<GetPassage xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0" xmlns="http://chs.harvard.edu/xmlns/cts">
            <request>
                <requestName>GetPassage</requestName>
                <requestUrn>urn:cts:latinLit:phi0914.phi001.perseus-eng3:6.33.11-6.34.10</requestUrn>
            </request>
            <reply>
                <urn>urn:cts:latinLit:phi0914.phi001.perseus-eng3:6.33.11-6.34.10</urn>
                <passage>
                    <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="33" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="11" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> it turned the gloomy forebodings of the Tusculans into the utmost
							cheerfulness, whilst the confidence which the Latins had felt in a
							speedy capture of the citadel, as they were already in possession of the
							town, sank into a faint and feeble hope of even their own safety. The
							Tusculans in the citadel gave a cheer, it was answered by a much louder
							one from the Roman army. </p></div><div n="12" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The Latins were hard pressed on both sides; they could not withstand the
							attack of the Tusculans charging from the higher ground, nor could they
							repel the Romans who were mounting the walls and forcing the gates. The
							walls were first taken by escalade, then the bars of the gates were
							burst. The double attack in front and rear left the Latins no strength
							to fight and no room for escape; between the two they were killed to a
							man. </p></div></div><div n="34" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>The<note anchored="true" type="sum" resp="ed" place="unspecified">The
								Licinian Laws.</note> greater the tranquillity which prevailed
							everywhere abroad after these successful operations so much the greater
							became the violence of the patricians and the miseries of the plebeians,
							since the ability to pay their debts was frustrated by the very fact
							that payment had become necessary. </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> They had no means left on which to draw, and after judgment had been
							given against them they satisfied their creditors by surrendering their
							good name and their personal liberty; punishment took the place of
							payment. </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> To such a state of depression had not only the humbler classes but even
							the leading men amongst the plebeians been reduced, that there was no
							energetic or enterprising individual amongst them who had the spirit to
							take up </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> or become a candidate even for the plebeian magistracies, still less to
							win a place amongst the patricians as consular tribune, an honour which
							they had previously done their utmost to secure. It seemed as though the
							patricians had for all time won back from the plebs the sole enjoyment
							of a dignity which for the last few years had been shared with them.
						</p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>As a check to any undue exaltation on the part of the patricians, an
							incident occurred which was slight in itself, but, as is often the case,
							led to important results. M. Fabius Ambustus, a patrician, possessed
							great influence amongst the men of his own order and also with the
							plebeians, because they felt that he did not in any way look down on
							them. His two daughters were married, the elder one to Ser. Sulpicius,
							the younger to C. Licinius Stolo, a distinguished man, but a plebeian.
						</p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The fact that Fabius did not regard this alliance as beneath him had
							made him very popular with the masses. The two sisters happened to be
							one day at Ser. Sulpicius' house, passing the time in conversation, when
							on his return from the Forum the tribune's apparitor gave the customary
							knocks on the door with his rod. The younger Fabia was startled at what
							was to her an unfamiliar custom, and her sister laughed at her and
							expressed surprise that she was ignorant of it. That laugh, however,
							left its sting in the mind of a woman easily excited by trifles. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> I think, too, that the crowd of attendants coming to ask for orders
							awoke in her that spirit of jealousy which makes every one anxious to be
							surpassed as little as possible by one's neighbours. It made her regard
							her sister's marriage as a fortunate one and her own as a mistake. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>Her father happened to see her whilst she was still upset by this
							mortifying incident and asked her if she was well. She tried to conceal
							the real reason, as showing but little affection for her sister and not
							much respect for her own husband. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> He kindly but firmly insisted upon finding out, and she confessed the
							real cause of her distress; she was unwed to one who was her inferior in
							birth, married into a house where neither honour nor political influence
							could enter. </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Ambustus consoled his daughter and bade her keep up her spirits; she
							would very soon see in her own house the same honours which she saw at
							her sister's. From that time he began to concert plans with his
							son-in-law; </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
                </passage>
            </reply>
            </GetPassage>