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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="6" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="22" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> They imagined that this would prevent the inferiority in numbers of
							their opponents from being in any way aided by the skill of their
							commander, which they looked upon as the sole ground of confidence for
							the Romans. </p></div></div><div n="23" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>The same eagerness for battle was felt by the Roman army and by Camillus'
							colleague. Nothing stood in the way of their hazarding an immediate
							engagement except the prudence and authority of one man, who was seeking
							an opportunity, by protracting the war, for aiding the strength of his
							force by strategy. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> This made the enemy more insistent; they not only deployed their lines
							in front of their camp, but even marched forward in the middle of the
							plain and showed their supercilious confidence in their numbers by
							advancing their standards close to the Roman intrenchments. </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> This made the Romans indignant, still more so L. Furius. Young and
							naturally hightempered, he was now infected with the hopefulness of the
							rank and file whose spirits were rising with very little to justify
							their confidence. </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He increased their excitement by belittling the authority of his
							colleague on the score of his age, the only possible reason he had for
							doing so; he declared that wars were the province of the younger men,
							for courage grows and decays in correspondence with the bodily powers.
						</p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> “Camillus,” he said, “once a most active warrior,
							had now become a laggard; he, whose habit it had been, immediately on
							arriving at camps or cities, to take them at the first assault, was now
							wasting time and stagnating inside his lines. What accession to his own
							strength or diminution of the enemy's strength was he hoping for? </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> What favourable chance, what opportune moment, what ground on which to
							employ his strategy? The old man's plans had lost all fire and life.
						</p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Camillus had had his share of life as well as glory. What was gained by
							letting the strength of a State which ought to be immortal share in the
							senile decay of one mortal frame?” </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>By speeches of this kind he had brought over the whole camp to his view
							and in many quarter they were demanding to be led to immediate battle.
							Addressing Camillus, he said: “M. Furius, we cannot resist the
							impetuosity of the soldiers, and the enemy to whom we have given fresh
							courage by our hesitation are now showing intolerable contempt for us.
							You are one against all; yield to the universal desire and allow
							yourself to be overcome in argument that you may the sooner overcome in
							battle.” </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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