For example, Cyrus,1
in Xenophon, in that
discourse which he delivered when he was very
old and on his death-bed, says that he had never
felt that his old age was any less vigorous than his
youth had been. I remember that in my boyhood I
saw Lucius Metellus, who, four years after his second
consulship, became Chief Pontiff and held that
sacred office for twenty-two years, and I recall
that he enjoyed such great vigour of body to the end
of his days that he did not feel the loss of youth.
I need say nothing of myself in this connexion,
though to do so is an old man's privilege and permitted to one of my age.