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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div n="urn:cts:latinLit:phi0914.phi001.perseus-eng3" type="edition" xml:lang="eng"><div subtype="book" n="1" type="textpart"><div n="58" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> By this awful threat, his lust triumphed over her inflexible chastity,
							and Tarquin went off exulting in having successfully attacked her
							honour. <placeName key="tgn,2119029">Lucretia</placeName>, overwhelmed
							with grief at such a frightful outrage, sent a messenger to her father
							at <placeName key="tgn,7013962">Rome</placeName> and to her husband at
							Ardea, asking them to come to her, each accompanied by one faithful
							friend; it was necessary to act, and to act promptly; a horrible thing
							had happened. </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Spurius Lucretius came with Publius Valerius, the son of Volesus;
							Collatinus with Lucius Junius Brutus, with whom he happened to be
							returning to <placeName key="tgn,7013962">Rome</placeName> when he was
							met by his wife's messenger. They found <placeName key="tgn,2119029">Lucretia</placeName> sitting in her room prostrate with grief. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> As they entered, she burst into tears, and to her husband's inquiry
							whether all was well, replied, “No! what can be well with a woman
							when her honour is lost? The marks of a stranger Collatinus are in your
							bed. But it is only the body that has been violated the soul is pure;
							death shall bear witness to that. But pledge me your solemn word that
							the adulterer shall not go unpunished. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> It is Sextus Tarquin, who, coming as an enemy instead of a guest forced
							from me last night by brutal violence a pleasure fatal to me, and, if
							you are men, fatal to him.” </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> They all successively pledged their word, and tried to console the
							distracted woman , by turning the guilt from the victim of the outrage
							to the perpetrator, and urging that it is the mind that sins not the
							body, and where there has been no consent there is no guilt “It
							is for you,” she said, “to see that he gets his deserts:
						</p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> although I acquit myself of the sin, I do not free myself from the
							penalty; no unchaste woman shall henceforth live and plead <placeName key="tgn,2119029">Lucretia</placeName>'s example.” </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>She had a knife concealed in her dress which she plunged into her, heart,
							and fell dying on the floor. </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Her father and husband raised the death-cry.<note anchored="true" n="18" resp="ed" place="unspecified">As soon as life was extinct, those
								round the death-bed raised a loud cry of woe and called out the name
								of the deceased. For a similar custom among the Hebrews, comp. 2
								Sam. xviii. 33.</note>
						            </p></div></div><div n="59" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>Whilst<note anchored="true" type="sum" resp="ed" place="unspecified">The
								Expulsion of the Tarquins.</note> they were absorbed in grief,
							Brutus drew the knife from <placeName key="tgn,2119029">Lucretia</placeName>'s wound and holding it, dripping with blood,
							in front of him, said, “By this blood - most pure before the
							outrage wrought by the king's son —I swear, and you, 0 gods, I call to
							witness that I will drive hence Lucius Tarquinius Superbus, together
							with his cursed wife and his whole brood, with fire and sword and every
							means in my power, and I will not suffer them or any one else to reign
							in <placeName key="tgn,7013962">Rome</placeName>.” </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Then he handed the knife to Collatinus and then to Lucretius and
							Valerius, who were all astounded at the marvel of the thing, wondering
							whence Brutus had acquired this new character. They swore as they were
							directed; all their grief changed to wrath, and they followed the lead
							of Brutus, who summoned them to abolish the monarchy forthwith. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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