:44:20
O Publius,
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is not this a heavy case,
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to see thy noble uncle thus distract?
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Therefore, my lord,
:44:28
it highly us concerns
by day and night
:44:31
to attend him carefully
:44:32
and feed his humor
kindly as we may
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till time beget
some careful remedy.
:44:37
Kinsmen, his sorrows are past remedy.
:44:45
Publius, how now?
:44:48
How now, my masters?
:44:50
You are a good archer, Marcus.
Come to this gear.
:44:53
Ad Jovem.
That's for you.
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Here. Ad Apollinem.
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Here, boy, to Pallas.
:45:03
Here, to Mercury.
:45:07
To Saturn, Caius,
not to Saturnine.
:45:09
You were as good to shoot
against the wind.
:45:12
To it, boy.
:45:14
Eh...
:45:17
Marcus, loose when I bid.
:45:19
Of my word,
I've written to effect.
:45:21
There's not a god
left unsolicited.
:45:23
My lord, I aim
a mile beyond the moon.
:45:26
Your letter is with Jupiter by this.
:45:32
Marcus, we are but shrubs,
no cedars we,
:45:37
no big-boned men framed
of the Cyclops' size.
:45:42
But metal, Marcus,
steel to the very back,
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yet wrung with wrongs
more than our backs can bear.
:45:51
And sith there's no justice
in earth nor hell,
:45:54
we will solicit heaven
:45:57
and move the gods
to send down justice
:45:59
for to wreak our wrongs.