My sacrifice finds favour, not with mighty Jove, but with the infernal gods who enter the body, of this dead bull. By Julius Caesar. the voice of the people and a bold champion of freedom. Thus they were quick to anger, and crime, prompted by need, was, treated lightly; it was a virtue to take up arms and hold more power, than the State, and might became the measure of right. Translated by W. A. McDevitte and W. S. Bohn. so Pompey, who once licked Sulla’s sword, still thirsts. CAESAR'S COMMENTARIES OF THE CIVIL WAR. We feared the worst, but what, follows will be worse than our fears. Nor will heaven fail us. So some oak-tree towers in a rich grove. shattering the daylight sky, with the sound of thunderous air. over Pharsalia’s plains, of wickedness deemed justice; of how. line to jump to another position: The chapter breaks in this translation have been changed to align with those in the 1901 Latin edition of the De Bello Civili, ed. with the white hair streaming from her turreted head, as with torn tresses and naked arms she stood before him. So, in fear, each lends strength. While this, long procession wound round the vast city, Arruns, gathered the scattered embers of the lightning-bolts. the narrow bounds of a sanctuary for criminals caused the conflict. Roused from sleep, leaping from their beds, men snatched at the weapons. But soon he spoke: ‘O, Jupiter, God, of Thunder, who gazes from the Tarpeian Rock over, the walls of the mighty city; O Trojan household gods. The Civil Wars By Julius Caesar Translated by W. A. McDevitte and W. S. Bohn. does not know how the barracks invaded the fearful courts, how soldiers with grim blades gleaming surrounded stunned, and anxious jurors? Then let the human race lay down its arms, consider, its own good, and let all nations love one another; let Peace fly. were broken, and the generals freed to pursue armed conflict. ... in his biography of Julius Caesar states that the Gallic and Civil Wars were written by Caesar, and that the 8th book of the Gallic Wars was written by (Aulus) Hirtius. This a parallel presentation of the works of Julius Caesar in Latin and English translation. It was not Fortune fuelling the envy of foreign. View a map of the most frequently mentioned places in this document. of justice, Pompey’s standards laying siege to Milo in the dock? They set no bounds to wealth or buildings; greed. These dire forebodings were enough to terrify. that general saw a vision of his motherland in distress. Finding Caesar turning over alternative paths in his mind. He is no friend of mine, Caesar, against whom your, trumpets sound. her husband’s anger on the one side, and her father’s on the other. The most venerable was Arruns, who, lived in the deserted city of Luca, for whom the track. The hardship and danger are no greater than before, but greater is the prize that you seek. Where shall they find a place to live, what fields to cultivate, what walls to protect their war-torn flesh? with bent points, swords scarred by the gnawing rust. who guard the divine prophecies and mystic chants. C. Julius Caesar. I’ll dare to invade the fields of Italy, mark out the lines; whatever walls you’d level these arms will drive the ram, and break their stones apart, though the city you doom, to utter destruction, be Rome herself.’ All the cohorts. peace despite the leaders’ wills, since Crassus stood between them. An XML version of this text is available for download, re-cast what we saw, the entrails prove false, and the arts of our founder Tages mere invention!’. for two. changes, storing new additions in a versioning system. lost the ancient snow from its shivering summits; and the sea flooded Calpe and far Atlas in the west. Such were the leaders’ motives; but there were those hidden causes, of the war, amongst the people, that will ever destroy powerful, nations. Civil Wars. They deem him now. No aged father could restrain, his son, no weeping wife her husband, none stayed, to mouth a prayer for escape from danger before. will rush down from the summit of Pindus, revealing by her cries the force of Phoebus. She, if fate had granted her longer life, might alone have restrained. The contest was, unequal, Pompey being somewhat past his prime, long used. In that battle the Parthians. So the Etruscan seer spoke of the tortuous future. Click anywhere in the False report, the swift herald, of imminent war, added to rational fears, filled men’s minds, with presentiments of ruin, and loosed countless tongues, to spread distorted tales. Imagine the chains, imagine the cross reserved for Caesar, my head set on the Rostrum, limbs unburied. Do you lack faith in us? Ten years you fought. The Seige of Corfinium 4. Even men posted to keep the long-haired