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               </p><p>What a man, O ye immortal gods! and how great a man might you have been, if you
                    had been able to preserve the inclination you displayed that day;—we
                    should still have peace which was made then by the pledge of a hostage, a boy of
                    noble birth, the grandson of Marcus Bamballo. Although it was fear that was then
                    making you a good citizen, which is never a lasting teacher of duty; your own
                    audacity, which never departs from you as long as you are free from fear, has
                    made you a worthless one. Although even at that time, when they thought you an
                    excellent man, though I indeed differed from that opinion, you behaved with the
                    greatest wickedness while presiding at the funeral of the tyrant, if that ought
                    to be called a funeral. <milestone n="91" unit="section"/> All that fine
                    panegyric was yours, that commiseration was yours, that exhortation was yours.
                    It was you—you, I say—who hurled those firebrands, both
                    those with which your friend himself was nearly burned, and those by which the
                    house of Lucius Bellienus was set on fire and destroyed. It was you who let
                    loose those attacks of abandoned men, slaves for the most part, which we
                    repelled by violence and our own personal exertions; it was you who set them on
                    to attack our houses. And yet you, as if you had wiped off all the soot and
                    smoke in the ensuing days, carried those excellent resolutions in the Capitol,
                    that no document conferring any exemption, or granting any favor, should he
                    published after the ides of March. You recollect yourself, what you said about
                    the exiles; you know what you said about the exemption; but the best thing of
                    all was, that you forever abolished the name of the dictatorship in the
                    republic. Which act appeared to show that you had conceived such a hatred of
                    kingly power that you took away all fear of it for the future, on account of him
                    who had been the last dictator. <milestone n="92" unit="section"/>
                </p><p>To other men the republic now seemed established, but it did not appear so at all
                    to me, as I was afraid of every sort of shipwreck, as long as you were at the
                    helm. Have I been deceived? or, was it possible for that man long to continue
                    unlike himself? While you were all looking on, documents were fixed up over the
                    whole Capitol, and exemptions were being sold, not merely to individuals, but to
                    entire states. The freedom of the city was also being given now not to single
                    persons only, but to whole provinces. Therefore, if these acts are to
                    stand,—and stand they can not if the republic stands
                    too,—then, O conscript fathers, you have lost whole provinces; and not
                    the revenues only, but the actual empire of the Roman people has been diminished
                    by a market this man held in his own house. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="37"><p><milestone n="93" unit="section"/></p><p>Where are the seven hundred millions of sesterces which were entered in the
                    account-books which are in the temple of Ops? a sum lamentable indeed, as to the
                    means by which it was procured, but still one which, if it were not restored to
                    those to whom it belonged, might save us from taxes. And how was it, that when
                    you owed forty millions of sesterces on the fifteenth of March, you had ceased
                    to owe them by the first of April? Those things are quite countless which were
                    purchased of different people, not without your knowledge; but there was one
                    excellent decree posted up in the Capitol affecting king Deiotarus, a most
                    devoted friend to the Roman people. And when that decree was posted up, there
                    was no one who, amid all his indignation, could restrain his laughter.
