Once upon a time in the winter when he had forced a halt in regions lacking provisions, and some of the soldiers were cursing him, not knowing that he was near, he poked open his tent with his stick, [p. 73] and said, ‘You'll be sorry if you don't go farther off to curse me.’ 1
1 Repeated in Moralia, 457 E, and Seneca, De Ira, iii. 22. 2.
Plutarch. Moralia. with an English Translation by. Frank Cole Babbitt. Cambridge, MA. Harvard University Press. London. William Heinemann Ltd. 1931. 3.
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