tali sublimis dono, nova tegmina latis aptat concutiens humeris celsusque profatur: heu quantum Ausonio sudabitis, arma, cruore! quas, belli iudex, poenas mihi, Curia, pendes! Iamque senescebat vallatus moenibus hostis, carpebatque dies urbem, dum signa manusque expectant fessi socias.
Proud of such a gift, the leader fitted the new armour to his broad shoulders with a clang. Then, with head held high, he spoke thus: Ah! what torrents of Roman blood will drench this armour! How great a penalty shall the Senate, the disposer of war,a pay to me! By now the beleaguered enemy was growing feebler, and time sapped the strength of the citizens, while they looked in their extremity for the eagles and troops of their ally.
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