                        <milestone n="94" unit="section"/> For who ever was a more bitter enemy to
                    another than Caesar was to Deiotarus? He was as hostile to him as he was to this
                    order, to the equestrian order, to the people of <placeName key="tgn,7008781">Massilia</placeName>, and to all men whom he knew to look on the republic
                    of the Roman people with attachment. But this man, who neither present nor
                    absent could ever obtain from him any favor or justice while he was alive,
                    became quite an influential man with him when he was dead. When present with him
                    in his house, he had called for him though he was his host, he had made him give
                    in his accounts of his revenue, he had exacted money from him; he had
                    established one of his Greek retainers in his tetrarchy, and he had taken
                        <placeName key="tgn,7006651">Armenia</placeName> from him, which had been
                    given to him by the senate. While he was alive he deprived him of all these
                    things; now that he is dead, he gives them back again. <milestone n="95" unit="section"/> And in what words? At one time he says, “that it
                    appears to him to be just,...” at another, “that it appears
                    not to be unjust...” What a strange combination of words! But while
                    alive (I know this, for I always supported Deiotarus, who was at a distance), he
                    never said that anything which we were asking for, for him, appeared just to
                    him. A bond for ten millions of sesterces was entered into in the women's
                    apartment (where many things have been sold, and are still being sold), by his
                    ambassadors, well-meaning men, but timid and inexperienced in business, without
                    my advice or that of the rest of the hereditary friends of the monarch. And I
                    advise you to consider carefully what you intend to do with reference to. this
                    bond. For the king himself, of his own accord, without. waiting for any of
                    Caesar's memoranda, the moment that her heard of his death, recovered his own
                    rights by his own courage and energy. <milestone n="96" unit="section"/> He,
                    like a wise man, knew that this was always the law, that those men from whom the
                    things which tyrants had taken away had been taken, might recover them when the
                    tyrants were slain. No lawyer, therefore, not even he who is your lawyer and
                    yours alone, and by whose advice you do all these things, will say that any
                    thing is due to you by virtue of that bond for those things which had been
                    recovered before that bond was executed. For he did not purchase them of you;
                    but, before you undertook to sell him his own property, be had taken possession
                    of it. He was a man—we, indeed, deserve to be despised, who hate the
                    author of the actions, but uphold the actions themselves. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="38"><p><milestone n="97" unit="section"/></p><p>Why need I mention the countless mass of papers, the innumerable autographs which
                    have been brought forward? writings of which there are imitators who sell their
                    forgeries as openly as if they were gladiators playbills. Therefore, there are
                    now such heaps of money piled up in that man's house, that it is weighed out
                    instead of being counted.<note anchored="true">This accidental resemblance to the
                        incident in the “Forty Thieves” in the
                        “Arabian Nights” is curious.</note> But bow blind is
                    avarice! Lately, too, a document has been posted up by which the most wealthy
                    cities of the Cretans are released from tribute; and by which it is ordained
                    that after the expiration of the consulship of Marcus Brutus, <placeName key="tgn,7012056">Crete</placeName> shall cease to be a province. Are you in
                    your senses.? Ought you not to be put in confinement? Was it possible for there
                    really to be a decree of Caesar's exempting <placeName key="tgn,7012056">Crete</placeName> after the departure of Marcus. Brutus, when Brutus had no
                    connection whatever with <placeName key="tgn,7012056">Crete</placeName> while
                    Caesar was alive? But by the sale of this decree (that you may not, O conscript
                    fathers, think it wholly ineffectual) you have lost the province of <placeName key="tgn,7012056">Crete</placeName>. There was nothing in the whole world
                    which any one wanted to buy that this fellow was not ready to sell. <milestone n="98" unit="section"/>
               </p><p>Caesar too, I suppose, made the law about the exiles which you have posted up. I
                    do not wish to press upon any one in misfortune; I only complain, in the first
                    place, that the return of those men has had discredit thrown upon it, whose
                    cause Caesar judged to be different from that of the rest; and in the second
                    place, I do not know why you do not mete out the same measure to all. For there
                    can not be more than three or four left. Why do not they who are in similar
                    misfortune enjoy a similar degree of your mercy? Why do you treat them as you
                    treated your uncle? about whom you refused to pass a law when you were passing
                    one about all the rest; and whom at the same time you encouraged to stand for
                    the censorship, and instigated him to a canvass, which excited the ridicule and
                    the complaint of every one. </p><p><milestone n="99" unit="section"/> But why did you not hold that comitia? Was it
                    because a tribune of the people announced that there had been an ill-omened
                    flash of lightning seen? When you have any interest of your own to serve, then
                    auspices are all nothing; but when it is only your friends who are concerned,
                    then you become scrupulous. What more? Did you not also desert him in the matter
                    of the septemvirate?<note anchored="true">The <foreign xml:lang="lat">septemviri</foreign>, at full length <foreign xml:lang="lat">septemviri
                            epulones</foreign> or <foreign xml:lang="lat">epulonum</foreign>, were
                        originally <foreign xml:lang="lat">triumviri</foreign>. They were first created
                        A. C. <date when="0198">198</date>, to attend to the <foreign xml:lang="lat">epulum Jovis</foreign>, and the banquets given in honour of the other
                        gods, which duty had originally belonged to the pontifices. Julius Caesar
                        added three more, but that alteration did not last. They formed a <foreign xml:lang="lat">collegium</foreign>, and were one of the four great religious
                        corporations at <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName> with the
                            <foreign xml:lang="lat">pontifices</foreign>, the <foreign xml:lang="lat">augures</foreign>, and the <foreign xml:lang="lat">quindecemviri</foreign>.
