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Show ( I 2 2 ) For fhame forbear Valerius this reproach, To Valerius. Nor into our concernments make approach j M y Son affronted by th' Horatian blood, The crimes of his o w n Family withftood: . And now thou bafely wouldft to afhes turn Thofe 1_ aurels, which his conquering brows adorn: Thou who for fear didft from that thunder hide Thy head, wouldft him condemn of Paricide. Rome, canft thou fee him facrific'd, by w h om Thou haft the honor to be ftill calfd Rome ? Within the Roman Walls he cannot dye, Where his exploits ten thoufand voices cry 3 Nor in the fields which his victorious arm, Glutted with Sabine blood (which ftill is warm) Nor near thofe three new Tombs, which ftand t exprefe His courage, and our Nations happinefs. Rome will afford but a few ftanders by, And Alba, when they fee his Face will fly. Four of m y oft-fpring faw the morning Sun, (To the King. O f which Rome's intereft has left but one T o ferve vour felf, and Rome ; be pleas'd to give The Father leave to advife the Son to live. Horace, belitve not that the ftupid crowd, (To his Son. Fit Judges of true virtue are allow'd : Unceitain rumor from their groundlefs cries, Grows in one moment, in another dyes. D o like thy Anccftors, and then thy N a me Will be recorded in the books of Fame', Virtue and Honor lift themfelves too high, T o be the objefts of a Vulgar eye : Then hate not life, but for thy Country live, Thy King, and me, who thee that Life did give I And the refult of all I fay, is this, That Rome has fpoken in ray Voice, not his, VAL. f Sir fuffer me- (123) VAL. KING. What e^rh h,+u > A • Valer™*<> no replies; Bnr £?? l^ -,aWS °f Naturc did «ceed: But that high crime was afted by that hand By which our laws, and Rome it felf S a n d - And like a foul ingratitude 'twould ftow, ' - Now on my head two Diadems are feen • A 1 m y good fubjec|s may good wiftes bring, But f™itT °b/dkT fove their Kin| But tew that favor from the gods obtain Tofave one Kingdom, and another gain': And thofe whofe power makes the tawsobeyd Our bather Romulus his brother kill'd And on hisblood did Romes foundation build • W n t 7ef°.rJ i h 0 0 U th*y find a d i f f c ™ Fa e, W h o redeem d K m , and w h o did Rome create > Thy meritsif thou Iivft m ay higher elimbe, ' And ra.fe thy honor far above thy crime ; En;oy that life which refold RoJe and m e : Our felves w e muft condemn condemning thee. You and Valerius now like Friends ftall live, And each the others paffions may forgive ; Both may be well excus'd, for thine did move y*4 be advisd, too long to grieve, £To Sabma Uu On |