Mercy Otis Warren,
The Sack of Rome — Act III
“ These tears indulge, to bathe his sacred urn, And while they trickle o'er thy blooming cheek, Water the willows round thy father's tomb, Till the brave veteran Ætius shall chace The bold Petronius from the imperial throne. EudociaAh! Ætius!---Oh! happy Rome, if Ætius had liv'd. EdoxiaHad Ætius liv'd!---Just gods! what means Eudocia? Has the monster slain the noble Ætius, And rais'd so high the mounds of death around, That justice cannot reach a traitor's heart? ”