                        Smith, Dict. Ant. v. <foreign xml:lang="lat">Epulones</foreign>.</note>
                    “Yes, for he interfered with me.” What were you afraid of? I
                    suppose you were afraid that you would be able to refuse him nothing if he were
                    restored to the full possession of his rights. You loaded him with every species
                    of insult, a man whom you ought to have considered in the place of a father to
                    you, if you had had any piety or natural affection at all, You put away his
                    daughter, your own cousin, having already looked out and provided yourself
                    beforehand with another. That was not enough. You accused a most chaste woman of
                    misconduct. What can go beyond this? Yet you were not content with this. In a
                    very full senate held on the first of January, while your uncle was present, you
                    dared to say that this was your reason for hatred of Dolabella, that you had
                    ascertained that he had committed adultery with your cousin and your wife, Who
                    can decide whether it was more shameless of you to make such profligate and such
                    impious statements against that unhappy woman in the senate, or more wicked to
                    make them against Dolabella, or more scandalous to make them in the presence of
                    her father, or more cruel to make them at all? </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="39"><p><milestone n="100" unit="section"/></p><p>However, let us return to the subject of Caesar's written papers. How were they
                    verified by you? For the acts of Caesar were for peace's sake confirmed by the
                    senate; that is to say, the acts which Caesar had really done, not those which
                    Antonius said that Caesar had done. Where do all these come from? By whom are
                    they produced and vouched for? If they are false, why are they ratified? If they
                    are true, why are they sold? But the vote which was come to enjoined you, after
                    the first of June, to make an examination of Caesar's acts with the assistance
                    of a council. What council did you consult? whom did you ever invite to help
                    you? what was the first of June that you waited for? Was it that day on which
                    you, having traveled all through the colonies where the veterans were settled,
                    returned escorted by a band of armed men? </p><p>Oh what a splendid progress of yours was that in the months of April and May,
                    when you attempted even to lead a colony to <placeName key="perseus,Capua">Capua</placeName>! How you made your escape from thence, or rather how you
                    barely made your escape, we all know. <milestone n="101" unit="section"/> And
                    now you are still threatening that city. I wish you would try, and we should not
                    then be forced to say “barely.” However, what a splendid
                    progress of yours that was! Why need I mention your preparations for banquets,
                    why your frantic hard drinking? Those things are only an injury to yourself;
                    these are injuries to us. We thought that a great blow was inflicted on the
                    republic when the Campanian district was released from the payment of taxes, in
                    order to be given to the soldiery; but you have divided it among your partners
                    in drunkenness and gambling. I tell you, O conscript fathers, that a lot of
                    buffoons and actresses have been settled in the district of <placeName key="tgn,7003005">Campania</placeName>. Why should I now complain of what
                    has been done in the district of Leontini? Although formerly these lands of
                        <placeName key="tgn,7003005">Campania</placeName> and Leontini were
                    considered part of the patrimony of the Roman people, and were productive of
                    great revenue, and very fertile. You gave your physician three thousand acres;
                    what would you have done if he had cured you? and two thousand to your master of
                    oratory; what would you have done if he had been able to make you eloquent?
