quod si te mala mens furorque vecors in tantam inpulerit, sceleste, culpam, ut nostrum insidiis caput lacessas, a tum te miserum malique fati, quem attractis pedibus patente porta percurrent raphanique mugilesque!
And if infatuate frenzy drive you to the heinous crime of treason against me, ah! then I pity you for your sad fate. For before the citys gaze with fettered feet you shall be tortured as cruelly as an adulterer.
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