some respects he was encouraged, but in others rather depressed by the dream, lest fame and glory should accrue from him to the race of Caesar, which traced its descent from Venus; and certain panic alarms which were rushing through the camp aroused him.  In the morning-watch a bright light[368] shone forth above the camp of Caesar, which was in a state of profound tranquillity, and a flame-like torch springing from this light descended upon the camp of Pompeius; and Caesar himself says that he witnessed this as he was visiting the watches.  At daybreak, as Caesar was going to move to Scotussa,[369] and the soldiers were engaged in taking down the tents and sending forward the beasts and camp-followers, the scouts came with intelligence that they spied many arms in the enemy’s encampment moving backwards and forwards, and that there was a movement and noise as of men coming out to battle.  After them others came announcing that the vanguard was already putting itself in battle order.  Upon this, Caesar observing that the expected day had arrived on which they would have to fight against men, and not against hunger and poverty, quickly gave orders to hang out in front of his tent the purple colours,[370] which is the signal for battle among the Romans.  The soldiers at the sight of it left their tents with loud shouts and rejoicing and hurried to arms; as the centurions led them to their several ranks, every man, just as if he belonged to a chorus, without confusion, being well trained, quietly took his place.

LXIX.  Pompeius commanded the right wing, intending to oppose Antonius; in the centre he placed his father-in-law Scipio against Calvinus Lucius;[371] and the left was commanded by Lucius Domitius, and strengthened with the main body of the cavalry.  For nearly all the horsemen had crowded to that point, with the design of overpowering Caesar and cutting to pieces the tenth legion, which had a very great reputation for courage, and Caesar was accustomed to take his station in this legion when he fought a battle.  But Caesar, observing that the enemy’s left wing was strengthened by so large a body of cavalry, and fearing their brilliant equipment, summoned six cohorts from the reserve, and placed them in the rear of the tenth legion, with orders to keep quiet and not let the enemy see them; but as soon as the cavalry advanced, they had orders to run forwards through the first ranks, and not to throw their javelins, as the bravest soldiers are used to do in their eagerness to get to fighting with the sword, but to push upwards and to wound the eyes and faces of the enemy, for those handsome, blooming pyrrichists would not keep their ground for fear of their beauty being spoiled, nor would they venture to look at the iron that was pushed right into their faces.  Now Caesar was thus employed.  But Pompeius, who was examining the order of battle from his horse, observing that the enemy were quietly awaiting in their ranks the moment of attack, and the greater part of his own army