Author Pentadius Another. The hand of sacred Cato bad to tear His breast, did start, and the made wound forbear, Then to the gash he said with angry brow, And is there ought great Cato cannot do? Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments