"Ah! how cruel this at my age! My infirmities make me so weak! Nevertheless, I might easily have lived until the coming winter, or longer!"
(The memory of his little garden makes him sad, and he gazes toward the altar.)
The Young Man (who disturbed the festival of Apollo by violence and blows, murmurs:—)
"Yet it would have been easy for me to have fled to the mountains!"
(One of the brothers answers:—)
"But the soldiers would have captured thee!"
The Young Man. "Oh! I would have done as Cyprian did—I would have returned, and the second time I would surely have had more force!"
(Then he thinks of the innumerable days that he might have lived, of all the joys that he might have known, but will never know; and he gazes toward the altar.
But—)