                    However, let us return to your progress, and to <placeName key="tgn,1000080">Italy</placeName>. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="40"><p><milestone n="102" unit="section"/></p><p>You led a colony to <placeName key="tgn,7004529">Casilinum</placeName>, a place
                    to which Caesar had previously led one. You did indeed consult me by letter
                    about the colony of <placeName key="perseus,Capua">Capua</placeName> (but I
                    should have given you the same answer about <placeName key="tgn,7004529">Casilinum</placeName>), whether you could legally lead a new colony to a
                    place where there was a colony already. I said that a new colony could not be
                    legally conducted to an existing colony, which had been established with a due
                    observance of the auspices, as long as it remained in a flourishing state; but I
                    wrote you word that new colonists might be enrolled among the old ones. But you,
                    elated and insolent, disregarding all the respect due to the auspices, led a
                    colony to <placeName key="tgn,7004529">Casilinum</placeName>, whither one had
                    been previously led a few years before; in order to erect your standard there,
                    and to mark out the line of the new colony with a plow. And by that plow you
                    almost grazed the gate of <placeName key="perseus,Capua">Capua</placeName>, so
                    as to diminish the territory of that flourishing colony. <milestone n="103" unit="section"/> After this violation of all religious observances, you
                    hasten off to the estate of Marcus Varro, a most conscientious and upright man,
                    at <placeName key="perseus,Casinum">Casinum</placeName>. By what right? with
                    what face do you do this? By just the same, you will say, as that by which you
                    entered on the estates of the heirs of Lucius Rubrius, or of the heirs of Lucius
                    Turselius, or of other innumerable possessions. If you got the right from any
                    auction, let the auction have all the force to which it is entitled; let
                    writings be of force, provided they are the writings of Caesar, and not your
                    own; writings by which you are bound, not those by which you have released
                    yourself from obligation. <milestone n="104" unit="section"/>
                </p><p>But who says that the estate of Varro at <placeName key="perseus,Casinum">Casinum</placeName> was ever sold at all? who ever saw any notice of that
                    auction? who ever heard the voice of the auctioneer? You say that you sent a man
                    to <placeName key="perseus,Alexandria">Alexandria</placeName> to buy it of
                    Caesar. It was too long to wait for Caesar himself to come! But who ever heard
                    (and there was no man about whose safety more people were anxious) that any part
                    whatever of Varro's property had been confiscated? What? what shall we say if
                    Caesar even wrote you that you were to give it up? What can be said strong
                    enough for such enormous impudence? Remove for a while those swords which we see
                    around us. You shall now see that the cause of Caesar's auctions is one thing
                    and that of your confidence and rashness is another. For not only shall the
                    owner drive you from that estate, but any one of his friends, or neighbors, or
                    hereditary connections, and any agent, will have the right to do so. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="41"><p>
               </p><p>But how many days did he spend reveling in the most scandalous manner in that
                    villa! From the third hour there was one scene of drinking, gambling, and
                    vomiting. Alas for the unhappy house itself! how different a master from its
                    former one has it fallen to the share of! Although, how is he the master at all?
                    but still by how different a person has it been occupied! For Marcus Varro used
                    it as a place of retirement for his studies, not as a theatre for his lusts.
                        <milestone n="105" unit="section"/> What noble discussions used to take
                    place in that villa! what ideas were originated there! what writings were
                    composed there! The laws of the Roman people, the memorials of our ancestors,
                    the consideration of all wisdom and all learning, were the topics that used to
                    be dwelt on then;—but now, while you were the intruder there (for I
                    will not call you the master), every place was resounding with the voices of
                    drunken men; the pavements were floating with wine; the walls were dripping;
                    nobly-born boys were mixing with the basest hirelings; prostitutes with mothers
                    of families. Men came from <placeName key="perseus,Casinum">Casinum</placeName>,
                    from <placeName key="perseus,Aquinum">Aquinum</placeName>, from <placeName key="tgn,7009877">Interamna</placeName> to salute him. No one was admitted.
