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the emperor julian.
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Julian.
I will possess the world.—Good-night, my Maximus!
[He makes a gesture of farewell, and goes hastily away. Maximus looks thoughtfully after him.
The Chorus of the Psalm-Singers.
[Far away, beside the graves of the martyrs.
Ye gods of the nations, of silver and gold,
Ye shall crumble to mould!
