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Often on the road he looked back at the blue waters and lovely shores of that native land which he had been so proud to call his own, and, at last, addressing his companions in the words of the Roman poet, said sorrowfully, "Nos patriam fugimus et dulcia linquimus arva."
After these fragments, which occupy twenty-one pages of the MS. we have a piece without title or mention of its author, which is The Supper of Trimalcio. It begins thus: 'Venerat iam tertius dies, and ends with the words. 'tam plane quam ex incendio fugimus. This piece is complete by itself, and does not recur in the other extracts.
The complaint of the shepherd, who saw his old companion at ease in the shade, while himself was driving his little flock he knew not whither, is such as, with variation of circumstances, misery always utters at the sight of prosperity: Nos patriae fines, et dulcia linquimus arva; Nos patriam fugimus: Tu, Tityre, lentus in umbra Formosam resonare doces Amaryllida sylvas. Ec. i. 3.
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