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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=499001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mart. Epi. XLIII. Lib. I.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=499001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">MART. EPI. XLIII. LIB. I.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=499001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Conjugis audisset fatum cum Portia Bruti,<br> Et substracta sibi quaereret arma dolor,<br>Nondum scitis, ait, mortem non posse negari,<br> Credideram satis hoc vos docuisse patrem.<br>Dixit, et ardentes avido bibit ore favillas.<br> I nunc, et ferrum turba molesta nega.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=499001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> IN ENGLISH.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=499001" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When Portia her dear lord's sad fate did hear,<br>And noble grief sought arms were hid from her:<br>Know you not yet no hinderance of death is,<br>Cato, I thought, enough had taught you this,<br>So said, her thirsty lips drink flaming coales:<br>Go now, deny me steel, officious fools!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Richard+Lovelace">Richard Lovelace</a></strong></div>

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