William Ware,
Zenobia; or, the Fall of Palmyra
“ Gracchus and Calpurnius now joined us, each, like Fausta, arrayed in the armor of the Queen's cavalry.'Fausta,' said Gracchus hastily, 'the hour is come that we were at the camp; our horses wait us in the court-yard--let us mount. Farewell, Lucius Piso,' continued he, as we moved toward the rear of the palace; 'would you were to make one of our company; but as that cannot be, I bequeath to you my place, my honors, and my house. Be ready to receive us with large hospitality and a philosophical composure, when we return loaded with the laurels of victory and the spoils of your countrymen. ”
