MANY VOICES. That is our aim!

COEPARIUS. Is it for others' happiness and freedom
We stake our lives upon a throw of dice?

THE WHOLE GROUP. We want the spoils of victory!

CATILINE. Paltry race!
Are you the offspring of those ancient fathers?
To heap dishonor on your country's name,--
In such a way you would preserve its lustre!

LENTULUS. And you dare taunt us,--you who long since were
A terrifying token--

CATILINE. True, I was;
I was a terror to the good; and yet,
So paltry as you are was never I.

LENTULUS. Restrain your tongue; we brook no ridicule.

MANY. No, no,--we will not--

CATILINE. [Calmly.] So? You timid brood,--
You dare to think of doing something,--you?

LENTULUS. Ah, down with him!

MANY VOICES. Yes, down with Catiline!