Rare Is The Union Of Beauty And

What Day Is So Festal It Fails To Reveal Some Theft?

Limits The Romans' Anxieties To Two Things - Bread And Games.

The Smell Of Money Is Good, Come Whence It May. [alluding To Vespasian's Tax On Ordure.]

No One Every Suddenly Became Depraved.

Now That No One Buys Our Votes, The Public Has Long Since Cast Off Its Cares; For The People That Once Bestowed Commands, Consulships, Legions, And All Else, Now Meddles No More And Longs Eagerly For Just Two Things - Bread And Circuses.