Part 33 (1/2)

4. [INCERTI.]

Base man! and couldst thou think Cato alone Wants courage to be dry? and but him, none?

Look'd I so soft? breath'd I such base desires, Not proof against this Lybic sun's weak fires?

That shame and plague on thee more justly lie!

To drink alone, when all our troops are dry.

For with brave rage he flung it on the sand, And the spilt draught suffic'd each thirsty band

5. [INCERTI.]

[Death keeps off]

And will not bear the cry Of distress'd man, nor shut his weeping eye

6. [MAXIMUS.]

It lives when kill'd, and brancheth when 'tis lopp'd.

7. [MAXIMUS.]

Like some fair oak, that when her boughs Are cut by rude hands, thicker grows; And from those wounds the iron made Resumes a rich and fresher shade.

8. [GREGORY n.a.z.iANZEN.]

Patience digesteth misery.

9. [MARIUS VICTOR.]