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O what a miserable and bitter time for the
province of Sicily! O what an event,
calamitous and fatal to many innocent people! O what unexampled worthlessness and
infamy of that man! On one and the same night, the praetor was burning with the
flame of the most disgraceful love, a fleet of the Roman people with the fire of
pirates. It was a stormy night when the news of this terrible disaster was brought
to Syracuse—men run to the praetor's house, to which his women had
conducted him back a little while before from his splendid banquet, with songs and
music. Cleomenes, although it was night, still does not dare to show himself in
public. He shuts himself up in his house, but his wife was not there to console her
husband in his misfortunes.
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