This is to be our reward for braving destitution, fire, sword and pestilence, for fleshing our swords in the enemy's blood and going ourselves starved into battle.

This is the famous peace we dreamed of, when we tore the grass from the crannies in the walls to eat....

For all these proofs of our devotion, it would seem that we are to be made a sacrifice.

If it be so, may you live to blush for a peace without either honour or advantage.
Auvergne had been sacrificed to save Rome.

But Rome was not to enjoy her peace with honour for long.