Atque ea dum memorat, torvo conversus in ora Hannonis vultu, quem gliscens gloria pravum ductoris studio iam dudum agitabat acerbo: iamne tibi dextras inceptaque nostra probamus? iam fas Dardanio me non servire colono? anne iterum Hannibalem dedi placet? atra veneno invidiae nigroque undantia pectora felle, tandem tot titulis totque exorata tropaeis, infelix muta.
While speaking thus he directed fierce looks at Hanno,a whose crooked mind had long been tortured by the growing fame of Hannibal: Do you approve now of the deeds that our hands have wrought? Am I permitted now to refuse a Roman for my master? Or will you vote a second timeb for the surrender of Hannibal? Unhappy man, be softened at last by so many glorious trophies, and change that heart, so black with the poison of jealousy and so full of bitter gall.
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