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caesar's apostasy.
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The Girls' Song.
[Low, from the court.]
Night spreads her snares for thee,
All-seeing night;
Laughing-eyed Luxury
Lures to delight.
Julian.
[Staring at the radiance.] Maximus! Maximus!
Maximus.
[Softly.] Seest thou aught?
Julian.
Yes.
Maximus.
What seest thou?
Julian.
I see a shining countenance in the light.
Maximus.
Man, or woman?
Julian.
I know not.
Maximus.
Speak to it.
Julian.
Dare I?
Maximus.
Speak! speak!
Julian.
[Advancing.] Why was I born?
