At last, he could hold out no longer. "O mother," he said, "you have saved your country, but have lost your son!" Then he commanded his army to march back to the city of Antium.
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Rome was saved; but Coriolanus could never return to his home, his mother, his wife and children. He was lost to them.
SAVED BY A DOLPHIN
In the city of Corinth [Footnote: Cor'inth.] there once lived a wonderful musician whose name was Arion. [Footnote: A r_i_'on.] No other person could play on the lyre or sing so sweetly as he; and the songs which he composed were famous in many lands.
The king of Corinth was his friend. The people of Corinth never grew tired of praising his sweet music.
One summer he went over the sea to Italy; for his name was well known there, and many people wished to hear him sing.
He visited several cities, and in each place he was well paid for his music.
At last, having become quite rich, he decided to go home. There was a ship just ready to sail for Corinth, and the captain agreed to take him as a passenger.
The sea was rough. The ship was driven far out of her course. Many days passed before they came in sight of land.