The armies separated; and, it is said, Pyrrhus replied to one that gave him joy of his victory that one other such would utterly undo him. For he had lost a great part of the forces he brought with him, and almost all of his particular friends and principal commanders; there were no others there to make recruits, and he found the confederates in Italy backward. On the other hand, as from a fountain continually flowing out of the city, the roman camp was quickly and plentifully filled up with fresh men, not at all abating in courage for the loss they sustained, but even from their very anger gaining new force and resolution to go on with the war.
tl;dr:
Pyrrhus wins another battle against the Romans, but at great cost. He notices that every time he wins, his forces replenish slowly or not at all, whereas the Romans kept calling up more magnificent troops. As one of his friends congratulates him on his victory, Pyrrhus responds that another victory might kill him.
Source:
Plutarch, John Dryden, and Arthur Hugh Clough. "Pyrrhus." Plutarch's Lives. New York: Modern Library, 2001. 537. Print.
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