Spartacus was a distinguished slave, captive of the Romans. He called forth the allies, and urged on war: “O allies, the Romans are not equal. I was a boy in my village, and my life was always pleasant. Great was the peace in our fatherland. The populace was equal. I loved the great forests and the spacious fields. I did not have a master; there I was free. I had true friends, good and agreeable boys. But the Romans occupied our fatherland; they carried me and my friends from the fatherland.”
Now, after many years I am a man, and fight in the public arena. Today, in this town I did not recognize the man whom I killed – and was my friend!
Are you men? You do not like the populace of
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