LESSON II.—RHYTHM RESTORED.
"'Twas not the fame of what he once had been,
Or tales in records old and annals seen."
—Rowe cor.
"And Asia now and Afric are explored
For high-priced dainties and the citron board."
—Rowe cor.
"Who knows not how the trembling judge beheld
The peaceful court with arm~ed legions fill'd?"
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"With thee the Scythian wilds we'll wander o'er,
With thee the burning Libyan sands explore."
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"Hasty and headlong, different paths they tread,
As impulse blind and wild distraction lead."
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"But Fate reserv'd him to perform its doom,
And be the minister of wrath to Rome."
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"Thus spoke the youth. When Cato thus express'd
The sacred counsels of his inmost breast."
—Rowe cor.
"These were the rigid manners of the man,
This was the stubborn course in which they ran;
The golden mean unchanging to pursue,
Constant to keep the purpos'd end in view."
—Rowe cor.
"What greater grief can on a Roman seize,
Than to be forced to live on terms like these!"
—Rowe cor.
"He views the naked town with joyful eyes,
While from his rage an arm~ed people flies."
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"For planks and beams, he ravages the wood,
And the tough oak extends across the flood."
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"A narrow pass the horn~ed mole divides.
Narrow as that where strong Euripus' tides
Beat on Euboean Chalcis' rocky sides."
—Rowe cor.
"No force, no fears their hands unarm~ed bear,"—or,
"No force, no fears their hands unarm'd now bear,
But looks of peace and gentleness they wear."
—Rowe cor.
"The ready warriors all aboard them ride,
And wait return of the retiring tide."
—Rowe cor.
"He saw those troops that long had faithful stood,
Friends to his cause, and enemies to good,
Grown weary of their chief, and satiate with blood."
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