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From thence it was not a
journey, but a race and flight into Gaul. He thought that Caesar was pursuing him with the fourth
legion, with the Martial legion, with the veterans, whose very name he could not
endure for fright. Then, as he was making his way into Gaul, Decimus Brutus opposed him; who
preferred being himself surrounded by the waves of the whole war, to allowing
him either to retreat or advance; and who put Mutina on him as a sort of bridle to his exultation. And when
he had blockaded that city with his works and fortifications, and when the
dignity of a most flourishing colony, and the majesty of a consul elect, were
both insufficient to deter him from his parricidal treason, then (I call you,
and the Roman people, and all the gods who preside over this city, to witness),
against my will, and in spite of my resistance and remonstrance, three
ambassadors of consular rank were sent to that robber, to that leader of
gladiators, Marcus Antonius.
M. Tullius Cicero. The Orations of Marcus Tullius Cicero, literally translated by C. D. Yonge. London. George Bell & Sons. 1903.
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