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LOLLINGDON DOWNS
Cotta
Rightly.
Lucius
Perhaps.
Cotta
We get no thanks.
Lucius
We strip the men for troops abroad
And leave the women and the slaves
For merchants and their kind. The graves
Of half each province line the road.
These people could not stand a day
Against the tribes, with us away.
Cotta
Rightly.
Lucius
Perhaps.
Cotta
Here comes the Chief.
