inclitus ergo parens patriae, moderator et orbis, nil egit prohibendo vagas ne pristinus error crederet esse deum nigrante sub are formas, aut elementorum naturam, quae Patris ars est omnigeni, summa pro maiestate sacraret, vir solus cui cura fuit ne publica morum plaga cicatricem summa leviter cute clausam duceret, et latebram tabentis vulneris alte inpressam penitusque putri de pure peresam iuncta superficies medico fallente foveret, sed studuit quo pars hominis generosior intus viveret atque animam letali peste piatam nosset ab interno tutam servare veneno? illa tyrannorum fuerat medicina, videre quis status ante oculos praesentibus ac perituris conpeteret rebus, nec curam adhibere futuris.
Did the illustrious father of his country and ruler of the world achieve nothing, then, when he forbade old error to believe in shapes of gods that went about in the murky air, or to consecrate in place of the supreme majesty the elements which are the handiwork of the Father who created all? He was the one man whose care it was that, while the wound in the nations character showed outwardly a scar lightly healed on the skin, the union of the surface should not, because of the surgeons dishonesty, foster in secret a deep-seated wasting sore, all eaten away with putrefaction; but sought diligently to make mans nobler part within him live and know how to keep the soul that was cleansed of the deadly plague safe from internal poison. The treatment the usurpers applied before had been to see what order of affairs would meet the passing situation of the moment, and to take no trouble for the future.
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