quid genus aut virtus aut optima profuit illi mater, et amplexum Caesaris esse focos? aut modo tam pleno fluitantia vela theatro, et per maternas omnia gesta manus? occidit, et misero steterat vicesimus annus: tot bona tam parvo clausit in orbe dies.
What availed him his lineage, his worth, the best of mothers? What availed him his union with the house of Caesar, or the rippling awnings of the theatre but now so thronged and all that his mothers influence had procured? He is dead, and the poor boys twentieth year was his fated term: within so brief a span did time confine such excellence.
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