tu namque, Postumi, dictator A. Postumium, quem ad generis penetraliumque sacrorum successionem propagandam genueras, cuius infantiae blandimenta sinu atque osculis foveras, quem puerum litteris, quem iuvenem armis instruxeras, sanctum fortem amantem tui pariter ac patriae, quia non tuo iussu, sed sua sponte praesidio progressus hostes fuderat, victorem securi feriri iussisti, et ad hoc peragendum imperium paternae vocis ministerio sufficere valuisti: nam oculos tuos certum scio clarissima in luce tenebris offusos ingens animi opus intueri nequivisse.
For you, Dictator Postumius, had a son, A. Postumius, whom you had begotten to propagate the succession of your line and inmost rites, whose infant blandishments you had fostered in your bosom with kisses, taught him letters as a boy, arms as a young man, blameless, brave, loving you as he loved his country: but because he went forth from his post and routed the enemy of his own motion and not by your bidding, you ordered the victor to be beheaded and your fortitude availed to the using of your paternal voice for the execution of this command; for I am well assured that your eyes, overspread with darkness in broadest day, could not look upon the mighty work of your spirit.
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