                    That, indeed, was proper. For the ordinary marks of respect were unsuited to the
                    most profligate of men. <milestone n="106" unit="section"/> When going from
                    thence to <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName> he approached
                        <placeName key="perseus,Aquinum">Aquinum</placeName>, a pretty numerous
                    company (for it is a populous municipality) came out to meet him. But he was
                    carried through the town in a covered litter, as if he had been dead. The people
                    of <placeName key="perseus,Aquinum">Aquinum</placeName> acted foolishly, no
                    doubt; but still they were in his road. What did the people of <placeName key="perseus,Anagnia">Anagnia</placeName> do? who, although they were out of
                    his line of road, came down to meet him, in order to pay him their respects, as
                    if he were consul. It is an incredible thing to say, but still it was only too
                    notorious at the time, that he returned nobody's salutation; especially as he
                    had two men of <placeName key="perseus,Anagnia">Anagnia</placeName> with him,
                    Mustela and Laco; one of whom had the care of his swords, and the other of his
                    drinking-cups. </p><p><milestone n="107" unit="section"/> Why should I mention the threats and insults
                    with which he inveighed against the people of <placeName key="perseus,Teanum Sidicinum">Teanum Sidicinum</placeName>, with which he
                    harassed the men of <placeName key="perseus,Puteoli">Puteoli</placeName>,
                    because they had adopted Caius Cassius and the Bruti as their patrons? a choice
                    dictated, in truth, by great wisdom, and great zeal, benevolence, and affection
                    for them; not by violence and force of arms, by which men have been compelled to
                    choose you, and Basilus, and others like you both,—men whom no one
                    would choose to have for his own clients, much less to be their client himself.
                        </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="42"><p>
               </p><p>In the mean time, while you yourself were absent, what a day was that for your
                    colleague when he overturned that tomb in the forum, which you were accustomed
                    to regard with veneration! And when that action was announced to you,
                    you—as is agreed upon by all who were with you at the
                    time—fainted away. What happened afterward I know not. I imagine that
                    terror and arms got the mastery. At all events, you dragged your colleague down
                    from his heaven; and you rendered him, not even now like yourself, at all events
                    very unlike his own former self. <milestone n="108" unit="section"/>
                </p><p>After that what a return was that of yours to <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName>! How great was the agitation of the whole city! We
                    recollected Cinna being too powerful; after him we had seen Sulla with absolute
                    authority, and we had lately beheld Caesar acting as king. There were perhaps
                    swords, but they were sheathed, and they were not very numerous. But how great
                    and how barbaric a procession is yours! Men follow you in battle array with
                    drawn swords; we see whole litters full of shields borne along. And yet by
                    custom, O conscript fathers, we have become inured and callous to these things,
                    When on the first of June we wished to come to the senate, as it had been
                    ordained, we were suddenly frightened and forced to flee. <milestone n="109" unit="section"/> But he, as having no need of a senate, did not miss any of
                    us, and rather rejoiced at our departure, and immediately proceeded to those
                    marvelous exploits of his. He who had defended the memoranda of Caesar for the
                    sake of his own profit, overturned the laws of Caesar—and good laws
                    too—for the sake of being able to agitate the republic. He increased
                    the number of years that magistrates were to enjoy their provinces; moreover,
                    though he was bound to be the defender of the acts of Caesar, he rescinded them
                    both with reference to public and private transactions. </p><p>In public transactions nothing is more authoritative than law; in private affairs
                    the most valid of all deeds is a will. Of the laws, some he abolished without
                    giving the least notice; others he gave notice of bills to abolish. Wills he
                    annulled; though they have been at all times held sacred even in the case of the
                    very meanest of the citizens. As for the statues and pictures which Caesar
                    bequeathed to the people, together with his gardens, those he carried away, some
                    to the house which belonged to Pompeius, and some to Scipio's villa. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="43"><p><milestone n="110" unit="section"/></p><p>And are you then diligent in doing honor to Caesar's memory? Do you love him even
                    now that he is dead? What greater honor had he obtained than that of having a
                    holy cushion, an image, a temple, and a priest? As then <placeName key="tgn,1125260">Jupiter</placeName>, and Mars, and Quirinus have priests,
                    so Marcus. Antonius is the priest of the god Julius. Why then do you delay? why
                    are not you inaugurated? Choose a day; select some one to inaugurate you; we are
                    colleagues; no one will refuse. O you detestable man, whether you are the priest
                    of a tyrant, or of a dead man! I ask you then, whether you are ignorant what day
