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Why? He is celebrating the birthday feast
at his villa. In whose honor? I will name no one. Suppose it is in honor of some
Phormio, or Gnatho, or even Ballio. 1 Oh the abominable profligacy of the man! oh how intolerable
is his impudence, his debauchery, and his lust! Can you, when you have one of
the chiefs of the senate, a citizen of singular virtue, so nearly related to
you, abstain from ever consulting him on the affairs of the republic, and
consult men who have no property whatever of their own, and are draining yours?
1 These were the names of slaves.
M. Tullius Cicero. The Orations of Marcus Tullius Cicero, literally translated by C. D. Yonge. London. George Bell & Sons. 1903.
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