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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 n="10" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="39" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He made fewer prisoners than his colleague, but slew a somewhat greater
							number. In both towns rich booty was secured. Then the consuls traversed
							Samnium in different directions; Carvilius, after ravaging the Atinate
							country, came to Cominium; Papirius reached Aquilonia, where the main
							army of the Samnites was posted. </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>For<note anchored="true" type="sum" resp="ed" place="unspecified">The
								Battle of Aquilonia.</note> some time his troops, while not quite
							inactive, abstained from any serious fighting. The time was spent in
							annoying the enemy when he was quiet, and retiring when he showed
							resistance —in threatening rather than in offering battle. </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> As long as this practice went on day after day, of beginning and then
							desisting, even the slightest skirmish led to no result. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The other Roman camp was separated by an interval of 20 miles, but
							Carvilius was guided in all his measures by the advice of his distant
							colleague; his thoughts were dwelling more on Aquilonia, where the state
							of affairs was so critical, than on Cominium, which he was actually
							besieging. Papirius was at length perfectly ready to fight, and he sent
							a message to his colleague announcing his intention, if the auspices
							were favourable, of engaging the enemy the next day, and impressing upon
							him the necessity of attacking Cominium with his full strength, to give
							the Samnites no opportunity of sending succour to Aquilonia. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The messenger had the day for his journey, he returned in the night,
							bringing word back to the consul that his colleague approved of his
							plan. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>Immediately after despatching the messenger Papirius ordered a muster of
							his troops, and addressed them preparatory to the battle. </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He spoke at some length upon the general character of the war they were
							engaged in, and especially upon the style of equipment which the enemy
							had adopted, which he said served for idle pageantry rather than for
							practical use. </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Plumes did not inflict wounds, their painted and gilded shields would be
							penetrated by the Roman javelin, and an army resplendent in dazzling
							white would be stained with gore when the sword came into play. </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> A Samnite army all in gold and silver had once been annihilated by his
							father, and those trappings had brought more glory as spoils to the
							victors than they had brought as armour to the wearers. </p></div><div n="13" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> It might, perhaps, be a special privilege granted to his name and family
							that the greatest efforts which the Samnites had ever made should be
							frustrated and defeated under their generalship and that the spoils
							which they brought back should be sufficiently splendid to serve as
							decorations for the public places in the City. </p></div><div n="14" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Treaties so often asked for, so often broken, brought about the
							intervention of the immortal gods, and if it were permitted to make to
							form any conjecture as to the feelings of the gods, he believed that
							they had never </p></div><div n="15" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> been more incensed against any army than against this one of the
							Samnites It had taken part in infamous rites and been stained with the
							mingled blood of men and beasts; </p></div><div n="16" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> it was under the two-fold curse of heaven, filled with dread at the
							thought of the gods who witnessed the treaties made with Rome and
							horror-struck at the imprecations which were uttered when all </p></div><div n="17" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> oath was taken to break those treaties, an oath which the soldiers took
							under compulsion and which they recall with loathing. They dread alike
							the gods, their fellow-countrymen, and. the enemy. </p></div></div><div n="40" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>These details the consul had gathered from information supplied by
							deserters, and his mention of them increased the exasperation of the
							troops. Assured of the favour of heaven and satisfied that humanly
							speaking they were more than a match for their foes, they clamoured with
							one voice to be led to battle, and were intensely disgusted at finding
							that it was put off till the morrow; they chafed angrily at the delay of
							a whole day and night. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>After receiving the reply from his colleague, Papirius rose quietly in
							the third watch of the night and sent a <foreign xml:lang="lat">pullarius</foreign> to observe the omens. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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