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But, in the name of the immortal gods! what sort
of alliance, what sort of friendship, what sort of treaty is that by virtue
of which our city in its time of danger is to have no defender from
Massilia, or from Gades, or from Saguntum; or, if there should arise an
assistant to us from those cities, any one who may have aided our generals
with the help afforded by his labour, or by his riches, or by his personal
danger,—any one who may have often fought hand to hand in our
ranks against our enemies, who may have repeatedly exposed himself to the
weapons of the enemy, to battle for his life, to imminent
death,—that such a one can by no possible means be rewarded with
the honours contained in our rights of citizenship?
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M. Tullius Cicero. The Orations of Marcus Tullius Cicero, literally translated by C. D. Yonge, B. A. London. George Bell & Sons, York Street, Covent Garden. 1891.
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