lined, as the harbours were, with large quays, in which were distinct
receptacles for sheltering from the weather two hundred and twenty
ships. Over these were magazines or storehouses, wherein was lodged
everything necessary for arming and equipping fleets. The entrance to
each of these receptacles was adorned with two marble pillars of the
Ionic order; so that both the harbour and the island represented on
each side two magnificent galleries. In the island was the admiral’s
palace; and as it stood opposite to the mouth of the harbour, he could
thence discover whatever was doing at sea, though no one could see what
was being transacted in the inward parts of the harbour. The merchants,
in like manner, had no prospect of the men-of-war, the two ports being
separated by a double wall, each having a particular gate that led to
the city, without passing through the other harbour. So that Carthage
may be divided into three parts: the harbour, which was double, and was
called Cothon, from the little island of that name; the citadel, named
Byrsa; and the city properly so called, where the inhabitants dwelt,
which lay round the citadel, and was called Megara.
The existence of Carthage constantly reminded the Romans of the fatal
days of Cannæ and Thrasymenus; Rome dreaded to see her rival rise
again from the state of humiliation to which her arms had reduced her.
To free themselves from all apprehension for the future, the senate
determined to annihilate Carthage, and sent thither a formidable army,
under the command of the two consuls. In this circumstance, we find one
of the most striking instances of political expediency overpowering the
sense of justice in a great mind. Cato the Censor, a wise, good, and
just man, was the principal promoter of this infamous infraction of the
rights of nations and humanity. To judge of Cato by all the other parts
of his character, we might as well expect to see Fénelon presiding over
an _auto-da-fè_, as to find the great censor constantly urging the
necessity for the destruction of Carthage.
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