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Palene: |
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Mountains and ravines: Scyllaeum was a desolate place. We were in despair. All except Spartacus. He had a plan for our escape. Far below in the port, were anchored the ships of the Cilician pirates. Spartacus and I climbed down the cliffs to meet their leader, Isoricus. |
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As we entered his tent we saw a handsome, olive-skinned man, lying on rich, embroidered cushions, while a beautiful slave-girl combed his long black hair and another brought him a silver goblet of sherbet. Isoricus greeted us like a courteous king. |
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Isoricus: |
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There you stand before me, |
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And you're slightly at a loss, |
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Now you know the seas are stormy, |
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And only I can get across, |
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You come to me to see if I can pull you through, |
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It can't be easy for a man like you, |
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To be in this situation, |
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I'd love to help you with a noble deed, |
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Deliver you in your hour of need, |
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To your final destination, |
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I try to do the best that I can, |
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Oh I try and I try, |
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'Cos I've always been a man you can count on. |
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So, trust me, |
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And I won't let you down, |
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'Cos my word is a by-word for honesty, |
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So trust me, |
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I won't let you down, |
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I'll get you where you want to go, oh! |
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That's the way it must be, |
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'Cos there isn't any doubt, |
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That I can get you out, |
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Yes I'm a man of honour, |
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So I guess you're gonna have to, |
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Trust me. |
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Call me sentimental, |
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I'm prepared to take a chance, |
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Just to cover incidentals, |
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I need a little in advance, |
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You know I'd love to give you my assistance free, |
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But it's not easy for a man like me, |
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With a business to take care of, |
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The cost of living only seems to rise, |
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But the cost of dying is what I advise, |
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You'd be wise to be aware of, |
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I try to do the best that I can, |
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Oh I try and I try, |
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'Cos you know that I'm a man of compassion. |
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So, trust me, |
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And I won't let you down, |
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'Cos my word is a by-word for honesty, |
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So trust me, |
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I won't let you down, |
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I'll get you where you want to go, oh! |
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That's the way it must be, |
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'Cos there isn't any doubt, |
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That I can get you out, |
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Yes I'm a man of honour, |
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So I guess you're gonna have to, |
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Trust me. |
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As I watch you walk away, |
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You wear an air of satisfaction, |
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'round here you're just a sideshow, |
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I'm the main attraction, |
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My word is a by-word, |
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For something that's for sure, |
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But honesty's a quality, |
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That I'm not famous for, |
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I mean what did you expect? |
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I'm a pirate for god's sake! |
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You've put your faith in me, |
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And it's the last mistake you'll make, |
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Trust me, trust me. |
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I hear that on your travels, |
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You've amassed yourself some treasure, |
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To take it off your hands, |
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Will be an honour and a pleasure, |
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But don't be too depressed, |
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That you've been cheated, robbed and lied to, |
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In desperate situations, |
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Men believe what they decide to, |
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And when I double cross you, |
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It's not because I hate you, |
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It's really nothing personal, |
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It's simply in my nature, |
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Trust me. |
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You made a wise decision, your future's set |
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This is one agreement you will not forget, |
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In a hurry I assure you, |
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We've made a deal and I guarantee, |
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You'll have a good reason to remember me, |
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In the days that lie before you, |
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I try to do the best that I can, |
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Oh I try and I try, |
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'Cos I've always been a man to rely on. |
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So, trust me, |
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And I won't let you down, |
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'Cos my word is a by-word for honesty, |
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So trust me, |
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I won't let you down, |
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I'll get you where you want to go, oh! |
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That's the way it must be, |
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'Cos there isn't any doubt, |
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That I can get you out, |
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Yes I'm a man of honour, |
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So I guess you're gonna have to, |
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Trust me. |
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Palene: |
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Isoricus demanded everything we had captured from the Romans in return for his help. The price was heavy but our hearts were light as we left the pirate's tent. |