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sc. iii.]
the emperor julian.
431
Cries from the Camp.
The fleet on fire! Cut off from home! Death before us!
The Soldier Agathon.
False god, false god,—bid the storm to cease! bid the flames die down!
Jovian.
The storm increases. The fire is like a rolling sea
Maximus.
[Whispers.] Beware of the Phrygian regions.
Julian.
[Shouts to the army.] Let the fleet burn! Within seven days you shall burn Ctesiphon.
