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Some fix it at 178 B.C.; others as late as 129 B.C. The earlier date is the more probable. We then have to ask when Hostius himself lived. Teuffel inclines to place him before Accius; but most commentators assign him a later date. A few lines are preserved in Macrobius, which seem to point to an early period, e.g. "non si mihi linguae Centum atque ora sient totidem vocesque liquatae," and again,
It is in things more serious than a play, that it may be truly said, Satis est equitem mihi plaudere. A true natural aristocracy is not a separate interest in the state, or separable from it. It is an essential integrant part of any large body rightly constituted. It is formed out of a class of legitimate presumptions, which, taken as generalities, must be admitted for actual truths.
'Man alone, says M. Bayle, 'that masterpiece of his Creator among things visible, man alone, I say, gives rise to great objections with regard to the oneness of God. Claudian made the same observation, unburdening his heart in these well-known lines: Saepe mihi dubiam traxit sententia mentem, etc.
His only failing was that which the monks regard as his finest quality, he was religious to excess, and this excess of religion went beyond the bounds where 'nequit consistere rectum'. But which is the better, to go beyond these bounds, or not to come up to them? I cannot venture to decide the question. Horace says, "Nulla est mihi religio!"
His soul also was blocked, choked up by all the deposit of his passions. But he knew that soon the chant of his new life would begin in triumphal fashion, and he said over to himself the words of the psalm: Cantate mihi canticum novum "Sing unto me a new song." Unfortunately for Augustin, his soul and its salvation was not his only care at Cassicium: he had a thousand others.
Te spectem suprema mihi cum venerit hora: Te teneam moriens deficiente manu." Here is the same "linked sweetness long drawn out" which gives such a charm to Gray's elegy. In other elegies, particularly those which take the form of idylls, giving images of rural peace and plenty, we see the quiet retiring nature that will not be drawn into the glare of Rome.
There was no holding of peace would serve. To hold my peace had been to grant myself faulty. To answer was every way full of danger. But God, which hath always given rile answer, helped me, or else I could never have escaped it. Ostendite mihi numisma censûs. Shew me, said he, a penny of the tribute money. They laid snares to destroy him, but he overturneth them in their own traps."
"My fate is sealed," he once said in his playful, authoritative way; "I cannot escape it." And remembering his not very far away Latin, he added: "Hodie mihi, cras tibi...." Early in September he made up his mind to go back to Flanders, although his airplane was not yet entirely repaired.
Nonne ego, cum lasso per Belgia stagna caballo Agmina liligeri fugeres victricia Galli, Ipse mei impositum dorso salientis equi te Hostibus eripui, salvumque in castra reduxi? Hæcne mihi meriti persolvis præmia tanti? Proh scelus! O Soceri rapti nequissime sceptri!"
When told, one day, of the unfavorable whispers, he smiled a little and answered his informant, whom he knew to be one of the whisperers himself, laying a hand kindly upon his shoulder: "Father Murphy," or whatever the name was, "your words comfort me." "How is that?" "Because 'Væ quum benedixerint mihi homines!"*
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