66. On the Murder of Cicero -

The triumvir's sword that Tully robbed of life
Was full as guilty as the Egyptian knife,
For he excelled all pleaders at the bar
As much as laurelled Pompey shone in war;
And Antony but poor excuse can bring:
He served himself; Pothinus served his king.
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Martial
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