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Agis, then, on his way to the halter, saw one of the officers shedding tears of sympathy for him.
‘My man,’ said he,
‘cease weeping; for even though I am put to death in this lawless and unjust manner, I have the better of my murderers.’ And saying these words, he offered his neck to the noose without hesitation.
Plutarch. Plutarch's Lives. with an English Translation by. Bernadotte Perrin. Cambridge, MA. Harvard University Press. London. William Heinemann Ltd. 1921. 10.
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