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 1 I   |    noise of speech, songs, and cups, the crash of Campanian
 2 I   |        naked to fight amid the cups after the fashion of gladiators,
 3 I   | surprise at not perceiving the cups of the Sacred Legion. These
 4 I   |       the Sacred Legion. These cups, which bore an emerald vine
 5 I   |       of drinking out of these cups.~Accordingly they commanded
 6 I   |        they commanded that the cups should be brought. They
 7 I   |     explained to them that the cups were shut up in a temple.~“
 8 I   |       shouts, all crying:~“The cups! The cups!”~He began by
 9 I   |     all crying:~“The cups! The cups!”~He began by declaring
10 I   |      they were free! As to the cups of the Sacred Legion, they
11 I   |       expiring amid the broken cups. They demanded wine, meat,
12 I   |     javelin whistled among the cups, and piercing the Lybian’
13 IV  |   death, and they raised their cups in the direction of Carthage
14 VIII|     cool beverages from silver cups, playing at the cottabos,
15 VIII|      of songs, and clashing of cups.~Then, not knowing where
16 IX  |   looks strengthened them like cups of wine. A kind of emotion
17 XI  |    burning gardens amid fuming cups and my slaughtered slaves,
18 XIII|     flames pearls, gold vases, cups, torches, all their wealth;
19 XIV |    every moment he drank large cups of water.~But a man whom