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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="37" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> I remember what an outrage was committed by the young Sabines on a
							similar occasion, I shudder lest any ill-advised and reckless incident
							should occur. For our sakes, and yours, consuls, I thought it right to
							give you this warning. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> As far as I am concerned, it is my intention to start at once for home,
							lest, if I stay, I should be involved in some mischief either of speech
							or act.” With these words he departed. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>These vague hints, uttered apparently on good authority, were laid by the
							consuls before the senate. As generally happens, the authority rather
							than the facts of the case induced them to take even excessive
							precautions. A decree was passed that the Volscians should leave the
							City, criers were sent round ordering them all to depart before
							nightfall. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Their first feeling was one of panic as they ran off to their respective
							lodgings to take away their effects, but when they had started a feeling
							of indignation arose at their being driven away from the Games, from a
							festival which was in a manner a meeting of gods and men, as though they
							were under the curse of heaven and unfit for human society. </p></div></div><div n="38" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>As they were going along in an almost continuous stream, Tullius, who had
							gone on in advance, waited for them at the Ferentine Fountain. Accosting
							their chief men as they came up in tones of complaint and indignation,
							he led them, eagerly listening to words which accorded with their own
							angry feelings, and through them the multitude, down to the plain which
							stretched below the road. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> There he began a speech: “Even though you should forget the
							wrongs that <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName> has inflicted
							and the defeats which the Volscian nation has suffered, though you
							should forget everything else, with what temper, I should like to know,
							do you brook this insult of yesterday, when they commenced their Games
							by treating us with ignominy? </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Have you not felt that they have won a triumph over you today, that as
							you departed you were a spectacle to the townsfolk, to the strangers, to
							all those neighbouring populations; that your wives, your children, were
							paraded as a gazing-stock before men's eyes? </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> What do you suppose were the thoughts of those who heard the voice of
							the criers, those who watched us depart, those who met this ignominious
							cavalcade? What could they have thought but that there was some awful
							guilt cleaving to us, so that if we had been present at the Games we
							should have profaned them and made an expiation necessary, and that this
							was the reason why we were driven away from the abodes of these good and
							religious people and from all intercourse and association with them?
						</p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Does it not occur to you that we owe our lives to the haste with which
							we departed if we may call it a departure and not a flight? And do you
							count this City as anything else than the City of your enemies where had
							you lingered a single day you would all have been put to death? War has
							been declared against you to the great misery of those who have declared
							it if you are really men.” </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>So they dispersed to their homes, with their feelings of resentment
							embittered by this harangue. They so worked upon the feelings of their
							fellow-countrymen, each in his own city, that the whole Volscian nation
							revolted. </p></div></div><div n="39" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>By the unanimous vote of the states, the conduct of the war was entrusted
							to Attius Tullius and Cn. Marcius, the Roman exile, on whom their hopes
							chiefly rested. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He fully justified their expectations, so that it became quite evident
							that the strength of <placeName key="perseus,Rome">Rome</placeName> lay
							in her generals rather than in her army. He first marched against
							Cerceii, expelled the Roman colony and handed it over to the Volscians
							as a free city. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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