human
Crown your doors with bays![581] Lead to Jove's Capitol a huge and milk-white ox! Sejanus is being dragged along by the hook! a glorious sight! Every body is delighted.
gpt
What lips he had! and what a face! If you believe me, I never could endure this man!
human
But what was the charge under which he fell! Who was the accuser? what the information laid? By whose witness did he prove it?
gpt
Nothing of the sort! a wordy and lengthy epistle came from Capreæ.
human
That's enough! I ask no farther. But how does the mob of Remus behave!
gpt
Why, follow Fortune,[582] as mobs always do, and hate him that is condemned? That self-same people, had Tuscan Nurscia[583] smiled propitious on her countryman--had the old age of the emperor been crushed while he thought all secure--would in that very hour have saluted Sejanus as Augustus. Long ago they have thrown overboard all anxiety. For that sovereign people that once gave away military command, consulships, legions, and every thing, now bridles its desires, and limits its anxious longings to two things only--bread, and the games of the circus!
human
I hear that many are involved in his fall.
gpt
No doubt: the little furnace[584] is a capacious one; I met my friend Brutidius[585] at the altar of Mars looking a little pale!
human
But I greatly fear that Ajax, being baffled,[586] will wreak fearful vengeance, as having been inadequately defended. Let us rush headlong; and, while he still lies on the river-bank, trample on Cæsar's foe? But take care that our slaves witness the act! lest any of them should deny it, and drag his master to trial with a halter round his neck!