{ Or they, suspecting his ambitious aim,
{ In hate of kings shall cast anew the frame,
{ And thrust out Collatine,[502] that bore their name.
}
{ Thus, inborn broils the factions would engage,
{ Or wars of exiled heirs, or foreign rage,
{ Till halting vengeance overtook our age;
And our wild labours, wearied into rest,
Reclined us on a rightful monarch's breast.
———Pudet hæc opprobria, vobis