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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="48" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>But<note anchored="true" type="sum" resp="ed" place="unspecified">Final
								Surrender of the Defenders.</note> the greatest of all the evils
							arising from the siege and the war was the famine which began to afflict
							both armies, whilst the Gauls were also visited with pestilence. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> They had their camp on low-lying ground between the hills, which had
							been scorched by the fires and was full of malaria, and the least breath
							of wind raised not dust only but ashes. </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Accustomed as a nation to wet and cold, they could not stand this at
							all, and tortured as they were by heat and suffocation, disease became
							rife among them, and they died off like sheep. They soon grew weary of
							burying their dead singly, so they piled the bodies into heaps and
							burned them indiscriminately, and made the locality notorious; it was
							afterwards known as the <foreign xml:lang="lat">Busta Gallica</foreign>. </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Subsequently a truce was made with the Romans, and with the sanction of
							the commanders, the soldiers held conversations with each other. The
							Gauls were continually bringing up the famine and calling upon them to
							yield to necessity and surrender. To remove this impression it is said
							that bread was thrown in many places from the Capitol into the enemies'
							pickets. </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> But soon the famine could neither be concealed nor endured any longer.
							So, at the very time that the Dictator was raising his own levy at
							Ardea, and ordering his Master of the Horse, L. Valerius, to withdraw
							his army from Veii, and making preparations for a sufficient force with
							which to attack </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> the enemy on equal terms, the army of the Capitol, worn out with
							incessant duty, but still superior to all human ills, had nature not
							made famine alone insuperable by them, were day by day eagerly watching
							for signs of any help from the Dictator. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> At last not only food but hope failed them. Whenever the sentinels went
							on duty, their feeble frames almost crushed by the weight of their
							armour, the army insisted that they should either surrender or purchase
							their ransom on the best terms they could, for the Gauls were throwing
							out unmistakable hints that they could be induced to abandon the siege
							for a moderate consideration. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> A meeting of the senate was now held, and the consular tribunes were
							empowered to make terms. A conference took place between Q. Sulpicius,
							the consular tribune, and Brennus, the Gaulish chieftain, and an
							agreement was arrived at by which 1000 lbs. of gold was fixed as the
							ransom of a people destined ere long to rule the world. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> This humiliation was great enough as it was, but it was aggravated by
							the despicable meanness of the Gauls, who produced unjust weights, and
							when the tribune protested, the insolent Gaul threw his sword into the
							scale, with an exclamation intolerable to Roman ears, “ <emph>Woe
								to the vanquished!</emph> ” </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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