Esquiline

What a curious party we must have made as we crossed the Esquiline Field in single file, the mourners first, carrying jars of incense, then the consul-elect, then me.

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We concealed gold and silver dishes beneath our clothes and walked as normally as we could to the house on the Esquiline and divested ourselves with a clatter.

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The Warden of Land and Sea had taken up residence again in his old house on the Esquiline Hill.

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We helped him into his chair and Cicero told the bearers to carry him to our old house on the Esquiline, next to the Temple of Tellus, into which Quintus had moved when Cicero moved out.

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But because of the fear of an ambush, he had to follow a circuitous route, along the Esquiline and down to the Via Sacra.

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All morning a steady procession of gifts and goodwill messages was carried up the Esquiline Hill—flowers, wine, cakes, olive oil—until the atrium looked like a market stall.

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I had roused myself at the crack of dawn to visit a noble and undeservedly neglected ruin at the summit of the Esquiline hill, known as the Nymphaeum or Temple of Minerva Medica.

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Today most of the Esquiline is off the tourist track, but it holds sundry charms.

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From the Nymphaeum, on the ancient site of the Gardens of Licinius, you pass through the Piazza Vittorio into the Gardens of Maecenas on the lower Esquiline, where you see the ruins of the Baths of Titus.

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But as we reached the brow of the hill, instead of turning right he pressed on toward the Esquiline Gate, and I realized to my amazement he intended to go outside the sacred boundary to the place where the corpses were burned—a spot he usually avoided at all costs.

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