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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="2" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="19" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The loss of country and fortune made them fight all the more
							desperately; for a short time they restored the battle, and the Romans
							who were opposed to them began to give ground. </p></div></div><div n="20" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>M. Valerius, the brother of Publicola, catching sight of the fiery young
							Tarquin conspicuous in the front line, dug spurs into his horse and made
							for him with levelled lance, eager to enhance the pride of his house,
							that the family who boasted of having expelled the Tarquins might </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> have the glory of killing them. </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Tarquin evaded his foe by retiring behind his men. Valerius, riding
							headlong into the ranks of the exiles, was run through by a spear from
							behind. This did not check the horse's speed, and the Roman sank dying
							to the ground, his arms falling upon him. </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> When the Dictator Postumius saw that one of his principal officers had
							fallen, and that the exiles were rushing on furiously in a compact mass
							whilst his men were shaken and giving ground, he ordered his own cohort
							—a </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> picked force who formed his bodyguard —to treat any of their own side
							whom they saw in flight as enemy. Threatened in front and rear the
							Romans turned and faced the foe, and closed their ranks. </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The Dictator's cohort, fresh in mind and body, now came into action and
							attacked the exhausted exiles with great slaughter. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Another single combat between the leaders took place; the Latin
							commander saw the cohort of exiles almost hemmed in by the Roman
							Dictator, and hurried to the front with some maniples of the reserves.
							T. Herminius saw them coming, and recognised Mamilius by his dress and
							arms. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He attacked the enemies' commander much more fiercely than the Master of
							the Horse had previously done, so much so, in fact, that he killed him
							by a single spear-thrust through his side. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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