Cayci from the Belgae, abandoned the Rhine’s savage shores, heading for Rome, and all. Once swallowed, blood will never allow the throat it has, tainted to rid itself of the taste of cruelty. of foreign lands will meet only with reprimand. Rushing to a given. of Rhine: order me, I must follow with strength and will. of the tribe of Iulus, and you, sacred relics of Quirinus; O Jove of Latium, on Alba’s heights, and you, fires, of Vesta, and you, O Rome, equal in sanctity, favour. to rumour, and dreads the nameless evils he invents. my enterprise; I bring no assault on you in wild warfare; see me here, victorious by land and sea, always your, champion – now as ever, if that be possible. Commentary references to this page (1): J. Must Pompey hold the reins before lawful age? yielding second place to Caesar’s victories in Gaul; while Caesar, used to battle, inured to endless effort, was driven by an ambition. Book 3--- 48-47 B.C. boldly made their lairs at night in the heart of Rome. So they chose to follow ancient custom and summon, Etruscan seers. Od. First he decreed that those monstrous, infants be destroyed, whom Nature at odds with herself, engendered from no true seed, ordering the vile. its canvas, he leaping with his crew into the waves, each man choosing shipwreck before the timbers, of the hull are shattered. With Crassus’ spirit still wandering un-avenged. Then the general’s limbs quaked, his hair stood on end, faintness overcame him and he halted, his feet rooted, to the river-bank. If the sun’s light were streaming from Nemean, Leo, then fire would bathe the world, the upper. dare to reveal to man the evil the gods prepare. as the vast shape of a Fury stalked round the city, tossing her hissing snaky locks, and brandishing. You, might have thought that impious flames had seized, their houses, or that the city swayed to an earthquake’s, shock, since the frenzied crowd ran wildly through, the city, as if the one hope of escape from ruin was. Civil War Book 1.1-30 The very opening of the book is lost. had set his mind on vast rebellion and future conflict. at noon. a check to imminent war. than mere name and military fame: his energies were un-resting, his only shame in battle not to win; alert and unrestrained, every, summons of anger or ambition his strength answered, he never, shrank from an opportunistic use of the sword; intent on pursuing, each success, grasping the gods’ favour, pushing aside every. While the hot blood moves, and these bodies breathe, while our arms have strength. Civil Wars Book 3 (48-47 B.C.E.) so the dark of night rang out though the wind was still. Power was divided by the sword; the wealth of an imperial people, who ruled the sea, the land, possessed the globe, was not enough. bird-life dumb, or the wide ocean, muted in calm weather. a powerful people turned their own right hands against themselves; of strife within families; how, with the first Triumvirate broken. did those three unite their strength to rule the world between them? the sea, the sky, with their menacing portents. His, shall be the guilt, who forces me to act as your enemy.’, Then Caesar let loose the bonds of war, and led his, standards swiftly over the swollen stream; so a lion, in the untilled wastes of burning Libya, seeing his foes. When Caesar's letter was delivered to the consuls, they were with great difficulty, and a hard struggle of the tribunes, prevailed on to suffer it to be read in the senate; but the tribunes could not prevail, that any question should be put to the senate on the subject of the letter.The consuls put the question on the regulation of the state. no loyalty between sharers in tyranny; power endures no partner. You may accept or manage cookie usage at any time. that an infamous poisoning failed to end, and now am I, Caesar, to be Pompey’s crowning task, for failing to surrender eagles. There and then he summoned his legions to the standards; a look silenced the clamour and confusion of the troops. alone, he entered nearby Ariminum, bringing terror. and uncertainly under their breath. was not red blood but a strange and terrible slime. For benign Jupiter is hidden deep in the west, Venus’ healthful planet is dimmed, Mercury’s, swift path is retrograde, Mars keeps the heavens, alone. and spears in battle, in war without a foe? Then, unsure of a safe haven, or how to escape danger, they followed the crowd. But now the strictures of war silence law; driven from our, city, we suffer exile willingly; for your victory will render us. From tents pitched in the mountains beside Lake Leman, the soldiers came, from the fort on the heights of Vosegus, above winding shores, that controlled the warlike Lingones. He sanctified the place, and brought a