                    this is? Are you ignorant that yesterday was the fourth day of the Roman games
                    in the Circus? and that you yourself submitted a motion to the people, that a
                    fifth day should be added besides, in honor of Caesar? Why are we not all clad
                    in the praetexta? Why are we permitting the honor which by your law was
                    appointed for Caesar to be deserted? Had you no objection to so holy a day being
                    polluted by the addition of supplications, while you did not choose it to be so
                    by the addition of ceremonies connected with a sacred cushion? Either take away
                    religion in every case, or preserve it in every case. </p><p><milestone n="111" unit="section"/> You will ask whether I approve of his having
                    a sacred cushion, a temple and a priest? I approve of none of those things. But
                    you, who are defending the acts of Caesar, what reason can you give for
                    defending some, and disregarding others? unless, indeed, you choose to admit
                    that you measure every thing by your own gain, and not by his dignity. What will
                    you now reply to these arguments—(for I am waiting to witness your
                    eloquence; I knew your grandfather, who was a most eloquent man, but I know you
                    to be a more undisguised speaker than he was; he never harangued the people
                    naked; but we have seen your breast, man, without disguise as you are)? Will you
                    make any reply to these statements? will you dare to open your mouth at all? Can
                    you find one single article in this long speech of mine, to which you trust that
                    you can make any answer? However, we will say no more of what is past.
                        </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="44"><p><milestone n="112" unit="section"/></p><p>But this single day, this very day that now is, this very moment while I am
                    speaking, defend your conduct during this very moment, if you can. Why has the
                    senate been surrounded with a belt of armed men? Why are your satellites
                    listening to me sword in hand? Why are not the folding-doors of the temple of
                    Concord open? Why do you bring men of all nations the most barbarous, Ityrcans,
                    armed with arrows, into the forum? He says that he does so as a guard. Is it not
                    then better to perish a thousand times than to be unable to live in one's own
                    city without a guard of armed men? But believe me, there is no protection in
                    that;—a man must be defended by the affection and good will of his
                    fellow-citizens, not by arms. <milestone n="113" unit="section"/> The Roman
                    people will take them from you, will wrest them from ) our hands. I wish that
                    they may do so while we are still safe. But however you treat us, as long as you
                    adopt those counsels it is impossible for you, believe me, to last long. In
                    truth, that wife of yours, who is so far removed from covetousness, and whom I
                    mention without intending any slight to her, has been too long owing<note anchored="true">It has been explained before that Fulvia had been the widow
                        of Clodius and of Curio, before she married Antonius.</note> her third
                    payment to the state. The Roman people has men to whom it can entrust the helm
                    of the state; and wherever they are, there is all the defense of the republic,
                    or rather, there is the republic itself; which as yet has only avenged, but has
                    not reestablished itself. Truly and surely has the republic most high-born
                    youths ready to defend it,—though they may for a time keep in the
                    background from a desire for tranquillity, still they can be recalled by the
                    republic at any time. </p><p>The name of peace is sweet, the thing itself is most salutary. But between peace
                    and slavery there is a wide difference. Peace is liberty in tranquillity;
                    slavery is the worst of all evils,—to be repelled, if need be, not
                    only by war, but even by death. <milestone n="114" unit="section"/> But if those
                    deliverers of ours have taken themselves away out of our sight, still they have
                    left behind the example of their conduct. They have done what no one else had
                    done. <placeName key="tgn,2200724">Brutus</placeName> pursued Tarquinius with
                    war; who was a king when it was lawful for a king to exist in <placeName key="tgn,7013962">Rome</placeName>. Spurius Cassius, Spurius. Maelius, and
                    Marcus.<persName><surname>Manlius</surname></persName> were all slain because
                    they were suspected of aiming at regal power. These are the first men who have
                    ever ventured to attack, sword in hand, a man who was not aiming at regal power,
                    but actually reigning. And their action is not only of itself a glorious and
                    godlike exploit, but it is also one put forth for our imitation; especially
                    since by it they have acquired such glory as appears hardly to be bounded by
                    heaven itself. For although in the very consciousness of a glorious action there
                    is a certain reward, still I do not consider immortality of glory a thing to be
                    despised by one who is himself mortal. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="45"><p><milestone n="115" unit="section"/></p><p>Recollect then, O Marcus Antonius, that day on which you abolished the
