[ot] [{432}] From the red gash fall bigly——.—[MS. M.]
[ou] Like the last of a thunder-shower——.—[MS. M.]
[ov] The earth swims round him——.—[MS. M. erased.]
[ow] [{433}] Slaughtered to make a Roman holiday.—[MS. M. erased.]
[ox] Was death and life——.—[MS. M.]
[oy] My voice is much——.—[MS. M. erased.]
[oz] Yet the colossal skeleton ye pass.—[MS. M. erased.]
[pa] [{434}] The ivy-forest, which its walls doth wear.—[MS. M. erased.]
[512] Suetonius [Lib. i. cap. xlv.] informs us that Julius Cæsar was particularly gratified by that decree of the senate which enabled him to wear a wreath of laurel on all occasions. He was anxious not to show that he was the conqueror of the world, but to hide that he was bald. A stranger at Rome would hardly have guessed at the motive, nor should we without the help of the historian.
[pb] The Hero race who trod—the imperial dust ye tread.—[MS. M. erased.]