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That one day was to me like an immortality, on
which I returned to my country, and saw the senate which had come forth to
meet me, and the whole Roman people; while Rome itself, torn, if I may so say, from its foundations,
seemed to come forward to embrace her saviour. Rome, which received me in such a manner that not only all
men and all women of all classes, and ages, and orders of society, of every
fortune and every rank, but that even the walls and houses of the city and
temples appeared to be exulting. And on the succeeding days, the pontiffs,
the consuls, the conscript fathers, placed me in that very house from which
you had driven me, which you had pillaged, and which you had burnt and voted
that my house was to be built up for me again at the public expense, an
honour which they had never paid to any one before.
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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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