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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="5" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="45" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> A considerable number were carried into the neighbourhood of Antium,
							where they were surrounded by the townsmen. A similar slaughter of
							Etruscans took place in the district of Veii. So far were these people
							from feeling sympathy with a City which for almost four centuries had
							been their neighbour, and was now crushed by an enemy never seen or
							heard of before, that they chose that time for making forays into Roman
							territory, and after loading themselves with plunder, intended to attack
							Veii, the bulwark and only surviving hope of the Roman name. </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The Roman soldiers at Veii had seen them dispersed through the fields,
							and afterwards, with their forces collected, driving their booty in
							front of them. </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Their first feelings were those of despair, then indignation and rage
							took possession of them. “Are even the Etruscans,” they
							exclaimed, “from whom we have diverted the arms of Gaul on to
							ourselves, to find amusement in our disasters?” </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> With difficulty they restrained themselves from attacking them.
							Caedicius, a centurion whom they had placed in command, induced them to
							defer operations till nightfall. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The only thing lacking was a commander like Camillus, in all other
							respects the ordering of the attack and the success achieved were the
							same as if he had been present. Not content with this, they made some
							prisoners who had survived the night's massacre act as guides, and, led
							by them, surprised another body of Tuscans at the salt works and
							inflicted a still greater loss upon them. Exultant at this double
							victory they returned to Veii. </p></div></div><div n="46" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>During<note anchored="true" type="sum" resp="ed" place="unspecified">Camillus appointed Dictator.</note> these days there was little
							going on in Rome; the investment was maintained for the most part with
							great slackness; both sides were keeping quiet, the Gauls being mainly
							intent on preventing any of the enemy from slipping through their lines.
							Suddenly a Roman warrior drew upon himself the admiration of foes and
							friends alike. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The Fabian house had an annual sacrifice on the Quirinal, and C. Fabius
							Dorsuo, wearing his toga in the “Gabine cincture,” <note anchored="true" n="11" resp="ed" place="unspecified">In the
									<emph>Gabine cincture</emph> the loose flowing toga was gathered
								up and wound round the body, allowing freer movement for the limbs.
								It was adopted in certain cults, especially those which were
								accompanied by marches and solemn dances.</note> and bearing in his
							hands the sacred vessels, came down from the Capitol, passed through the
							middle of the hostile pickets, unmoved by either challenge or threat,
							and reached the Quirinal. </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> There he duly performed all the solemn rites and returned with the same
							composed expression and gait, feeling sure of the divine blessing, since
							not even the fear of death had made him neglect the worship of the gods;
							finally he re-entered the Capitol and rejoined his comrades. Either the
							Gauls were stupefied at his extraordinary boldness, or else they were
							restrained by religious feelings, for as a nation they are by no means
							inattentive to the claims of religion. At Veii there was a steady
							accession of strength as well as courage. </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Not only were the Romans who had been dispersed by the defeat and the
							capture of the City gathering there, but volunteers from Latium also
							flocked to the place that they might be in for a share of the booty. The
							time now seemed ripe for the recovery of their native City out of the
							hands of the enemy. But though the body was strong it lacked a head.
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