nil te permoveat magni vox rhetoris, oro, qui sub legati specie sacra mortua plorans ingenii telis et fandi viribus audet, heu, nostram temptare fidem nec te videt ac me devotos, Auguste, Deo, cui sordida templa clausimus et madidas sanie deiecimus aras.
Let not the voice of the great orator prevail on thee, I pray, when under the guise of a deputy he bemoans the fate of rites that are dead, and with all the weapons of his mind and powers of speech dares, alas! to attack our faith, not seeing that thou and I, Augustus, are vowed to God, in whose honour we have closed the foul temples and cast down the blood-soaked altars.
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