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1    VIII|        fastens red crosses on his soldiers' breasts, and is pushing
2     XII|        the benefit of the wounded soldiers, all Rome would go wild
3    XXII|    Diurbanu," was the reply, "our soldiers will go whither they are
4   XXIII| abundantly able to withstand your soldiers, who, you know well enough,
5     XXV|         beautiful Cyrene. "So the soldiers must eat half a million
6    XXVI|    closely packed than the fallen soldiers with whose bodies the place
7    XXVI|           s reply.~ ~"But you are soldiers, and on the battle-field."~ ~"