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Yes, now he is dead.

['' and kneel in prayer. veils his head. A sound of drums and trumpets is heard in the distance.''

Long live the Emperor Jovian!

Oh, heard you that shout?

Jovian is proclaimed Emperor.

[Laughing.] The Galilean Jovian! Yes—yes—yes!

Shameful haste! Before they knew that

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.

Forgotten, ere your hand is cold. And for this pitiful splendour you sold your immortal soul!

[Rising.] The world-will shall answer for Julian's soul!