Frater erat unus, qui suo squalore vestros oculos inflecteret, qui suo fletu desiderium mei memoriamque renovaret: qui statuerat, Quirites, si vos me sibi non reddidissetis, eamdem subire fortunam: tanto in me amore exstitit, ut negaret fas esse non modo domicilio, sed ne sepulcro quidem se a me esse seiunctum.
There was but one'my brother'whose stricken aspect could arrest your gaze, and whose tears could reawaken wistful recollections of myself. He had made up his mind, fellow-citizens, to share my fortunes, should you refuse to restore me to himself; and so deep was his love towards me, that he said he could not bear the thought of separation from me, not merely in our earthly dwelling, but even in the tomb.
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