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This little child entreats you, O judges, to allow
him occasionally to congratulate his father, if not with his fortunes unimpaired, at least to
congratulate him in his affliction. The roads to the courts of justice and to the forum are
better known to that unhappy boy, than the roads to his playground or to his school. I am
contending now, O judges, not for the life of Publius Sulla, but for his burial. His life was
taken from him at the former trial; we are now striving to prevent his body from being cast
out. For what has he left which need detain him in this life? or what is there to make any one
think such an existence life at all?
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