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Pharsalia Lucan 39-65

Book 6

 
' The chains were fallen from boastful Catiline. 1
 
' Him too I saw rejoicing, and the pair
 
' Of Marii, and Cethegus' naked arm.See Book II., 611.
 
' The Drusi, heroes of the people, joyed,
 
' In laws immoderate; and the famous pair The Gracchi, the younger of whom aimed at being a perpetual tribune, and was in some sort a forerunner of the Emperors.
 
' Of greatly daring brothers: guilty bands
 
' By bars eternal shut within the doors
 
' That close the prison of hell, applaud the fates,
 
'Claiming the plains Elysian: and the King
 
' Throws wide his pallid halls, makes hard the points
 
' Of craggy rocks, and forges iron chains,
 
' The victor's punishment. But take with thee
 
'This comfort, youth, that there a calm abode,
 
' And peaceful, waits thy father and his house.
 
' Nor let the glory of a little span
 
' Disturb thy boding heart: the hour shall come
 
' When all the chiefs shall meet. Shrink not from death,
 
' But glorying in the greatness of your souls,
 
' E'en from your humble sepulchres descend,
 
' And tread beneath your feet, in pride of place,
 
' The wandering phantoms of the gods of Rome.That is, the Caesars, who will be in Tartarus.
 
' Which chieftain's tomb by Tiber shall be laved,
 
' And which by Nile; their fate, and theirs alone,
 
' This battle shall decide. Nor seek to know
 
' From me thy fortunes: for the fates in time
 
' Shall give thee all thy due; and thy great sire,Referring probably to an episode intended to be introduced in a later book, in which the shade of Pompeius was to foretell his fate to Sextus.
 
' A surer prophet, in Sicilian fields
 
'Shall speak thy future-doubting even he
 
' What regions of the world thou shouldst avoid
 
' And what shouldst seek. O miserable race!
 
' Europe and Asia and Libya's plains,Cnaeus was killed in Spain after the battle of Munda; Sextus at Miletus; Pompeius himself, of course, in Egypt.
 
' Which saw your conquests, now shall hold alike
 
' Your burial-place-nor has the earth for you
 
' A happier land than this.'
 
His task performed,
 
He stands in mournful guise, with silent look
 
Asking for death again; yet could not die
 
Till mystic herb and magic chant prevailed.
 
For nature's law, once used, had power no more
 
To slay the corpse and set the spirit free.