ter denos numero, turmarum robora, iussus ipse legit; circa fremit indignata iuventus cetera, cur maneant castris ignavaque servent otia: pars sublime genus, pars facta suorum, pars sua, sortem alii clamant, sortem undique poscunt.
He himself, as ordered, chooses thirty men, the pick of the squadrons. Around him the rest of the warriors loudly protest: why should they remain in the camp keeping sluggish idleness? Some cry their high birth, some the deeds of their forbears, some their own, others the lot, on all sides they demand the lot.
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