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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="25" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="13" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> His intention was to avoid any engagement in the flat country unless he
							was forced to fight, and to confine himself to checking their
							depredations; for as it was only by pillaging that they were able to
							maintain themselves, he thought that he could best crush them in this
							way. Accordingly he selected suitable ground for a stationary camp. </p></div></div><div n="26" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="1" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p>Whilst<note anchored="true" type="sum" resp="ed" place="unspecified">Marcus Valerius Corvus —Defeat of the Gauls.</note> the Romans were
							passing their time quietly at the outposts, a gigantic Gaul in splendid
							armour advanced towards them, and delivered a challenge through an
							interpreter to meet any Roman in single </p></div><div n="2" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> combat. There was a young military tribune, named Marcus Valerius, who
							considered himself no less worthy of that honour than T. Manlius had
							been. After obtaining the consul's permission, he marched, completely
							armed, into the open ground between the two </p></div><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> armies. The human element in the fight was thrown into the shade by the
							direct interposition of the gods, for just as they were engaging a crow
							settled all of a sudden on the Roman's helmet with its head towards his
						</p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> antagonist. The tribune gladly accepted this as a divinely-sent augury,
							and prayed that whether it were god or goddess who had sent the
							auspicious bird that deity would be gracious to him and help </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> him. Wonderful to relate, not only did the bird keep its place on the
							helmet, but every time they encountered it rose on its wings and
							attacked the Gaul's face and eyes with beak and talon, until, terrified
							at the sight of so dire a portent and bewildered in eyes and mind alike,
							he was slain by Valerius. Then, soaring away eastwards, the crow passed
							out of </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> sight. Hitherto the outposts on both sales had remained quiet, but when
							the tribune began to despoil his foeman's corpse, the Gauls no longer
							kept their posts, whilst the Romans ran still more swiftly to help the
							victor. A furious fight took place round the body as it lay, and not
							only the maniples at the nearest outposts but the legions pouring out
							from the camp joined in the </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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