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Marcus Licinius CrassusMarcus Licinius Crassus (Approx 112 BC[?]-53 BC) was a powerful figure in Roman politics on account of his great wealth (he was nicknamed Dives, meaning "rich"). He acquired this wealth through traffic in slaves, the working of silver mines, and judicious purchases of lands and houses, especially those of proscribed citizens. Most famous was his acquisition of burning houses: when he received word that a house was on fire, he would arrive and purchase the (apparently lost) property for a modest sum, and then employ his army of 500 clients to put the fire out before much damage had been done.The proscription of Cinna forced him to flee to Spain. After Cinna's death he passed into Africa, and then to Italy, where he ingratiated himself with Sulla. Sent into battle against Spartacus, he gained a decisive victory, and was honored with a minor triumph. Soon afterwards he was elected consul with Pompey, and (70 BC) displayed his wealth by entertaining the populace at 10,000 tables, and distributing sufficient grain to last each family three months. In 65 he was censor, and in 60 he joined Pompey and Caesar in the coalition known as the First Triumvirate. In 55 he was again consul with Pompey, and a law was passed, assigning the provinces of the two Spains and Syria to the two consuls for five years. Crassus received Syria as his province, which promised to be an inexhaustible source of wealth. However he also sought military glory, and crossed the Euphrates in an attempt to conquer Parthia only to be defeated at Carrhae (53 BC), now Haran[?], Turkey, and taken prisoner by Surenas[?], the Parthian general, who put him to death by pouring molten gold down his throat. His head was cut off and sent to Orodes[?], the Parthian king. And I am sav'd!--
Where the first time I caught a glimpse of thee.
Where I and Martha for thy coming stay'd.
FAUST
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FAUST
Ah haste! For if thou still delayest,
So short a time away from me, and yet,
Why on thy neck so anxious do I feel--
From thy dear looks and words would o'er me steal?
Kiss me!
Thy love where hast thou left?
(She turns away from him.)
FAUST
Come! Follow me, my dearest love, be bold!
I but entreat thee now to follow me!
MARGARET
And thou wilt take me to thine arms again.
And dost thou know, love, whom thou wouldst set free?
FAUST
Come! come! already night begins to wane.
MARGARET
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Was it not given to thee and me--thee too?
Give me thy hand! It is no dream! 'Tis true!
Quick, wipe it off! Meseems that yet
Ah go/god.html">God! what hast thou done?
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MARGARET
No, thou must linger here in sorrow!
And thou to them must see
The best place give to my mother,
Me at some distance lay--
And the little one place on my right breast.
To nestle beside thee so lovingly,
A rapture I never again shall prove;
And thou dost spurn me, and back retreat--
If death lurk there!
And not one step beyond !--
Oh Henry! would that I could go with thee I
FAUST
Thou canst! But will it!
What boots it to escape? They lurk for mel
And with an evil conscience thereto !
And me they will catch, do what I may
FAUST
With thee will I abide.
MARGARET
Quick! Quick I
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