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These tears of mine have no effect on Milo. He is of an incredible strength
of mind. He thinks that any place where there is no room for virtue is a
place of banishment; and death he considers the end appointed by nature, and
not a punishment. Let him continue to cherish these ideas in which he was
born. What will you think yourselves, O judges? What will be your feelings?
Will you preserve the recollection of Milo, and drive away the man himself?
And will you allow any place in the whole earth to be more worthy to receive
this virtue of his than this place which produced him? You, you, I appeal to
you, O you brave men, who have shed much of your blood for the sake of the
republic. I appeal to you, O centurions, and to you, O soldiers, in this
time of danger to a brave man and an invincible citizen. While you are not
only looking on, but armed, and standing as guards around this court of
justice, shall this mighty virtue be driven from the city, he banished, be
cast out!
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