« Plut. Brut. 46 | Plut. Brut. 47 | Plut. Brut. 48 | About This Work »
47But Octavius and Antony were no better off; they were scantily provisioned, and the low site of their camp made them expect a grievous winter. For they were huddled together on the edge of marshes, and the autumn rains which fell after the battle kept filling their tents with mud and water that froze at once, so cold was the weather.
« Plut. Brut. 46 | Plut. Brut. 47 | Plut. Brut. 48 | About This Work »