Nam illa quidem piget dicere, his annis quindecim quam ludibrio fueritis superbiae paucorum, quam foede quamque inulti perierint vostri defensores, ut vobis animus ab ignavia atque socordia corruptus sit, qui ne nunc quidem, obnoxiis inimicis, exsurgitis atque etiam nunc timetis eos quibus decet terrori esse.
It grieves me to state certain facts: During the past fifteen years, you have been the plaything of a few men's insolence. Shamefully and without being avenged, your defenders have perished. Your spirit has been corrupted as a consequence of cowardice and indolence. Even now, you take no action when your enemies are at your mercy, and even now, you fear those in whom you should be inspiring fear.