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salammbo-第7部分

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of the Mamertines:



  〃With my lance and sword I plough and reap; I am master of the

  house! The disarmed man falls at my feet and calls me Lord and

  Great King。〃



They shouted; they leaped; the merriest began to tell stories; the

time of their miseries was past。 As they arrived at Tunis; some of

them remarked that a troop of Balearic slingers was missing。 They were

doubtless not far off; and no further heed was paid to them。



Some went to lodge in the houses; others camped at the foot of the

walls; and the townspeople came out to chat with the soldiers。



During the whole night fires were seen burning on the horizon in the

direction of Carthage; the light stretched like giant torches across

the motionless lake。 No one in the army could tell what festival was

being celebrated。



On the following day the Barbarian's passed through a region that was

covered with cultivation。 The domains of the patricians succeeded one

another along the border of the route; channels of water flowed

through woods of palm; there were long; green lines of olive…trees;

rose…coloured vapours floated in the gorges of the hills; while blue

mountains reared themselves behind。 A warm wind was blowing。

Chameleons were crawling on the broad leaves of the cactus。



The Barbarians slackened their speed。



They marched on in isolated detachments; or lagged behind one another

at long intervals。 They ate grapes along the margin of the vines。 They

lay on the grass and gazed with stupefaction upon the large;

artificially twisted horns of the oxen; the sheep clothed with skins

to protect their wool; the furrows crossing one another so as to form

lozenges; and the ploughshares like ships' anchors; with the

pomegranate trees that were watered with silphium。 Such wealth of the

soil and such inventions of wisdom dazzled them。



In the evening they stretched themselves on the tents without

unfolding them; and thought with regret of Hamilcar's feast; as they

fell asleep with their faces towards the stars。



In the middle of the following day they halted on the bank of a river;

amid clumps of rose…bays。 Then they quickly threw aside lances;

bucklers and belts。 They bathed with shouts; and drew water in their

helmets; while others drank lying flat on their stomachs; and all in

the midst of the beasts of burden whose baggage was slipping from

them。



Spendius; who was seated on a dromedary stolen in Hamilcar's parks;

perceived Matho at a distance; with his arm hanging against his

breast; his head bare; and his face bent down; giving his mule drink;

and watching the water flow。 Spendius immediately ran through the

crowd calling him; 〃Master! master!〃



Matho gave him but scant thanks for his blessings; but Spendius paid

no heed to this; and began to march behind him; from time to time

turning restless glances in the direction of Carthage。



He was the son of a Greek rhetor and a Campanian prostitute。 He had at

first grown rich by dealing in women; then; ruined by a shipwreck; he

had made war against the Romans with the herdsmen of Samnium。 He had

been taken and had escaped; he had been retaken; and had worked in the

quarries; panted in the vapour…baths; shrieked under torture; passed

through the hands of many masters; and experienced every frenzy。 At

last; one day; in despair; he had flung himself into the sea from the

top of a trireme where he was working at the oar。 Some of Hamilcar's

sailors had picked him up when at the point of death; and had brought

him to the ergastulum of Megara; at Carthage。 But; as fugitives were

to be given back to the Romans; he had taken advantage of the

confusion to fly with the soldiers。



During the whole of the march he remained near Matho; he brought him

food; assisted him to dismount; and spread a carpet in the evening

beneath his head。 Matho at last was touched by these attentions; and

by degrees unlocked his lips。



He had been born in the gulf of Syrtis。 His father had taken him on a

pilgrimage to the temple of Ammon。 Then he had hunted elephants in the

forests of the Garamantes。 Afterwards he had entered the service of

Carthage。 He had been appointed tetrarch at the capture of Drepanum。

The Republic owed him four horses; twenty…three medimni of wheat; and

a winter's pay。 He feared the gods; and wished to die in his native

land。



Spendius spoke to him of his travels; and of the peoples and temples

that he had visited。 He knew many things: he could make sandals; boar…

spears and nets; he could tame wild beasts and could cook fish。



Sometimes he would interrupt himself; and utter a hoarse cry from the

depths of his throat; Matho's mule would quicken his pace; and others

would hasten after them; and then Spendius would begin again though

still torn with agony。 This subsided at last on the evening of the

fourth day。



They were marching side by side to the right of the army on the side

of a hill; below them stretched the plain lost in the vapours of the

night。 The lines of soldiers also were defiling below; making

undulations in the shade。 From time to time these passed over

eminences lit up by the moon; then stars would tremble on the points

of the pikes; the helmets would glimmer for an instant; all would

disappear; and others would come on continually。 Startled flocks

bleated in the distance; and a something of infinite sweetness seemed

to sink upon the earth。



Spendius; with his head thrown back and his eyes half…closed; inhaled

the freshness of the wind with great sighs; he spread out his arms;

moving his fingers that he might the better feel the cares that

streamed over his body。 Hopes of vengeance came back to him and

transported him。 He pressed his hand upon his mouth to check his sobs;

and half…swooning with intoxication; let go the halter of his

dromedary; which was proceeding with long; regular steps。 Matho had

relapsed into his former melancholy; his legs hung down to the ground;

and the grass made a continuous rustling as it beat against his

cothurni。



The journey; however; spread itself out without ever coming to an end。

At the extremity of a plain they would always reach a round…shaped

plateau; then they would descend again into a valley; and the

mountains which seemed to block up the horizon would; in proportion as

they were approached; glide as it were from their positions。 From time

to time a river would appear amid the verdure of tamarisks to lose

itself at the turning of the hills。 Sometimes a huge rock would tower

aloft like the prow of a vessel or the pedestal of some vanished

colossus。



At regular intervals they met with little quadrangular temples; which

served as stations for the pilgrims who repaired to Sicca。 They were

closed like tombs。 The Libyans struck great blows upon the doors to

have them opened。 But no one inside responded。



Then the cultivation became more rare。 They suddenly entered upon

belts of sand bristling with thorny thic
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