Imperial Rome, the mistress of the world, Caesar and Pompey both to ruin hurled; Its Capitol there saw her master's end And lofty ranks exclude the name of friend. Too oft we quarrel, but to shew our might And bite him, vixen sets e'en dogs to fight.
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