Sed quid ego ista consector aut quid his immoror, cum unius parricidii cogitatione cuncta scelera superata cernam? omni igitur impetu mentis, omnibus indignationis viribus ad id lacerandum pio magis quam valido adfectu rapior: quis enim amicitiae fide exstincta genus humanum cruentis in tenebris sepelire conatum profundo debitae exsecrationis satis efficacibus verbis adegerit?
But why do I upbraid these doings or dwell on them when I see all crimes surpassed by the thought of a single parricide? So I am swept by an emotion more pious than potent, with all the energy of my mind, all the forces of indignation, to rend that deed. For who with words of due execration sufficiently effectual could drive into the abyss an attempt to bury the human race in bloody darkness, extinguishing the loyalty of friendship?
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