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What do you mean?

Memnon's dog. Julian kicked it; this is Memnon's revenge.

Why so silent, Eusebia?

[Softly, in tears.] Oh, Constantius—how could you make such a choice! Eleven ghosts demanded it. Woe upon us; this will not appease the ghosts. [Calls loudly.] Flute-players! Why are the rascals silent? Play, play! [''All, except, go out to the left. comes forward among the trees.''

Gallus his successor; and I—free, free, free!

Marvellously are the counsels of the Lord revealed.

Heard you what passed?