Servius the king, who laid the solid base
On which o’er earth the vast republic spread.
Then the great consuls venerable rise.
The public Father[F] who the private quell’d,
As on the dread tribunal sternly sat.
He whom his thankless country could not lose,
Camillus, only vengeful to her foes.
Fabricius, scorner of all-conquering gold;
And Cincinnatus, awful from the plough.
Thy willing victim,[G] Carthage, bursting loose