Satyricon
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and died of hunger.
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But we, with our drinking and whoring...
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don't even know the masterpieces
that exist now.

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What about dialectical discussion?
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What happened to astronomy?
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Where is philosophy
that once led the way for us?

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Don't be surprised
that the art of painting is dead...

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when now we find more beauty
in a pot of gold...

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than in the works of Apelles or Phydias.
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Those crazy Greeks!
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His land provides everything:
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wool, lemon, peppers:
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Looking for hen's milk? He'll have it:
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What was it like before?
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Believe me, you wouldn't have taken
apiece of bread from him:

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Now he's so rich, even he doesn 't know
how much he has:

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And, he thinks he's a poet!
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But there isn't a drop
of poetry in his verses.

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And do you know
what this bastard calls me?

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"Colleague", "Brother"...
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"Soul mates", he says.
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At his table I have the best seat.
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I drink his wine,
not what he serves the other guests.

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You've escaped torture
because you're a Roman citizen...

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but you'll get a beating from
my own slaves!

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Your mouth is a cesspool!
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You'll be flogged
and your back broken, you dog!

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I've already broken the back
of that pimp son of yours.

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I'll throw you in jail!
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You ought to be hanged!
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Never mind, even Venus was cross-eyed.

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