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| ...the master's eyes and footsteps are the healthiest things for the farm. | |
| Already ash was falling upon the ships, hotter and thicker the closer they approached. | |
| And then... inspecting all parts of my body, I see that I am not a bird, but a donkey. | |
| 'To robbery, butchery, and plundering they give the false name 'Empire,' and where they make a desert they name it 'Peace.'' | |
| ...always the most pleasing are gifts which the giver makes precious. | |
| 'They are slaves.' No, they are men. 'They are slaves.' No, companions. 'They are slaves.' No, humble friends. | |
| And let him be learned, skilled with pencils, educated in geometry... | |
| He got the nickname 'Caligula' from a camp joke, for he was brought up among the troops in the dress of a common soldier. | |
| I do not like you, Sabidius, nor can I say why. This only I can say: I like you not. | |
| 'And you, O Tyrians, keep up my hatred for his stock and all his race to come, and place it as a gift to my ashes.' | |
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| Do you not see that even drops of water, falling on a rock over a long interval, bore through it? | |
| 'That soldier is my master... bragging, shameless, foul-smelling...' | |
| All of Gaul has been divided into three parts, of which the Belgae inhabit one... | |
| The story holds that... a thirsty she-wolf from the surrounding mountains turned her steps towards the infants' crying. | |
| I have built a monument more lasting than bronze... | |
| Cynthia first captured melancholy me with her dear eyes... | |
| 'Storax! Aeschinus has not returned from dinner tonight, nor any of the young slaves...' | |
| Let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love... | |
| Now Trimalchio, drenched in perfume, was being dried off... with mantles made of the softest wool | |
| You ought, Catiline, to have been executed long ago by command of the consul... | |
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