You see this day, O Romans, the republic, and all your lives, your goods, your fortunes,
your wives and children, this home of most illustrious empire, thus most fortunate and
beautiful city, by the great love of the immortal gods for you, by my labours and counsels
and dangers, snatched from fire and sword, and almost from the very jaws of fate, and
preserved and restored to you.
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