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According to one story he gave a great feast to his friends and offered a sacrifice; then when his friends went to rest he disappeared, and was no more seen. According to a story less dignified and better known Deus immortalis haberi Dum cupit Empedocles, ardentem frigidus Aetnam Insiluit. HOR. Ad Pisones, 464 sqq. "Eager to be deemed a god, Empedocles coldly threw himself in burning Etna."

They defended Robespierre and the Reign of Terror. The "Red Republic" openly flaunted its colors and hopes. The attack upon monarchy and the dynasty ranged itself, it is true, behind the parliamentary opposition, but like Galatea running away: "Et se cupit ante videri." It had succeeded well enough in making itself seen. The Government could no longer shut their eyes.

Sol equis iter repressit ungulis volantibus; Constitere amnes perennes, arbores vento vacant. This last passage affords us a glimpse of the way in which the poet worked up his original poems. -Constitit credo Scamander, arbores vento vacant, Thus in the Phoenix we find the line: -stultust, qui cupita cupiens cupienter cupit,

And as you seem so mighty fond of Latin, remember what Horace says Qui cupit opatam cursu contingere metam, Multa tulit fecitque puer, sudavit et alsit. Oh-h-h-h!"

Hoc urbis mores varios, hominumque recessus Indicat: ergo abeat qui cupit esse pius." During the eighteenth century Italy did not abound in poets or wits, and Master Pasquin seems to have shared in the dulness of the times.

The raison d'état is equally abandoned. Et se cupit ante videri. To commit a crime and emblazon it, there is the sum total of history. The king tattooes himself like the convict. Often when it would be to a man's greatest advantage to escape from the hands of the police or the records of history, he would seem to regret the escape so great is the love of notoriety. Look at my arm!

The female Cricket does not run to hide herself in the folds of her lettuce leaves; but she lifts the curtain a little, and looks out, and wishes to be seen: Et fugit ad salices, et se cupit ante videri. She flies towards the brake, but hopes first to be perceived, said the poet of the delightful eclogue, two thousand years ago. Sacred provocations of lovers, are they not in all ages the same?

And to what serve those great bastion farthingales, with which our ladies fortify their haunches, but to allure our appetite and to draw us on by removing them farther from us? "Et fugit ad salices, et se cupit ante videri." "Interdum tunica duxit operta moram."