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He voted
concerning me; he was present at the assembly; he was present at all the
banquets and mutual congratulations of that parricidal crew. However, he
avenged me well when he kissed my enemies with that impure mouth of his.
For, just as if it were owing to me that he has lost his property, he is an
enemy to me on that very account, because he has nothing left. Have I, O
Gellius, taken your patrimony from you, or have you devoured it? What? Were
you, you gulf and whirlpool of your patrimony, were you gormandising at my
risk, when you wished to prevent me from remaining any longer in the city,
because as consul I had defended the republic against you and your
associates? There is not one of your family who can bear the sight of you.
All men avoid your approach, your conversation, your society. Postumius, the
son of your sister, a young man of great prudence and high character, with
the judgment of an man, branded you, when amid a great number
of guardians he did not appoint you as one of the guardians of his children.
But I have been carried away by indignation on my own account and on that of
the republic (and I do not know which of us two he hates most) to say more
than I need have said against that most frantic and impoverished glutton.
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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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