I would tell you, O Dolabella, what the fruit of good
actions is, if I did not see that you have already learnt it by experience
beyond all other men.
What day can you recollect in your whole life, as ever having beamed on you with
a more joyful light than the one on which, having purified the forum, having
routed the throng of wicked men, having inflicted due punishment on the
ringleaders in wickedness, and having delivered the city from conflagration and
from fear of massacre, you returned to your house? What order of society, what
class of people, what rank, of nobles even was there who did not then show their
zeal in praising and congratulating you? Even I, too, because men thought that
you had been acting by my advice in those transactions, received the thanks and
congratulations of good men in your name. Remember, I pray you, O Dolabella, the
unanimity displayed on that day in the theatre, when every one, forgetful of the
causes on account of which they had been previously offended with you, showed
that in consequence of your recent service they had banished all recollection of
their former indignation.