Flee an enemy who knows your weakness.
Oh, how sweet it is to pity the fate of an enemy who can no longer threaten us!
Oh rage! Oh despair! Oh age, my enemy!
Rome, if you do not wish me to betray you, make enemies that I can hate!
How sweet to die after one's enemies.
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