_Por._ There fled the greatest soul that ever warm'd A Roman breast:-- From hence, let fierce contending nations know, What dire effects from civil discord flow: 'Tis this that shakes our country with alarms; And gives up Rome a prey to Roman arms; Produces fraud, and cruelty, and strife, And robs the guilty world of Cato's life. [_Exeunt omnes._ THE END. PRINTED BY J. SMITH.