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Procopius is closing his letter, anticipating that the recipient may mock his praise as sophistry and asking him not to force him to put the pain of silence into writing.
But perhaps you will laugh at this, since sheer sophistry blooms all over it, and you might even call me a sophist as a reproach. Yet I am not able not to admire beautiful things.Even if you fall silent, best of men, we speak opposite things.But do not give me trouble, as I seek to present in writing the grief that comes from silence.