previous next
[77] The whole truth, however, is in this verse, against1 which, I am told, the malicious and envious are wont to rail:
“Yield, ye arms, to the toga; to civic praises,2 ye laurels.
3 Not to mention other instances, did not arms yield to the toga, when I was at the helm of state? For never was the republic in more serious peril, never was peace more profound. Thus, as the result of my counsels and my vigilance, their weapons slipped suddenly from the hands of the most desperate traitors—dropped to the ground of their own accord! What achievement in war, then, was ever so great? What triumph can be compared with that?

1 Cicero's great victory.

2 The praises of Cicero for his overthrow of the conspiracy of Catiline.

3 The laurels of the triumphant general.

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.

An XML version of this text is available for download, with the additional restriction that you offer Perseus any modifications you make. Perseus provides credit for all accepted changes, storing new additions in a versioning system.

load focus Notes (Walter Miller, 1913)
load focus Introduction (Walter Miller, 1913)
load focus Latin (Walter Miller, 1913)
hide Display Preferences
Greek Display:
Arabic Display:
View by Default:
Browse Bar: