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Caesar had been assassinated by Cassius and Brutus in the Capitol. "Brutus?" whispered Maro. "Then it is certainly over with the Caesars, just as the old Brutus made an end of the Kings!" And Brutus was flying to Hellas to rouse the Greeks against the Romans. "Long live Brutus!" they cried in the garden. "Then we shall live also!" said the pliant Flaccus.
Each of these was called a maro aurou, and was a kind of girdle artistically adorned with red, yellow, blue, and black feathers the red feathers being especially important which were consecrated and kept as sacred objects within the idols. They were worn by great personages on solemn occasions, and conferred upon their wearers a sacred and almost divine character.
The gentlemen cried out: ‘That is sure death, almost barrel to barrel!’ But I laughed to myself, for my friend Maro had taught me that the skin of a beast is no ordinary measure. You know, my friends, how Queen Dido sailed to Libya, and there with great trouble managed to buy a morsel of land, such as could be covered with a bull’s hide.90 On that tiny morsel of land arose Carthage!
He may, indeed, utter one word of remonstrance against literary and commercial piracy, like that first great sufferer by anti-copyright, Mr. Virgilius Maro, of Mantua "Hos ego versiculos emi, tulit alter honores." Or, in other words, I pay for every line and letter of Maga, and lo! Mr Bathyllus Reprint, of New York, carries off the sesterces!
The French-Frigate Shoal was seen on the 3rd; the weather proved bad, and they were unable to execute the work of examining this reef. The sea was breaking furiously upon it. On the 7th, the Maro Reef was made in latitude 25° 24' 29'' N., longitude 170° 43' 24'' W. Bottom was found at a distance of four miles from the reef, with forty-five fathoms of line.
"Can you not see it shining through her cheeks?" "Young sirs," said the Lady Lucia, with a happy smile, as she raised her daughter's hand, "now for your offers." It was a merry challenge, and shows how lightly they treated a sacred theme those days. First rose the grave senator, Aulus Valerius Maro by name.
And thus, according to the belief of the lazzaroni, that excellent Christian, P. Virgilius Maro, had stepped by mere succession and right of inheritance into his wicked old grandpapa's infernal powers and knowledge, both of which he exercised, doubtless, for centuries without blame, and for the benefit of the faithful. "Strange," &c.
There the emperor, limping slightly, came to meet Vergilius, and there, also, were the guests, seven in number: Appius and his mother, the Lady Lucia; Terentia, wife of the late Maecenas; Manius, an assessor in Judea; Hortensius, legate of Spain; Antipater, son of Herod the Great; and Aulus Valerius Maro, the senator.
"To be sure, we may say with Virgilius Maro, 'Fuimus Troes' and there 's the end of an auld sang. But houses and families and men have a' stood lang eneugh when they have stood till they fall with honour." "Waverley" ends like a fairy-tale, while real life ever ends like a Northern saga.
The only clothing they then wore was the MARO, a cloth made by themselves of the acacia bark. This they pass between the legs, and once or twice round the loins. The WYHEENES women formerly wore nothing but a short petticoat or kilt of the same material.
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