And under the weight of their packs and arms the soldiers died like flies,
For the sun consumed us and we could find no shelter.
And at two o'clock the wind arose, blowing the sand,
And we remained there swallowed up like men engulfed in the earth,
And when we emerged from the dust,
We saw the red sun burning above our heads like a Moloch,
And before us there lay an army.
The Standard Bearer: But what army?
Cassius: Be still and do not uselessly interrupt me.
Assuredly antique humanity had come before its sister.