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the emperor julian.
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Oribases.
Yes, now he is dead.
[Basil and Makrina kneel in prayer. Eutherius veils his head. A sound of drums and trumpets is heard in the distance.
Shouts from the Camp.
Long live the Emperor Jovian!
Oribases.
Oh, heard you that shout?
Ammian.
Jovian is proclaimed Emperor.
Maximus.
[Laughing.] The Galilean Jovian! Yes—yes—yes!
Oribases.
Shameful haste! Before they knew that
Priscus.
Jovian,—the victorious hero who has saved us all! The Emperor Jovian assuredly deserves a panegyric. I trust that crafty Kytron has not already
[He hastens out.
Basil.
Forgotten, ere your hand is cold. And for this pitiful splendour you sold your immortal soul!
Maximus.
[Rising.] The world-will shall answer for Julian's soul!
