on this procession, which should be one of joy and exaltation. Nay, more; I will not hide from you that I was this morning on the verge of losing that equanimity which it behoves a lover of wisdom to preserve under all trials.
But can any one chide me for it? I would have you all remember what outrages are threatened elsewhere, and have already been committed here.
Publia.
My lord, my lord!
Phocion.
Oh pious and righteous Emperor, punish these desperate men!
Publia.
My lord, give me back my Hilarion!
Phocion.
All good citizens implore your favour towards this city.
Julian.
Seek to win the favour of the gods, and of mine you need have no doubt. And surely it is fitting that Antioch should lead the way. Does it not seem as though the Sun-God's eye had dwelt with especial complacency on this city? Ask of travellers, and you shall hear to what melancholy extremes fanaticism has elsewhere proceeded in laying waste our holy places. What is left? A remnant here and there; and nothing of the best.
But with you, citizens of Antioch! Oh, my eyes filled with tears of joy when first I saw that
