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C. Suetonius Tranquillus, Divus Julius (ed. Alexander Thomson), chapter 75 (search)
e vanquished party in the civil war, he showed a wonderful moderation and clemency. For while Pompey declared that he would consider those as enemies who did not take arms in defence of the republic, he desired it to be understood, that he should regard those who remained neuter as his friends. With regard to all those to whom he had, on Pompey's recommendation, given any command in the army, he left them at perfect liberty to go over to him, if they pleased. When some proposals were made at Ilerda Now Lerida, in Catalonia. for a surrender, which gave rise to a free communication between the two camps, and Afranius and Petreius, upon a sudden change of resolu* tion, had put to the sword all Caesar's men who were found in the camp, he scorned to imitate the base treachery which they had practised against himself. On the field of Pharsalia, he called out to the soldiers " to spare their fellow-citizens," and afterwards gave permission to every man in his army to save an enemy. None of t
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 4, line 1 (search)
s of Spanish tribes. The Celtiberi dwelt on the Ebro. swift, and Vettons lightly armed, And Celts who, exiled from their ancient home, Had joined 'Iberus' to their former name. Where the rich soil in gentle slope ascends And forms a modest hill, IlerdaLerida, on the river Segre, above its junction with the Ebro. Cinga is the modern Cinca, which falls into the Segre (Sicoris). stands, Founded in ancient days; beside her glides Not least of western rivers, Sicoris Of placid current, by a mighty their country and her broken laws. But Caesar, when from heaven fell the night, Drew round a hasty trench; his foremost rank With close array concealing those who wrought. Then with the morn he bids them seize the hill Which parted from the camp Ilerda's walls, And gave them safety. But in fear and shame On rushed the foe and seized the vantage ground, First in the onset. From the height they held Their hopes of conquest; but to Caesar's men Their hearts by courage stirred, and their good sword
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 4, line 121 (search)
s' thirsty reeds Shaped into fragile boats that swim his waves. The further bank thus gained, they haste to curve The fallen forest, and to form the arch By which imperious Sicoris shall be spanned. Yet fearing he might rise in wrath anew, Not on the nearest marge they place the beams, But in mid-field. Thus the presumptuous stream They tame with chastisement, parting his flood In devious channels out; and curb his pride. Petreius, seeing that all things gave way To Caesar's destiny, leaves Ilerda's steep, His trust no longer in the Roman world; And seeks for strength amid those distant tribes, Who, loving death, rush in upon the foe,Compare Book I., 520. And win their conquests at the point of sword. But in the dawn, when Caesar saw the camp Stand empty on the hill, ' To arms! ' he cries: ' No bridge nor ford; but stem with brawny arms ' The foaming river.' Rushing to the fray They dare the torrent they had feared in flight. Their arms regained, they race until the blood Throbs in th
M. Annaeus Lucanus, Pharsalia (ed. Sir Edward Ridley), book 4, line 254 (search)
But thou, Caesar, though losing of thy best, dost know The gods do favour thee. Thessalian fields Gave thee no better fortune, nor the waves That lave Massilia; nor on Pharos' main Didst thou so triumph. By this crime alone Thou from this moment of the better cause Shalt be the Captain. Since the troops were stained With foulest slaughter thus, their leaders shunned All camps with Caesar's joined, and sought again Ilerda's lofty walls; but Caesar's horse Seized on the plain and forced them to the hills Reluctant. There by steepest trench shut in, He cuts them from the river, nor permits Their circling ramparts to enclose a spring. By this dread path Death trapped his captive prey. Which when they knew, fierce anger filled their souls, And took the place of fear. They slew the steeds Now useless grown, and rushed upon their fate; Hopeless of life and flight. But Caesar cried: Hold back your weapons, soldiers, from the foe, Strike not the breast advancing; let the war ' Cost me no blood