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 | | Now Fidelis has come home, a new arrival but an old lover, who both adored her alone in the past, and now loves her only. |
 | | Fear, not love, is scorching my mind, lest, if she shows herself faithful to Fidelis, my pleasure might perish at the same time, which I’m in the habit of enjoying greatly, since I see women swooning with desire for me. For let him cultivate these cares who wishes to, I don’t. |
 | | Fidelis, you’ve studied under Onophrius for a year now, and you ought to have abounded in precepts and philosophical maxims, and not thus go home unschooled, disgracing the authority of your city and of your instructor. |
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