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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div n="urn:cts:latinLit:phi0914.phi001.perseus-eng3" type="edition" xml:lang="eng"><div subtype="book" n="1" type="textpart"><div n="26" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> “I appeal.” The appeal was accordingly brought before the
							people. Their decision was mainly influenced by Publius Horatius the
							father, who declared that his daughter had been justly slain , had it
							not been so, he would have exerted his authority as a father in
							punishing his son. Then he implored them not to bereave of all his
							children the man whom they had so lately seen surrounded with such </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> noble offspring. Whilst saying this he embraced his son, and then,
							pointing to the spoils of the Curiatii suspended on the spot now called
							the <foreign xml:lang="lat">Pila Horatia</foreign>, he said: “Can you
							bear, Quirites, to see bound scourged, and tortured beneath the gallows
							the man whom you saw, lately, coming in triumph adorned with his
							foemen's spoils? Why, the Albans themselves could not bear the sight of
							such a </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> hideous spectacle. Go, lictor, bind those hands which when armed but a
							little time ago won dominion for the Roman people. Go, cover the head of
							the liberator of this City! Hang him on the fatal tree, scourge him
							within the <foreign xml:lang="lat">pomoerium</foreign> if only it be amongst
							the trophies of his foes or without if only it be amongst the tombs of
							the Curiatii! To what place can you take this youth where the monuments
							of his splendid exploits will not vindicate him from such a </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> shameful punishment?” The father's tears and the young soldier's
							courage ready to meet every peril were too much for the people. They
							acquitted him because they admired his bravery rather than because they
							regarded his cause as a just one. But since a murder in broad daylight
							demanded some expiation, the father was commanded to make an atonement
							for his son at the cost of </p></div><div n="13" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> the State. After offering certain expiatory sacrifices he erected a beam
							across the street and made the young man pass under it, as under a yoke,
							with his head covered. This beam exists to-day, having always been kept
							in repair by the State: it is called “The </p></div><div n="14" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Sister's Beam.” A tomb of hewn stone was constructed for Horatia
							on the spot where she was murdered. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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