Oh that trustworthy right hand of Antonius, with
which he has murdered many citizens! Oh that regularly ratified and solemn
treaty which we made with the Antonii! Surely if Marcus shall attempt to violate
it, the conscientious piety of Lucius will call him back from such wickedness.
If there is any room allowed these men in this city, there will be no room for
the city itself. Place before your eyes, O conscript fathers, the countenances
of those men, and especially the countenances of the Antonii. Mark their gait,
their look, their face, their arrogance; mark those friends of theirs who walk
by their side, who follow them, who precede them. What breath reeking of wine,
what insolence, what threatening language do you not think there will be there?
Unless, indeed, the mere fact of peace is to soften, them, and unless you expect
that, especially when they come into this assembly, they will salute every one
of us kindly, and address us courteously.