O flos iuvenum spes laeta patris nec certa tuae data res patriae, rhetor Alethi: tu primaevis doctor in annis: tempore, quo te discere adultum non turpe foret, praetextate, iam genitori conlatus eras postque Paterae et praeceptor.
O flower of our youths and your fathers fair hope, though not your countrys abiding possession, Alethius the Rhetorician! In earliest years you were a teacher: at an age when it would have been no disgrace for you, a stripling, to have been learning still, ere you were come to manhoods estate, you were already held even a master equal to your father, and, afterwards, to Patera.
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