quis numeret caedes, aut nomine turbam exanimem signare queat? subit ordine nullo tergaque pectoraque et galeis inclusa relinquit murmura permiscetque vagos in sanguine manes: hunc temere explicitum stratis, hunc sero remissis gressibus illapsum clipeo et male tela tenentem, coetibus hos mediis vina inter et arma iacentes, acclines clipeis alios, ut quemque ligatum infelix tellure sopor supremaque nubes obruerat.
Who could number the carnage or put names to the lifeless throng? In no order he comes at backs and breasts, leaving murmurs stifled in the helmets and mingling wandering ghosts in blood. One was stretched carelessly on a couch, one with sagging steps had sunk at last upon his shield barely keeping hold of his weapons, others lay in groups amid wine and arms, others leaned on their shields, as unlucky sleep and the final cloud had bound each man and overwhelmed him on the ground.
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