quos palam et coram dicere puta: quid in te mali tantum, ingrate, commisimus, ut per tot annos quondam humum altricem nunc velut hosticum solum fugias? hic incunabula tua fovimus; hic vagientis infantiae lactantia membra formavimus; hic civicarum baiulabare pondus ulnarum.
You must imagine them saying openly to your face: What great wrong have we done you, ungrateful man, that for so many years you should have shunned the land that once nurtured you, shunned it as if it were enemy territory? Here we fostered your infancy, here when you were a wailing baby we shaped your tender limbs, here you were carried in the arms of your fellow countrymen.
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