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Pharsalia; Dramatic Episodes of the Civil Wars

BOOK VIII
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Rome herself Prays to be conquered.'" Hard the task imposed; Yet doffed his robe, and swift obeyed, the king Wrapped in a servant's mantle.

If a Prince For safety play the boor, then happier, sure, The peasant's lot than lordship of the world.
The king thus parted, past Icaria's rocks Pompeius' vessel skirts the foamy crags Of little Samos: Colophon's tranquil sea And Ephesus lay behind him, and the air Breathed freely on him from the Coan shore.
Cuidos he shunned, and, famous for its sun, Rhodos, and steering for the middle deep Escaped the windings of Telmessus' bay; Till rose Pamphylian coasts before the bark, And first the fallen chieftain dared to find In small Phaseils shelter; for therein Scarce was the husbandman, and empty homes Forbad to fear.

Next Taurus' heights he saw And Dipsus falling from his lofty sides: So sailed he onward.
Did Pompeius hope, Thus severed by the billows from the foe, To make his safety sure?
His little boat Flies unmolested past Cilician shores; But to their exiled lord in chiefest part The senate of Rome was drawn.

Celendrae there Received their fleet, where fair Selinus' stream In spacious bay gives refuge from the main; And to the gathered chiefs in mournful words At length Pompeius thus resolved his thoughts: "O faithful comrades mine in war and flight! To me, my country! Though this barren shore Our place of meeting, and no gathered host Surrounds us, yet upon our changed estate I seek your counsel.

Rouse ye as of yore With hearts of courage! Magnus on the field Not all is perished, nor do fates forbid But that I rise afresh with living hope Of future victories, and spurn defeat.
From Libyan ruins did not Marius rise Again recorded Consul on the page Full of his honours?
shall a lighter blow Keep Magnus down, whose thousand chiefs and ships Still plough the billows; by defeat his strength Not whelmed but scattered?
And the fame alone Of our great deeds of glory in the past Shall now protect us, and the world unchanged Still love its hero.
"Weigh upon the scales Ye chiefs, which best may help the needs of Rome, In faith and armies; or the Parthian realm Egypt or Libya.


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