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trod path of distant memory.
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It is heavy burden.
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Gaze at war's end. And weigh bitter cost of it.
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You do not believe that we can defeat Crassus?
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You are forever conjuring the impossible.
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And I would not wager against you in final gambit.
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Yet odds are not of a favor.
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No. They are not.
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I would offer drink to lift spirits,
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but I have turned from it of late.
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A thing not escaping notice.
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I too turned from wild pursuits.