Antiochus met them.

The good man evidently was relieved of a load of anxiety.
The three approached the bridge; as they did so, a little knot of officers of the rear cohort, Asinius Pollio and others, rode up and saluted.

The golden rim of the sun was just glittering above the eastern lowlands.

Caesar put foot upon the bridge.

Drusus saw the blood recede from his face, his muscles contract, his frame quiver.