fumantes taedas ac lata incendia passim et mille iniecere faces, nil nomine leti de superis queror: haud parvo data membra sepulcro nostra cremaverunt in morte haerentibus armis.
Smoking torches and a thousand fire-brands were hurled at the building, and the conflagration spread far. I have no grudge against the gods on the score of my death: by them my limbs were consigned for burning to no humble sepulchre, and I kept my armour in death.
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