iamque dolore furens ita secum immurmurat irae: obvia si primus nobis hic tela tulisset, nullane nunc Trebiae et Thrasymenni nomina? nulli lugerent Itali? numquam Phathontius amnis sanguinea pontum turbasset decolor unda? inventum, dum se cohibet, terimurque sedendo, vincendi genus; en quotiens, velut obvius iret, discinxit ratione dolos fraudesque resolvit! haec secum, mediam insomni cum bucina noctem divideret, iamque, excubias sortitus iniquas, tertius abrupta vigil iret ad arma quiete.
And now, wild with rage, Hannibal thus complained in his wrath: If I had met Fabius at first in battle, would the Trebia and Lake Trasimene never have become famous? would no Italians be mourning their dead? would the river of Phaethonb never have darkened the sea with its blood-stained waters? He has invented a new method of conquest: he holds his hand, and we are weakened by inaction. How often, pretending an attack, has he skilfully unmasked our plots and disclosed our stratagems! Thus the sleepless general pondered, when the bugle sounded the midnight hour, and when the third watch,c to whom the unwelcome duty was allotted, were roused from sleep to take up their arms.
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