My suit has nothing to do with the assault, or battery, or
poisoning, but is about three goats, which, I complain, have been
stolen by my neighbor. This the judge desires to have proved to
him; but you, with swelling words and extravagant gestures,
dilate on the Battle of Cannae, the Mithridatic war, and the
perjuries of the insensate Carthaginians, the Syllae, the Marii,
and the Mucii. It is time, Postumus, to say something about my
three goats.
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It doth appear you are a worthy judge;
You know the law, your exposition
Hath been most read more
It doth appear you are a worthy judge;
You know the law, your exposition
Hath been most sound.
I'm not final because I'm right, I'm right because I'm final.
I'm not final because I'm right, I'm right because I'm final.
I pleaded your cause, Sextus, having agreed to do so for two
thousand sesterces. How is it that you read more
I pleaded your cause, Sextus, having agreed to do so for two
thousand sesterces. How is it that you have sent me only a
thousand? "You said nothing," you tell me; "and this cause was
lost through you." You ought to give me so much the more,
Sextus, as I had to blush for you.
Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and
Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of read more
Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and
Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods.
There should be many judges, for few will always do the will of
few.
[It., Bisogna che i read more
There should be many judges, for few will always do the will of
few.
[It., Bisogna che i giudici siano assai, perche pochi sempre
fanno a modo de' pochi.]
He who the sword of heaven will bear
Should be as holy as severe;
Pattern in himself read more
He who the sword of heaven will bear
Should be as holy as severe;
Pattern in himself to know,
Grace to stand, and virtue go;
More nor less to others paying
Than by self-offenses weighing.
Shame to him whose cruel striking
Kills for faults of his own liking.
Art thou a magistrate? then be severe:
If studious, copy fair what time hath blurr'd,
Redeem truth read more
Art thou a magistrate? then be severe:
If studious, copy fair what time hath blurr'd,
Redeem truth from his jaws: if a soldier,
Chase brave employments with a naked sword
Throughout the world. Fool not, for all may have
If they dare try, a glorious life, or grave.
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
That no king can corrupt.
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
That no king can corrupt.
