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That such merit is mine I dare not presume to think; but still there is something within me that bids me hope that I may be able to glide prosperously down the stream of public estimation; or, in the words of Virgil, Celerare viam rumore secundo.

By the valor and favoring auspices of the Roman Empire. War was formerly carried on auspiciis Populi Rom. But after Augustus, auspiciis Imperatoris or Imperii Rom. Expeditionibus proeliis. Terminos. Cf. Fama, rumore. Synonyms. Also castris, armis. Cf. note, 30. Vota aperto. In frontem. Antith. to fugientibus. Hence==progredientibus. Hodie. To-day, i.e. in our present circumstances of prosperity.

Don't you know that I have nobody on my side at present but this respectable dowager on the first floor below? If she supposes that I am making all this racket over her head we shall be deadly enemies by to-morrow." "Zitto, zitto, piano, piano, Senza strepito e rumore," replied Marillac, putting his finger to his lips and lowering his voice. "What you say is a surprise to me.

Don't you know that I have nobody on my side at present but this respectable dowager on the first floor below? If she supposes that I am making all this racket over her head we shall be deadly enemies by to-morrow." "Zitto, zitto, piano, piano, Senza strepito e rumore," replied Marillac, putting his finger to his lips and lowering his voice. "What you say is a surprise to me.

Don't you know that I have nobody on my side at present but this respectable dowager on the first floor below? If she supposes that I am making all this racket over her head we shall be deadly enemies by to-morrow." "Zitto, zitto, piano, piano, Senza strepito e rumore," replied Marillac, putting his finger to his lips and lowering his voice. "What you say is a surprise to me.

Ergo egressi, ego veterum legatorum, vos priorum exercituum terminos, finem Britanniae non fama nec rumore, sed castris et armis tenemus. Inventa Britannia et subacta. Equidem saepe in agmine, cum vos paludes montesve et flumina fatigarent, fortissimi cujusque voces audiebam, Quando dabitur hostis, quando acies?