The Emperor, the Emperor! We will see the Emperor!
Soldiers.
On the shield with him! Up, up!
[The bystanders raise Julian aloft on a shield, and show him to the multitude, amid long-continued acclamations.
Julian.
The will of the army be done! I bow before the inevitable, and renew all my promises——
Legionaries.
Five gold pieces and a pound of silver!
Batavians.
Not over the Alps!