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Updated: June 11, 2025
How could I go to war when I see so badly that I cannot distinguish friend from foe? Laugh at me, my dear friends; laugh at such a silly old man. Oh, my feet " And, groaning painfully, he dragged himself forward. Then Manlius met him. "Have you learned anything?" he asked. "To-morrow I will force myself into Carinus's presence. And you?" "I will seek Glyceria."
I have discovered a far more precious treasure, beside whom Glyceria is a pebblestone beside the diamond, a shooting star beside the sun, common wine beside nectar." "Who is it?" "The former is a virgin, the latter already a widow. The former has not yet loved at all; the latter has learned to hate love, and the former's beauty is still more marvellous.
"Compare him to the royal panther," Manlius advised. And the poet was content. At this moment Mesembrius arrived, and hearing in the atrium that Manlius had already entered, hastened after him. On the threshold he caught a glimpse of the young soldier and started back. "Is that actor Manlius?" he asked himself, gazing at his silk toga and freckled face. "Have you seen Glyceria?" he whispered.
The old man's last words were lost in a convulsive sob. "Who is this woman?" cried Manlius, springing from his chair. "This woman is my daughter," gasped Mesembrius. "Glyceria?" "Abraxas!" The old man fairly shouted the word used to ward off evil, and shuddered with loathing as he heard the name. Manlius drew the ring from his finger and went to the window, beneath which flowed the Tiber.
"Are you not convinced that your beauty has such magic power that every man who beholds you forgets every woman he has ever seen?" replied Manlius, half drawing his sword from its sheath. Glyceria looked into the youth's face as though she were gazing into impenetrable darkness, and asked: "Even the one who is lying dead at this moment?"
I wish you might not come, but if you do, I shall be unable to resist you. I feel within my breast the power and the desire to destroy the whole world, but at a breath from you all my strength fails; I am nothing more than a weak, loving woman, who loses her reason in her love. Oh, do not come! Glyceria."
Oh, let me die, let me be forgotten, wept by no one, blessed by no one, missed by no one. Let your grey-haired father have two joys in a single day my death and your life." "A heart so embittered is not fit for death, O Glyceria!" "Do you suppose I could not look it calmly in the face?" "But not rapturously. To the Christian death is a new world; to the unbeliever an eternal darkness."
I will endow you with everything that was her property. You will wear her simple garments and even assume her name, and I will call you my Sophronia." Glyceria, trembling violently, escaped from the youth's arms as he drew her toward him with gentle violence, and with glowing cheeks and panting bosom, fled without answering these bewildering words.
I do not keep her locked up. The way to her is open to every one." "It is easy for you to play the magnanimous. She herself secludes herself sufficiently. While hundreds of thousands of men tremble at a wave of my hand, all my power cannot win the love of this one woman." "And how Glyceria can love!
"Do you imagine that Carinus would suffer a man to live whose promised wife had killed herself on the Cæsar's account?" "You are right," said the knight, bitterly. "Manlius will learn to dissimulate." He burst into a terrible laugh. Glyceria sank on her knees before him, and offering him her beautiful bosom, stammered, sighing: "And now take your sword begin with me." Manlius smiled.
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