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Let us crown ourselves with roses, before they be withered: let no meadow escape our riot.
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Let none of us go without his part in luxury: let us everywhere leave tokens of joy: for this is our portion, and this our lot.
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Let us oppress the poor just man, and not spare the widow, nor honour the ancient grey hairs of the aged.
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But let our strength be the law of justice: for that which is feeble, is found to be nothing worth.
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Let us therefore lie in wait for the just, because he is not for our turn, and he is contrary to our doings, and upbraideth us with transgressions of the law, and divulgeth against us the sins of our way of life.