The workes of Caius Crispus Salustius contayning the Conspiracie of Cateline The Warre of Iugurth. V. bookes of historicall fragments. II orations to Cæsar for the institution of a co[m]monwealth and one against Cicero.
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- The workes of Caius Crispus Salustius contayning the Conspiracie of Cateline The Warre of Iugurth. V. bookes of historicall fragments. II orations to Cæsar for the institution of a co[m]monwealth and one against Cicero.
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- Sallust, 86-34 B.C.
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- [London :: Printed by Elizabeth Allde,] Are to be sould at the Eagle and Child in Brittaines Burse by Tho: Walkley,
- 1629.
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"The workes of Caius Crispus Salustius contayning the Conspiracie of Cateline The Warre of Iugurth. V. bookes of historicall fragments. II orations to Cæsar for the institution of a co[m]monwealth and one against Cicero." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A11365.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed April 29, 2025.
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Page [unnumbered]
TO HIS FRIEND Mr. CROSSE, vpon his translation of SALVST.
CRosse, thou hast taught Salust our English tongue,
Nay to write to vs in a polisht stile;
A Master-piece became a penne so stronge▪
For few but thou these two could reconcile:
'Twas Natiue loue d••rst such a Geniu•• ••aise▪
To tell Romes vertue in our sluggish ••ayes.
In this thy Mappe the weakest eye may see▪
The trust of Friends, the force of gold and fate,
The curious w••bbes of humane policie,
How they supply, but not support a State;
Glorious foundations cemented with blood,
Though n••r so deepely laid, proue seldome good.
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See heere the horrid plots of faithlesse Kings,
Whose iealous feares ne'r wanted Instrument,
That durst attempt, protect such impious things:
See Rome, Heauens scourge, and yet not innocent,
Call'd to reuenge by Iustice, and by fate
Her selfe to raise, all else to ruinate.
If this well rendred please; then thanke his braines,
Who hath inricht thee with his studious paines.
Francis Wortley Knight Baronet.