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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div xml:lang="eng" type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0016.tlg001.perseus-eng2"><div type="textpart" n="6" subtype="Book"><div type="textpart" n="12" subtype="chapter"><div n="1" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p><milestone unit="para"/>When the <name type="ethnic">Ionians</name> heard
                        this, they put themselves in <name type="pers">Dionysius</name>' hands. He
                        then each day put out to sea with ships in column, using the rowers to
                        pierce each other's line of ships,<note anchored="true" resp="ed">This
                           manoeuvre consisted in forcing a way through the enemy's line and
                           attacking the broadside or stern of his ships.</note> and arming the
                        fighting men on board; for the rest of the day he kept the fleet at anchor;
                        all day he made the <name type="ethnic">Ionians</name> work. </p></div><div n="2" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p>For seven days they obeyed him and did his bidding; but on the next day,
                        untried as they were in such labor and worn out by hard work and by the sun,
                        the <name type="ethnic">Ionians</name> began to say each to other: </p></div><div n="3" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> “Against what god have we sinned that we have to fulfill this task? We have
                        lost our minds and launched out into folly, committing ourselves into the
                        hands of this <name type="ethnic">Phocaean</name> braggart, who brings but
                        three ships; and having got us he afflicts us with afflictions incurable.
                        Many of us have fallen sick already, and many are likely to suffer the same
                        thing; instead of these ills, it would be better for us to suffer anything,
                        and endure this coming slavery, whatever it will be, rather than be
                        oppressed by that which is now upon us. Come, let us obey him no longer!”
                     </p></div><div n="4" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p>So they spoke, and from then on no man would obey. As if they were an army,
                        they raised tents on the island where they stayed in the shade, and they
                        were unwilling to embark upon their ships or to continue their exercises.
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