Dicebam tibi venturos, irrisor, amores, nec tibi perpetuo libera verba fore: ecce iaces supplexque venis ad iura puellae, et tibi nunc quaevis imperat empta modo.
The warning come true When you mocked me I used to say that love would get you and that you would not always be able to talk like a free man: see, you are down, and abjectly make submission to your mistress, and a mere nobody, lately bought, now gives you orders.
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