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Now, when was known, Bodvocos, wounded prince,
Is, mongst the captives, in the legions' castra;
The legate sends Scribonius, cure his wounds,
(Which his own surgeon is.) Ended the war,
This island-king, means Aulus, should adorn
His triumph. But come, to himself, Bodvocos,
Mongst soldiers! for he would not live, unworth;
His healing bands did rend, with furious teeth.

The new-born day, wide-shining, from the East,
Behold, from their paled walls, the cohorts' watch,
Void the wide champaign, of cerulean Britons!
Then Aulus horsemen sent, explorers, out.
Towards noon, returned; those bring him word, they found
Wains' tract and chariot-wheels, footprints of flocks:
They followed forth, then, Britons' multitude,
To a large stream; which the enemies have o'erpassed.

When from his guides, (Belges of Cogidubnos,
And false Vigantios;) Aulus, not far-off,
Hears, Caer Corinium; dune, whose king, is this
Wounded Bodvocos; where laid also up

Much victual, whereof present need have soldiers;
He sounds, that issue from their camps, the legions!

Cirencester.