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the emperor julian.
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Julian.
And that this should come upon us now—just when so much depends on a speedy victory.[1]
The Persian.
Oh ruler of the world, I have said that I can lend your army wings.
Julian.
Speak! Do you know of a shorter way?
The Persian.
If you will promise me that after your victory you will restore the possessions of which I have been robbed, and give me a new wife of noble birth, I will
Julian.
I promise everything; only speak,—speak!
The Persian.
Strike straight across the plains, and in four days you will be under the walls of Ctesiphon.
Julian.
Do you forget the mountain chain on the other side of the plains?
The Persian.
Sire, have you never heard of that strange defile among the mountains?
- ↑ In the collected edition (1899) the word "sejre" (to conquer) of earlier editions is replaced by "rejse" (journey). This is almost certainly a misprint.
