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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="7" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="10" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The one was a creature of enormous bulk, resplendent in a many-coloured
							coat and wearing painted and gilded armour; the other a man of average
							height, and his arms, useful rather than ornamental, gave him quite an
							ordinary appearance. There was no singing of war-songs, <note anchored="true" n="6" resp="ed" place="unspecified">Compare the
								action of Taillefer before the battle ofSenlac.</note> no prancing
							about, no silly brandishing of </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> weapons. With a breast full of courage and silent wrath Manlius reserved
							all his ferocity for the actual moment of </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> conflict. When they had taken their stand between the two armies, while
							so many hearts around them were in suspense between hope and fear, the
							Gaul, like a great overhanging mass, held out his shield on his left arm
							to meet his adversary's blows and aimed a tremendous cut downwards with
							his </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> sword. The Roman evaded the blow, and pushing aside the bottom of the
							Gaul's shield with his own, he slipped under it close up to the Gaul,
							too near for him to get at him with his sword. Then turning the point of
							his blade upwards, he gave two rapid thrusts in succession and stabbed
							the Gaul in the belly and the groin, laying his enemy prostrate over a
							large extent of </p></div><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> ground. He left the body of his fallen foe undespoiled with the
							exception of his chain, which though smeared with blood he placed round
							his own </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> neck. Astonishment and fear kept the Gauls motionless; the Romans ran
							eagerly forward from their lines to meet their warrior, and amidst
							cheers and congratulations they conducted him to the </p></div><div n="13" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Dictator. In the doggerel verses which they extemporised in his honour
							they called him Torquatus (“adorned with a chain”), and
							this soubriquet became for his posterity a proud family </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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