tha has put it out of my hands; and has forced be useful to you. And served misery, a once race of illustrious monown, destitute of every y of begging foreign asas seized my throne and resses were all I had to s of the Roman commonto check the triumph of innocence. But, to peoost, Jugurtha has driven h the Senate and the peors; and, from which my your umbrage expelled Thus, Fathers, your kindad Jugurtha in injuring me,

reverse of fortune! Oh faequence of my generosity; ised to an equality with thy murderer of thy children? Numidia always be a scene of arthage remained, we suffered as is of hardships from their hostile ; our only powerful ally, the Rodistance. When that scourge of Afcongratulated ourselves on the proseace. But instead of peace, behold the a drenched with royal blood! and the onof its late king, flying from an adopted muring that safety in foreign parts, which he nd in his own kingdom.

Oh! whither shall I fly? If I return to the roymy ancestors, my father's throne is seized by the of my brother. What can I there expect, but that a should hasten to imbrue in iny blood, those bands abo are now reeking with my brother's? If I were to r's? efuge, or for assistance, to any other court, from w ace can I hope for protection, if the Roman commonweal

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eries of innocence expiring in agony nor the tears of pitying spectators, nor the majesty of the Roman commonwealth, nor the fear of the justice of his country, restrain the li centious and wanton cruelty of a monster, who, in confi. dence of his riches, strikes at the root of liberty, and sets mankind at defiance.

I conclude with expressing my hopes, that your wisdom and justice, fathers, will not, by suffering the attrocious and unexampled insolence of Caius Verres to escape due punishment, leave room to apprehend the danger of a total subversion of authority, and the introduction of general anarchy and confusion.

SECTION II.

CICERO'S ORATIONS.

Speech of ADHERBAL, to the Roman Senate, imploring their protection against JUGURTHA.

FATHERS!

It is known to you, that king Micipsa, my father, on his death bed, left in charge to Jugurtha, his adopted son, conjunctly with my unfortunate brother Hiempsal and myself, the children of his own body, the administration of the kingdom of Numidia, directing us to consider the senate and people of Rome as proprietors of it. He charged us to use our best endeavour to be serviceable to the Roman commonwealth; assuring us, that your protection would prove a defence against all enemies; and would be instead of armies, fortifications, and treasures, While my brother and I were thinking of nothing but how to regulate our selves according to the directions of our deceased father, Jugurtha,the most infamous of mankind! breaking through all ties of gratitude and of common humanity, and trampling on the authority of the Roman commonwealth, proeured the murder of my unfortunate brother; and has driven me from my throne and native country, though he knows I inherit, from my grandfather Massnissa, and my father Miscipsa, the friendship and alliance of the Romans.

For a prince to be reduced by villaný, to my distressful circumstances, is calamity enough; but my misfortunes are heightened by the consideration, that I find myself obliged to solicit your assistance, fathers, for the services done you by my ancestors, not for any I have been able to

render you in my own person. Jugurtha has put it out of my power to deserve any thing at your hands; and has forced me to be burdensome, before I could be useful to you. And yet, if I had no plea but my undeserved misery, a once powerful prince, the descendant of a race of illustrious monarchs, now without any fault of my own, destitute of every support, and reduced to the necessity of begging foreign assistance, against an enemy who has seized my throne and my kingdom, if my unequalled distresses were all I had to plead, it would become the greatness of the Roman commonwealth, to protect the injured, and to check the triumph of daring wickedness over helpless innocence. But, to peovoke your resentment to the utmost, Jugurtha has driven me from the very dominions, which the Senate and the people of Rome gave to my ancestors; and, from which my grandfather, and my father, under your umbrage expelled Syphax and the Carthagenians. Thus, Fathers, your kindness to our family is defeated; and Jugurtha in injuring me, throws contempt upon you.

O wretched prince! Oh cruel reverse of fortune! Oh father Micipsa! is this the consequence of my generosity; that he, whom thy goodness raised to an equality with thy own children, should be the murderer of thy children? Must, then, the royal house of Numidia always be a scene of havoc and blood? While Carthage remained, we suffered as was to be expected, all sorts of hardships from their hostile attacks; our enemy near; our only powerful ally, the Roman commonwealth at a distance. When that scourge of Africa was no more, we congratulated ourselves on the prospect of established peace. But instead of peace, behold the kingdom of Numidia drenched with royal blood! and the only surviving son of its late king, flying from an adopted murderer, and seeking that safety in foreign parts, which he cannot command in his own kingdom.

Whither, Oh! whither shall I fly? If I return to the royal palace of my ancestors, my father's throne is seized by the murderer of my brother. What can I there expect, but that Jugurtha should hasten to imbrue in my blood, those bands which are now reeking with my brother's? If I were to fly for refuge, or for assistance, to any other court, from what prince can I hope for protection, if the Roman commonwealth

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give me up? From my own family or friends I have no expectations. My royal father is no more. He is beyond the reach of violence, and out of hearing of the complaints of his unhappy son. Were my brother alive, our mutual sympathy would be some alleviation. But he is hurried out of life, in

his early youth, by the very hand which should have been the last to injure any of the royal family of Numidia. The bloody Jugurtha has butchered all whom he suspected to be in my interest. Some have been destroyed by the lingering torment of the cross. Others have been given a prey to wild beasts; and their anguish made the sport of men more cruel than wild beasts. If there be any yet alive, they are shut up in dungeons, there to drag out a life more intolerable than death itself.

Look down, illustrious senators of Rome! from that height of power to which you are raised, on the unexampled distres ses of a prince, who is, by the cruelty of a wicked intruder, become an outcast from all mankind. Let not the crafty insinuations of him who returns murder for adoption, prejudice your judgment. Do not listen to the wretch who has butchered the son and relations of a king, who gave him power to sit on the same throne with his own sons. I have been informed that he labours by his emissaries to prevent your determining any thing against him in his absence; pretending that I magnify my distress, and might for him have staid in peace in my own kingdom. But if ever the time comes, when the due vengeance from above shall overtake him, he will then dissemble as I do. Then he, who now, hardened in wickedness, triumphs over those whom his violence has laid low, will, in his turn, feel distress, and suffer for his im-pious ingratitude to my father, and his blood-thirsty cruelty to my brother.

Oh murdered, butchered brother! Oh dearest to my heart, now gone forever from my sight! but why should I lament his death? He is indeed deprived of the blessed light of heaven, of life and kingdom at once, by the very person who ought to have been the first to hazard his own life, in defence of any one of Micipsa's family. But, as things are, my brother is not so much deprived of these comforts, as delivered from terror, from flight, from exile, and the endless train of miseries which render life to me a burden. He lies full low,