[ACT I.]
[Scene I.]
Enter Scipio[1] and Jugurtha.[2]
Scipio.
This hard and heavy task, the brunt of which
The Roman Senate gave me to sustain,
Hath brought me stress and toil to such a pitch
As quite unhinges my o'erburdened brain.
A war so long,—in strange events so rich,—
Wherein so many Romans have been slain,
Who dares presume to bring it to a close?