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So that, at his bidding, the torturers brought forth the eldest of them, and tearing through his tunic, bound his hands and arms on each side with thongs.
12
And when they had laboured hard without effect in scourging him, they hurled him upon the wheel.
13
And the noble youth, extended upon this, became dislocated.
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And with every member disjointed, he exclaimed in expostulation,
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O most accursed tyrant, and enemy of heavenly justice, and cruel-hearted, I am no murderer, nor sacrilegious man, whom thou thus ill-usest; but a defender of the Divine law.
The Brenton translation of the Septuagint is in the public domain.