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The Oration of C. Cotta the Consul to the People.
MAny dangers, most worthy Romans, have be∣fallen me in Peace, and as many Misfor∣tunes have I met with in War; of which, some I have been forc'd to undergo, others I have war∣ded off by the Assistance of the Gods and my own Vertue. In all which, neither my Courage was wanting to my Business, nor my Industry fail'd my Resolutions. Adversity and Prosperity made an Alteration in my Estate, but not of my Natural Inclinations. On the other side in these Calami∣ties all things deserted me, when Fortune left me. Moreover Old age, cumbersom of it self, re-doubles my cares: considering my self in that miserable Condition, that it is not permitted Me to hope for so much as an honest death. For if I have been the Parricide of your security, and being born by Restoration from Exile, have dishonour'd my Houshold Gods, my Country and the highest De∣gree of Magistracy, what Torment can be thought sufficient for Me living, or what punishment after my Decease? From my first years of Adolescency, your Eyes were still upon me both a private Per∣son, and a Public Magistrate: They who desir'd it had all my Elocution, my Advice, my Money at their Service; nor did I ever make a Crafty use of Eloquence to uphold the Knacks of Law, or Exercise my Parts in Mischief. But covetous of private favour, was forc'd to bow under the weight of ponderous Animosities for the good of the Commonwealth. At what time depress'd when she was quite subdu'd, and expecting dayly