Audivit torvo obtutu defixus et aegra expendit tacite cura secum ipse volutans, an tanti Carthago foret; sic deinde profatur: o dirum exitium mortalibus! o nihil umquam crescere nec magnas patiens exsurgere laudes, invidia! eversam iam pridem exscindere Romam atque aequasse solo potui, traducere captam servitum gentem Latioque imponere leges.
The general listened with a fixed and stern countenance. He kept silence and pondered anxiously in his heart, considering whether Carthage was worth so great a sacrifice. And then he spoke thus: How dreadful the doom that waits on mortal men! how envy ever stunts the growth of great deeds and nips them in the bud! Long ago I might have overthrown Rome and sacked the city and levelled her with the ground; I might have carried her people away into slavery and dictated conditions of peace.
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