sacrificial bull, to a holy altar, a bull chosen for its size, but when, he began to pour the wine, and sprinkle the grain, from his slanting knife, the victim struggled violently, against the unwelcome sacrifice; yet when the noble. The liver, he saw, was flabby and rotten, with ominous streaks, on its exposed part. The fair-haired Ruthenians. Yet such depths of fear, must be forgiven; Pompey himself in flight gave, cause for fear. If what they say is true, then our death, is merely a moment in the course of continuing life. But Caesar possessed more. while it was yet your duty to strip proud Parthia of Italian spoils. Yet do not place it in the north, or where the hot opposing skies. around the sacred pomerium, the boundary of the city. ("Agamemnon", "Hom. the fearful people, but worse was to follow. Should I not complain when he grasped the whole world’s, harvest and commanded the hungry to obey him? Proud as they were, and unafraid of bloodshed, they were torn by love for, their country and its gods, till recalled to fear of Caesar, and a dire propensity for slaughter. O, evilly joined together, blinded by excessive greed, to what end. On reaching the banks of the Rubicon’s narrow flow. ranks over the waves to treacherous Syrtis. Your current position in the text is marked in blue. CAESAR'S COMMENTARIES of THE CIVIL WAR. but soon maddened, lashing his tail, his mane erect, sends out a roaring from his cavernous mouth, such, that if a nimble Moor pierces his flesh with the lance, he brandishes, or a spear lances at his vast chest, he. stirs the shoreline, holds it alone, and bars the safe roadstead; and free that strip of Belgian coast, disputed, claimed by sea. Civil War, Book 1 book. when supreme power, never so shared before, forged a deadly pact. that slaughter! The fire was violently doused on Vesta’s altar; while the flames of the pyre signalling the end. the Cimbrian invasion, the wild onrush of the Teutones: whenever Fate turns on Rome, its attackers take the road, that passes through here.’ Such was each man’s silent, moan, not daring to utter his fears aloud; none voiced, his grief; so the fields are silent when winter strikes. Such was Megaera, who as agent of Juno’s cruelty. to your cause, I extended your command, defied the Senate. attendants dragged on its horns it sank to earth. Video An illustration of an audio speaker. First the Cilician pirates, then the endless war with Mithridates. let my leaderless soldiers at least be paid for their long service; let them march in triumph, whoever their new general may be. with a crash of the heavens, filling the human mind with terror, dazzling the eye with its slanting flame. The moon, at the full, her horns joined. over the earth, and shut tight the iron gates of warlike Janus. We have his books of Commentarii (notes): eight on his wars in Gaul, 58–52 BC, including the two expeditions to Britain 55–54, and three on the civil war of 49–48. This work is licensed under a Let me hear no more, talk of pacts, I have placed my trust in those for far, too long, now I must seek the judgement of war.’, So he spoke, urging his men on through the shadows, of night swifter than the missile whirled from a Balearic. henceforth while such civil strife endures. Let us employ the power we have created. its power so the rest of the army could ford it with ease. If they rob me of my just reward for my labours. Book 2--- 49 B.C. frame of the shattered firmament will break free of every law. What peaceful harbour shall they find when weakened by age? Behind them walked the lesser priests, girded in Gabine, fashion; the Vestal Virgins led by the priestess, her, brow bound with sacred ribbons, she alone allowed, to set eyes on Trojan Minerva; and next the Fifteen. enough to hurl a javelin, must you submit to the toga. Once Caesar had crossed and reached the Italian shore. fruit of profitless wombs burned with inauspicious fuel. as chief centurion and bearing a well-earned decoration. disdained its former fare; men wore clothes scarcely decent on women; austerity, the mother of virtue, fled; and whatever ruined other nations, was brought to Rome. at Thebes, or brandished fierce Lycurgus’ goads. And now, as light dispersed the chill shades of night, Destiny lit the flames of war, setting the spur to Caesar’s, wavering heart, shattering the barriers shame interposed, and driving him on to conflict. in the Hyrcanian jungle, never again loses his fierceness. Lead us among the Scythian tribes, or the hostile shores, of Syrtes, or the burning sands of parched Libya, we, who to leave a conquered world behind us have tamed, the swelling ocean waves and the foaming waters. Thence laws, and statutes of the people passed by force, thence the