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Updated: June 19, 2025
'Blessed be thy head! where? 'Crouched beneath the arch of the forum dead or dying! gone to rejoin Arbaces, who is no more! Nydia uttered not a word, she slid from the side of Sallust; silently she glided through those behind her, and retraced her steps to the city. She gained the forum the arch; she stooped down she felt around she called on the name of Glaucus.
'A true type of glory, and of its fate! murmured Arbaces to himself, and his eye, glancing round the amphitheatre, betrayed so much of disdain and scorn, that whoever encountered it felt his breath suddenly arrested, and his emotions frozen into one sensation of abasement and of awe. Again rich perfumes were wafted around the theatre; the attendants sprinkled fresh sand over the arena.
The hero weeps less at the reverses of his enemy than at the fortitude with which he bears them. All of us are human, and Arbaces, criminal as he was, had his share of our common feelings and our mother clay.
'Egyptian, said the praetor, frowning, 'thou didst, then, dare to imprison a priest of the gods and wherefore? 'Hear me, answered Arbaces, rising calmly, but with agitation visible in his face. 'This man came to threaten that he would make against me the charge he has now made, unless I would purchase his silence with half my fortune: I remonstrated in vain.
His vows of austerity and celibacy echoed in his ear; his thirst after holiness had it been quenched at so unhallowed a stream? But Arbaces knew well the means by which to confirm his conquest. From the arts of pleasure he led the young priest at once to those of his mysterious wisdom.
'The scene must, indeed, be beautiful, said Arbaces, with a cold though courteous smile, 'which draws the gay Clodius, and Glaucus the all admired, from the crowded thoroughfares of the city. 'Is Nature ordinarily so unattractive? asked the Greek. 'To the dissipated yes. 'An austere reply, but scarcely a wise one.
IN the history I relate, the events are crowded and rapid as those of the drama. I write of an epoch in which days sufficed to ripen the ordinary fruits of years. Meanwhile, Arbaces had not of late much frequented the house of Ione; and when he had visited her he had not encountered Glaucus, nor knew he, as yet, of that love which had so suddenly sprung up between himself and his designs.
'Their pleasures! interrupted Arbaces, in a tone so different from its usual cold and tranquil harmony that Apaecides started, and thought the Egyptian himself transformed; and now, as they neared the curtain, a wild a loud an exulting melody burst from behind its concealment.
It was some moments before she could recover the power of reply. "Rise, Arbaces," said she at length. "Rise! and if thou art serious, if thy language be in earnest " "If " said he tenderly. "Well, then, listen. You have been my guardian, my friend, my monitor. For this new character I was not prepared.
'Therefore, concluded Olinthus, 'had the deceased encountered Arbaces, reviled his treasons, and threatened detection, the place, the hour, might have favored the wrath of the Egyptian, and passion and craft alike dictated the fatal blow. 'It must have been so! cried Glaucus, joyfully. 'I am happy. 'Yet what, O unfortunate! avails to thee now the discovery?
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