Poor Torquatus Silanus is now a shade; he opened his veins a few days since.

Lecanius and Licinus will enter on the consulate with terror.

Old Thrasea will not escape death, for he dares to be honest.
Tigellinus is not able yet to frame a command for me to open my veins.
I am still needed not only as elegantiae arbiter, but as a man without whose counsel and taste the expedition to Achaea might fail.

More than once, however, I think that sooner or later it must end in opening my veins; and knowest thou what the question will be then with me ?--that Bronzebeard should not get my goblet, which thou knowest and admirest.
Shouldst thou be near at the moment of my death, I will give it to thee; shouldst thou be at a distance, I will break it.

But meanwhile I have before me yet Beneventum of the cobblers and Olympian Greece; I have Fate too, which, unknown and unforeseen, points out the road to every one.
"Be well, and engage Croton; otherwise they will snatch Lygia from thee a second time.