barbarus exutis agitat vestigia lumbis, et subito felix nunc mea regna tenet! nullane sedabit nostros iniuria fletus? an dolor hic vitiis nescit abesse tuis? tot iam abiere dies, cum me nec cura theatri nec tetigit Campi, nec mea mensa iuvat.
One moment a barbarian with naked loins is skipping in the slave-market and the next he is a success and possesses my kingdom. Will no outrage of yours ever put an end to my tears? Or must this grief always attend on your betrayals? So many days have gone by since I felt any interest in the theatre or the Campus, and food has ceased to please.
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