sic igitur secum curasque ita corde fatigat: quo, mens aegra, vocas? rursusne pericula sumam, non aequus regione loci? Capuaque vidente terga dabo? an, residens vicini vertice montis, exscindi ante oculos patiar socialia tecta?
Thus then he spoke to himself, and thus he turned over his anxious thoughts: Whither does my wavering purpose summon me? Shall I face the risk again, though the lie of the land is against me? Shall I turn my back, with Capua looking on? Or shall I sit here close by on the mountain and suffer the city of my allies to be sacked before my face?
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