tribune of the people that the time of justice and of war were distinct things; and a third said that the noise of arms deafened the voice of laws, this man was not precluded from listening to the laws of civility and pure courtesy. Had he not borrowed from his enemies the custom of sacrificing to the Muses when he went to war, that they might by their sweetness and gaiety soften his martial and rigorous fury? Let us not fear, by the example of so great a master, to believe that there is something unlawful, even against an enemy, and that the common concern ought not to require all things of all men, against private interest: "Manente memoria, etiam in dissidio publicorum foederum, privati juris:" ["The memory of private right remaining even amid public dissensions."--Livy, xxv. 18.] "Et nulla potentia vires Praestandi, ne quid peccet amicus, habet;" ["No power on earth can sanction treachery against a friend." --Ovid, De Ponto, i. 7, 37.] and that all things are not lawful to an honest man for the service of his prince, the laws, or the general quarrel: "Non enim patria praestat omnibus officiis.... et ipsi conducit pios habere cives in parentes." ["The duty to one's country does not supersede all other duties. The country itself requires that its citizens should act piously toward their parents."--Cicero, De Offic., iii. 23.] Tis an instruction proper for the time wherein we live: we need not harden our courage with these arms of steel; 'tis enough that our shoulders are inured to them: 'tis enough to dip our pens in ink without dipping them in blood. If it be grandeur of courage, and the effect of a rare and singular virtue, to contemn friendship, private obligations, a man's word and relationship, for the common good and obedience to the magistrate, 'tis certainly sufficient to excuse us, that 'tis a grandeur that can have no place in the grandeur of Epaminondas' courage. I abominate those mad exhortations of this other discomposed soul, "Dum tela micant, non vos pietatis imago Ulla, nec adversa conspecti fronte parentes Commoveant; vultus gladio turbate verendos." ["While swords glitter, let no idea of piety, nor the face even of a father presented to you, move you: mutilate with your sword those venerable features "--Lucan, vii. 320.]