hoc me teque decet? parce, precor, iocis; quaeso, pollicitam servet ad extimum oratoris opus cura modestiam, quo nil deterius, si fuerit simul in primis rigidus, mollis in ultimis.
Is this what becomes you and me? Refrain, I pray, from jesting; and please let your prose-writers efforts preserve to the end of his work the restraint he had promised: for nothing is worse than the orator who in the early stages begins with stern dignity and in the end collapses into disarray.
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