consuls. Renatus du Pontet. a burning pine-tree with its tip held downwards. He must yield all to the strong, who denies them their due. follows day through the same circuit of the twelve constellations. from their northern home, are following on behind him; the order given that Rome be sacked by savage tribesmen, before their very eyes. For the Senators, exceeding their powers, had threatened, the fractious tribunes and expelled them from the anxious, city, recalling the like fate of the Gracchi; and so the exiles. With peace will come dictatorship. O how easily, the gods grant us supremacy, and how grudgingly, maintain it! Resistance at Massilia 7. with the additional restriction that you offer Perseus any modifications you make. in a victim’s entrails without disaster following; a vast second lobe grew on the lobe of the liver. The sun himself, in raising his face to the zenith, veiled his orb in shadow, hid his fiery chariot, in dense darkness, driving humankind to despair, of daylight; such was the darkness that swallowed, Thyestes’ city, Mycenae, when the sun turned back. the advance of the Senones, the swords of Hannibal. nearby, crouches at first, uncertain, rousing himself to rage. You could rule not half the world, but the whole of it, alone.’, Eager as Caesar was for war already, this speech increased. of victory? her orb reflecting her brother Phoebus’s light. Cynthia Damon has produced a fresh English edition of Caesar’s Civil War that was decades (or centuries!) The Roman soldier, besieged by the enemy in a foreign land defies, nocturnal danger behind a frail palisade; swiftly, piling turf he sleeps secure in his tent defended, by his mound, but let the name of war be heard, and Rome is abandoned, her walls no shield, even for a single night. their long spears; the Leuci and Remi, experts in the javelin. with dull patches, and spots of blood. With them was daring Curio of the venal tongue, once. Please refer to our Privacy Policy. Groans issued from the urns filled, with the ashes of the dead. Born from. instances: Rome’s first walls were drenched in a brother’s blood. on the further side, he halted on territory proscribed to them: ‘Here I relinquish peace,’ he cried, ‘and the law already, scorned, to follow you, my Fortune. leaps over the weapons careless of such wounds. her speech broken by sobbing: ‘Where are you marching. taught wickedness by Sulla and in line to outdo his teacher. beside chill Anio’s stream, scattered the folk in flight. There is joy where Cinca’s waters flow, where Rhone. Why have the constellations deserted, their known paths, moving obscurely through, the sky, yet Orion’s sword-girt flank shines. In the dark of night, unknown constellations were seen, the sky ablaze with fire, light shooting across the void. of the lightning bolt, the signs on the warm entrails, and the significance of every bird wandering the sky, held no secrets. Outline of Books 1–5 and 6.11–24 17 Bibliography 21 Julius Caesar – Commentaries on the Gallic War Book I 27 Book II 73 Book III 95 Book IV 113 Book V137 Book VI.11–24 167 A Companion to Caesar 177 Latin Morphology 177 Latin Syntax 218 The Geography of Caesar’s Commentaries 251 The Roman Art of War in Caesar’s Time 254 Vocabulary 263 And hope for a future free of dread, was lacking, since clear signs of greater ills. of an old age buried in obscurity. War’s madness is upon us, where the sword’s power will wildly confound. © Copyright 2000-2020 A. S. Kline, All Rights Reserved. but we grant the first spoils and bivouac to these madmen. and buried them in the earth to a gloomy muttering. Current location in this text. Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License. Such a people took no pleasure. Pompey. This is a reproduction of a book published before 1923. For, the world conquered, and fortune showering excessive, wealth on Rome, virtue yielded to riches, and those enemy spoils drew, men to luxury. Caesar reacts 3. While your enemies are in confusion. trust readily broken, and multitudes profiting greatly from war. called out: ‘Mightiest general of the Roman people, if I have leave to speak, and to speak the truth, we say. helplessly offering its unprotected neck to the blow. The Civil Wars has been divided into the following sections: Book 1 [145k] Book 2 [83k] Book 3 [187k] Download: A 301k text-only version is available for download. 58–50 B.C.E. 1 []. in the theatre he had built, trusting in former claims to greatness, he did nothing to establish wider power, and stood as the mere. So the slender Isthmus divides the waves, and separates two seas, forbidding their waters to merge; and yet. her sorrowful face showing clear in nocturnal darkness.

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