atque ubi permissum, et sitiens se implevit imago, sic prior increpitat non miti Scipio vultu: taliane, o fraudum genitor, sunt foedera vobis? aut haec Sicania pepigisti captus in ora? bella tuus toto natus contra omnia pacta exercet Latio et, perruptis molibus, Alpes eluctatus adest, fervet gens Itala Marte barbarico, et refluunt obstructi stragibus amnes.
When leave was given and the thirsty ghost had drunk his fill, Scipio thus began to reproach him, frowning upon him: Is this the way, O father of lies, that Carthage keeps her treaties? Is this the compact you made when a prisoner in Sicily? Your son,b breaking all covenants, is waging war all over Italy; he has burst all barriers and fought his way over the Alps, and is upon us; all the land is ablaze with barbarous warfare, and our rivers run backwards, choked with corpses.
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