                    dictatorship. Set before you the joy of the senate and people of <placeName key="tgn,7013962">Rome</placeName>; compare it with this infamous market
                    held by you and by your friends; and then you will understand how great is the
                    difference between praise and profit. But in truth, just as some people, through
                    some disease which has blunted the senses, have no conception of the niceness of
                    food, so men who are lustful, avaricious, and criminal, have no taste for true
                    glory. But if praise can not allure you to act rightly, still can not even fear
                    turn you away from the most shameful actions? You are not afraid of the courts
                    of justice. If it is because you are innocent, I praise you; if because you
                    trust in your power of overbearing them by violence, are you ignorant of what
                    that man has to fear, who on such an account as that does not fear the courts of
                    justice? <milestone n="116" unit="section"/>
                </p><p>But if you are not afraid of brave men and illustrious citizens, because they are
                    prevented from attacking you by your armed retinue, still, believe me, your own
                    fellows will not long endure you. And what a life is it, day and night to be
                    fearing danger from one's own people! Unless, indeed, you have men who are bound
                    to you by greater kindnesses than some of those men by whom he was slain were
                    bound to Caesar; or unless there are points in which you can be compared with
                    him. </p><p>In that man were combined genius, method, memory, literature, prudence,
                    deliberation, and industry. He had performed exploits in war which, though
                    calamitous for the republic, were nevertheless mighty deeds. Having for many
                    years aimed at being a king, he had with great labor, and much personal danger,
                    accomplished what he intended. He had conciliated the ignorant multitude by
                    presents, by monuments, by largesses of food, and by banquets; he had bound his
                    own party to him by rewards, his adversaries by the appearances of clemency. Why
                    need I say much on such a subject? He had already brought a free city, partly by
                    fear, partly by patience, into a habit of slavery. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="46"><p><milestone n="117" unit="section"/></p><p>With him I can, indeed, compare you as to your desire to reign; but in all other
                    respects you are in no degree to be compared to him. But from the many evils
                    which by him have been burned into the republic, there is still this good, that
                    the Roman people has now learned how much to believe every one, to whom to trust
                    itself, and against whom to guard. Do you never think on these things? And do
                    you not understand that it is enough for brave men to have learned how noble a
                    thing it is as to the act, how grateful it is as to the benefit done, how
                    glorious as to the fame acquired, to slay a tyrant? <milestone n="118" unit="section"/> When men could not bear him, do you think they will bear
                    you? Believe me, the time will come when men will race with one another to do
                    this deed, and when no one will wait for the tardy arrival of an opportunity. </p><p>Consider, I beg you, Marcus Antonius, do some time or other consider the
                    republic: think of the family of which you are born, not of the men with whom
                    you are living. Be reconciled to the republic. However, do you decide on your
                    conduct. As to mine, I myself will declare what that shall be. I defended the
                    republic as a young man, I will not abandon it now that I am old. I scorned the
                    sword of Catiline, I will not quail before yours. No, I will rather cheerfully
                    expose my own person, if the liberty of the city can her restored by my death. </p><p>May the indignation of the Roman people at last bring forth what it has been so
                    long laboring with. In truth, if twenty years ago in this very temple I asserted
                    that death could not come prematurely upon a man of consular rank, with how much
                    more truth must I now say the same of an old man? To me, indeed, O conscript
                    fathers, death is now even desirable, after all the honors which I have gained,
                    and the deeds which I have done. I only pray for these two things: one, that
                    dying I may leave the Roman people free. No greater boon than this can be
                    granted me by the immortal gods. The other, that every one may meet with a fate
                    suitable to his deserts and conduct toward the republic.</p></div></div><div type="textpart" n="3" subtype="speech"><head>THE THIRD PHILIPPIC, OR THIRD SPEECH OF M. T. CICERO AGAINST MARCUS ANTONIUS.</head><div type="textpart" subtype="argument" n="arg"><head>THE ARGUMENT.</head><p>After the composition of the last speech, Octavius, considering that he had
                        reason to be offended with Antonius, formed a plot for his assassination by
                        means of some slaves, which however was discovered. In the meantime,
                        Antonius began to declare more and more openly against the conspirators. He
                        erected a statue in the forum to Caesar, with the inscription, “To
                        the most worthy Defender of his Country.” Octavius, at the same
                        time, was trying to win over the soldiers of his uncle <persName><surname>Julius</surname></persName>, and outbidding Antonius in all his
                        promises to them, so that he soon collected a formidable army of veterans.
