tantus tunc, Poene, fuisti! Dum se perculsi renovant in bella Latini, turbatus Iove et exuta spe moenia Romae pulsandi, colles Umbros atque arva petebat Hannibal, excelso summi qua vertice montis devexum lateri pendet Tuder, atque ubi latis proiecta in campis nebulas exhalat inertes, et sedet ingentem pascens Mevania taurum, dona Iovi; tum Palladios se fundit in agros Picenum dives praedae atque errantibus armis, quo spolia invitant, transfert populantia signa; donec pestiferos mitis Campania cursus tardavit bellumque sinu indefensa recepit.
So great wert thou then, O Hannibal! While the defeated Romans were preparing for a fresh campaign, Hannibal, rebuffed by Jupiters warning and hopeless of battering the walls of Rome, made for the hills and fields of Umbria, where Tuderc hangs on a high mountain-top and slopes down its side; and where Mevania, lying low on the wide plains, breathes forth sluggish mists and feeds mighty bulls for Jupiters altar.d Next he passed on over the land of Picenum, rich in olives, and took much booty; then he moved his plundering forces from place to place, wherever spoil attracted them, till mild Campania stopped his destructive raids and harboured the war in her undefended breast.
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