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The Comedies of Terence

SCENE XIII.

George Colman translation

Syrus alone.

He’s gone—gone in—and faith no welcome roarer——

—Especially to Ctesipho.—But what

Can I do now; unless, till this blows over,

I sneak into some corner, and sleep off

This wine that lies upon my head?—I’ll do’t.

Exit reeling.

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