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"Caecina," says the historian, "having been sent on to explore the hidden recesses of the forest, and make bridges and conveyances over the waters of the bog and the insecure places in the plains, the soldiers reach the sad spot, hideous both in its appearance and from association." "Urbem / Romam a / principi/o re/ges habu/ere."
Not he; the man continued to strut about his library, in a huge toga as big as the Times newspaper, singing out, 'Oh! fortunatam natam me Consule Romam! and he mentioned the fact at all only for the sake of Natural Philosophers or of the curious in old women.
He also wrote three books of a poem on his Consulate, and sent them to Atticus; of which we have a fragment of seventy-five lines quoted by himself, and four or five other lines including that unfortunate verse handed down by Quintilian, "O fortunatum natam me consule Romam" unless, indeed, it be spurious, as is suggested by that excellent critic and whole-hearted friend of the orator's, M. Guéroult.
The well-known line which provoked the ridicule of critics like Juvenal and Quintilian, because of the unlucky jingle peculiarly unpleasant to a Roman ear: "O fortunatam natam me consule Romam!" expresses the sentiment which rhyme or no rhyme, reason or no reason he was continually repeating in some form or other to himself and to every one who would listen.
The firelight enabled him to read its page-heading, printed in thick, blunt type "King Lear"! These girls, the one of them about to visit unknown England, were reading Shakespeare together. "Urbem quam dicunt Romam" he felt a wild inclination to question them, to ask what they expected to learn of England from Shakespeare, and from that play of all others.
Drawn without respect of rank, as well as of sex and age, from every nation under heaven by an organized slave-trade, to which our late African one was but a tiny streamlet compared with a mighty river; a slave-trade which once bought 10,000 human beings in Delos in a single day; the 'servorum nationes' were the only tillers of the soil, of those 'latifundia' or great estates, 'quae perdidere Romam. Denied the rights of marriage, the very name of humanity; protected by no law, save the interest or caprice of their masters; subjected, for slight offences, to cruel torments, they were butchered by thousands in the amphitheatres to make a Roman holiday, or wore out their lives in 'ergastula' or barracks, which were dens of darkness and horror.
Romae Tibur amem ventosus, Tibure Romam. Carlyle in the moor was always sighing for the town, and in the town for the moor. During the first twenty years of his London life, in what he called "the Devil's oven," he is constantly clamouring to return to the den.
The prison is more ancient still however; it was built by the kings; and by the solidity of its walls, and depth of its dungeon, seems built for eternity. Was it not this place to which Juvenal alludes, when he says, Felicia dicas Tempora quæ quondam sub regibus atque tribunis Viderunt uno contentam carcere Romam. And it is in this horrible spot they shew you the miraculous mark of St.
Season with lemon and grated nutmeg to taste. Roll with your hand in granulated sugar. Make in small rings and bake on tin sheets in a quick oven. The dough should be soft as it can be handled. From MISS ELOISE L. ROMAM, of Maryland, Alternate Lady Manager.
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