Marcellus, when from a higher place he saw lying before his eyes the most beautiful city of
all that at that time, is said to have shed tears, both through joy at his victory that was so great
and through pity for an ancient city. For he called to his mind the Athenian fleets that had
been sunk, and two huge armies that had been destroyed with two very famous leaders, and
many wars that had been waged with the Carthaginians; he called to mind also proud tyrants
and wealthy kings; he called to mind finally king Hiero, a very distinguished man of recent
memory, who had done very many favours to the Roman people. When these things
presented themselves to his mind all at once, and he was reflecting that that whole city was
now in a moment of time going to burn and return to ashes, before he moved the standards
forwards, he sent ahead certain Syracusans who had been captured and were with him, in
order to persuade the enemy to hand the city over to him. At that time however certain
deserters, for whom there was no hope of pardon by means of conditions, were holding the
gates and the walls; they didn’t allow the men to approach the walls or to speak to anyone.
And so Marcellus’ initiative was in vain.