My suit has nothing to do with the assault, or battery, or
poisoning, but is about three goats, which, I complain, have been
stolen by my neighbor. This the judge desires to have proved to
him; but you, with swelling words and extravagant gestures,
dilate on the Battle of Cannae, the Mithridatic war, and the
perjuries of the insensate Carthaginians, the Syllae, the Marii,
and the Mucii. It is time, Postumus, to say something about my
three goats.
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Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
That no king can corrupt.
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
That no king can corrupt.
I pleaded your cause, Sextus, having agreed to do so for two
thousand sesterces. How is it that you read more
I pleaded your cause, Sextus, having agreed to do so for two
thousand sesterces. How is it that you have sent me only a
thousand? "You said nothing," you tell me; "and this cause was
lost through you." You ought to give me so much the more,
Sextus, as I had to blush for you.
So wise, so grave, of so perplex'd a tongue,
And loud withal, that would not wag, not scarce
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So wise, so grave, of so perplex'd a tongue,
And loud withal, that would not wag, not scarce
Lie still without a fee.
It doth appear you are a worthy judge;
You know the law, your exposition
Hath been most read more
It doth appear you are a worthy judge;
You know the law, your exposition
Hath been most sound.
The judge's duty is to inquire about the time, as well as the
facts.
[Lat., Judicis officium est read more
The judge's duty is to inquire about the time, as well as the
facts.
[Lat., Judicis officium est ut res ita tempora rerum
Quaerere.]
Therefore I say again
I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul
Refuse you for my judge, whom read more
Therefore I say again
I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul
Refuse you for my judge, whom yet once more
I hold my most malicious for and think not
At all a friend to truth.
I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.
I've spent, I think, close to the last decade effortlessly and magically converting your tin cans into pure gold.
To offend and judge are distinct offices,
And of opposed natures.
To offend and judge are distinct offices,
And of opposed natures.
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
The hungry judges soon the sentence sign,
And wretches hang that jurymen may dine.
