touched a single
thing without being accounted in every one's opinion one of the wickedest of
men, did the immortal gods covet my house? Did that beautiful Liberty of
yours turn out my household gods and the eternal divinities of my hearth, in
order to be established there herself by you, as if in a conquered country?
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M. Tullius Cicero. The Orations of Marcus Tullius Cicero, literally translated by C. D. Yonge, B. A. London. George Bell & Sons, York Street, Covent Garden. 1891.
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