Letter 5041: I was unable to attend the Senate on the day when the son of Thalassius was released from the obligations of our...
I was unable to attend the Senate on the day when the son of Thalassius was released from the obligations of our rank, but I had already secured the hope of future action on his behalf through considerable personal recommendations among our friends. I do not claim credit for the success of the petition, however: the justice of the request and the force of your own intervention carried it through. My health, long tossed about, has at last settled into calm waters -- and I write this so that, cheered by the news of my recovery, you may return me an equal measure of joy from your own good fortune.
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Latin / Greek Original
Ego quidem senatui interesse non potui, quo die Thalassi filius dignitatis nostrae 20
muneribus exemptus est, sed spem futurae pro eo actionis non levi apud amicos com-
mendatione solidaveram. nec tamen impetrationis gratiam mihi vindico: iustitia po-
stulati et interventus tui desiderata promot;it. mea valetudo diu iactata tandem se
in tranquillum recepit; qnod eo scribo, ut auctus laetitia salutis meae parem volup-
tatem mihi de prosperis tuis referas. 25
LVim (LVII) a. 393.
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