Croesus, king of Lydia, and the son, and the outstanding talent of outstanding beauty; But he could not speak. Employ every artifice to the doctor if they were, there is nothing, however, permitted. The capture of Sardis by Cyrus, Croesus, and drawing his sword, rushed at the soldiers. Then the boy was moved by the love, the greatest energy to speak to remove it. At length, with a loud voice he cried out, "Do not my father, Croesus interfeceris".
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