I felt that through me she was lost--dead! Days passed on; life weighed weary on me; the famine came.

You know in what way I determined that my career should close; the rumour of the Banquet of Famine reached you as it reached others!' 'It did,' replied the physician.

'And I see before me in your face,' he added, after a momentary pause, 'the havoc which that ill-omened banquet has worked.

My friend, be advised!--abandon for ever the turmoil of your Roman palace, and breathe in tranquillity the air of a country home.

The strength you once had is gone never to return--if you would yet live, husband what is still left.' 'Hear me,' pursued Vetranio, in low, gloomy tones.