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| First Conspirator. How is it with our general? | 5.6.10
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| First Conspirator. So he did, my lord: | 5.6.47
| The army marvell'd at it, and, in the last, | 5.6.48
| When he had carried Rome and that we look'd | 5.6.49
| For no less spoil than glory,-- | 5.6.50
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| First Conspirator. Your native town you enter'd like a post, | 5.6.57
| And had no welcomes home: but he returns, | 5.6.58
| Splitting the air with noise. | 5.6.59
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