[1] The outlines of this story, and much of the dialogue, in Scenes II., IV. and V., are taken from the Acta Sanctorum and S. Ambrose.
Sunset. A high rocky pasture above Alexandria. In the year of Our Lord 304.
Didymus, a young soldier, enters and throws himself down.
Didymus.
THIS mound is sweet to me. All my blood aches,
Since driven onward like a dark hill-cloud,
Dizzy with secret lightnings nowhere spent,