Agathon.
[Among the new-comers.] With Christ for Christ! [He throws his spear; it grazes the Emperor's arm, and plunges into his side.
Julian.
Ah!
[He grasps the spear-head to draw it out, but gashes his hand, utters a loud cry and falls.
Agathon.
[Calls out in the tumult.] The Roman's spear from Golgotha! [He casts himself weaponless among the Persians, and is seen to be cut down.
Confused Cries.
The Emperor! Is the Emperor wounded?
Julian.
[Attempts to rise, but falls back again, and cries:] Thou hast conquered, Galilean!
Many Voices.
The Emperor has fallen!
Anatolus.
The Emperor is wounded! Shield him—shield him, in the name of the gods!
[He casts himself despairingly against the
advancing Persians. The Emperor is
carried away senseless. At that moment,
Jovian comes forward upon the plain with
fresh troops.
