The familiar epistles of M.T. Cicero Englished and conferred with the: French Italian and other translations
Cicero, Marcus Tullius., Webbe, Joseph.
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Cicero to Plancus Imperator. Epist. 19.

THough my desire was not, that you should thanke me; knowing, how exceeding thankefull, b••h in thought, and deedes thmselues, you are: yet, (I must confesse,) it contented me a∣boue measure. For I haue seene, as men with the eye behold obiects; that you loue me. Youle say, what did you be∣fore? To deale truelie, I alwayes saw it; but neuer more apparant. Your let∣ters are wondous well-come to the Se∣nate; aswell for the affaires themselues, which were waightie, and great; com∣passed by an inuincible spirit, and with deepe consideration: as also, for the grauitie of the words, and sentences. But, noble Plancus, striue to the vtmost of your power, to bring this warre to a period. Thu shall you arriue vnto the depth of fauour, and the height of glo∣ry. I wish all good vnto the Common∣wealth: but I giue you my faith, that finding my selfe now wearied out in conseuing her, I doe not much more seeke her profit, then your glorie. Of which the eternall gods hauing, as I hope, offered you all opportunitie; em∣brace it I beseech you For, it is he shall make an end of this most impious, and Page  520 dangerous warre; that subdues, Auo∣nius. Farewell.