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who
thought it best for him to leave the city in order to avoid a contest with
Caius Marius—a most gallant man, a consul, yes, a man who had been
consul six times—and with his invincible legions. For what contest
like this lay before me? Should I have had to fight with Caius Marius or
with any one like him, or rather with one consul who was a sort of barbarian
Epicurus, and with the other, a mere hut-boy of Catiline's? I was not, in
truth, afraid of your supercilious looks, or of the cymbals and castanets of
your colleague; nor was I so nervous, after having guided the vessel of the
state amid the most terrible storms and billows of the republic, and placed
it safe in harbour, as to fear the little cloud which gathered on your brow,
or the polluted breath of your colleague.
They were other gales which I beheld threatening; they were other storms
which my mind foresaw;
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