Rvfe mihi frustra ac nequiquam credite amico (frustra? immo magno cum pretio atque malo), sicine subrepsti mi, atque intestina perurens ei misero eripuisti omnia nostra bona? eripuisti, eheu nostrae crudele venenum vitae, eheu nostrae pestis amicitiae.
Rufus, whom I, your friend, trusted in vain, and to no purpose'in vain? nay, rather at a great and ruinous price'have you stolen into my heart and burning into my vitals torn away, alas, all my blessings? Torn away, alas, alas! you the cruel poison of my life, alas, alas! you the deadly bane of my friendship.
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