                        But as he had no public office to give him any color for his conduct, he
                        paid great court to the republican party, in hopes to get his proceedings
                        authorized by the senate; and he kept continually pressing Cicero to return
                        to <placeName key="tgn,7013962">Rome</placeName> and support him. Cicero,
                        however, for some time kept also suspecting partly his abilities, on account
                        of his exceeding youth and partly his sincerity in reconciling himself to
                        his uncle's murderers, however, at last he returned, after expressly
                        stipulating that Octavius should employ all his forces in defense of
                            <placeName key="tgn,2200724">Brutus</placeName> and his accomplices </p><p>Antonius left <placeName key="tgn,7013962">Rome</placeName> about the end of
                        September, in order to engage in his service four legions of Caesar's, which
                        were on their return from <placeName key="tgn,7006667">Macedonia</placeName>. But when they arrived at <placeName key="tgn,7004094">Brundusium</placeName> three of them refused to follow
                        him, on which he murdered all their centurions, to the number of three
                        hundred, who were all put to death in his lodgings in the sight of himself
                        and Fulvia his wife, and then returned to <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName> with the one legion which he had prevailed on while
                        the other three legions declared as yet for neither party. On his arrival in
                            <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName> he published many very
                        violent edicts, and summoned the senate to meet on the twenty-fourth of
                        October, then he adjourned it to the twenty eighth; and a day or two before
                        it met, he heard that two out of the three legions had declared for
                        Octavius, and encamped at Alba. And this news alarmed him so much, that he
                        abandoned his intention of proposing to the senate a decree to declare
                        Octavius a public enemy and after distributing some provinces among his
                        friends, he put on his military robes, and left the city to take possession
                        of Cisalpine Gaul which had been assigned to him by a pretended law of the
                        people' against the will of the senate. </p><p>On the news of his departure Cicero returned to <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName>, where he arrived on the ninth of December. He
                        immediately conferred with Pansa one of the consuls elect (Hirtius his
                        colleague was ill) as to the measures to be taken. He was again addressed
                        with earnest solicitations by the friends of Octavius, who, to confirm his
                        belief in his good intentions, allowed Casca, who had been of the slayers of
                        Caesar and had himself given him the first blow, to enter on his office as
                        tribune of the people on the tenth of December. </p><p>The new tribunes convoked the senate for the nineteenth on which occasion
                        Cicero had intended to be absent but receiving the day before the edict of
                        Decimus Brutus, by which he forbade Antonius to enter his province
                        (immediately after the death of Caesar he had taken possession of Cisalpine
                        Gaul, which had been conferred on him by Caesar) and declared that he would
                        defend it against him by force and preserve it in its duty to the senate, he
                        thought it necessary to procure for Brutus a resolution of the senate in his
                        favor. He went down therefore very early, and, in a very full house,
                        delivered the following speech.</p></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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