The end of
Alexander the Great
The
army transfers the god-like hero, sick to his deathbed. His destiny unknown, Alexander the Great will
die in the biblical Paradise, between the Tigris and the Euphrates Rivers ,
under the gaze of the father god.
Chorus: Despair!
(Roxana
enters, crying)
Sisygambis: What’s happening?
Roxana: A thunderbolt stroked the top of the ziggurat, and a star pierced
the darkness that the earthquake created.
Then an eagle rose and up in the heavens disappeared.
Sisygambis: What did the god say?
Army: Belus[1],
the Great.
Sisygambis: To take him there? To the temple?
Roxana
& Sisygambis: To take him there?
Seleucus: The god said for him to remain here, and he also gave an omen!
Sisygambis: What omen?
Peucestas: A Capricorn with horns came from the west and killed Aries. And from his head four horns grew carrying
the great cross!
Sisygambis: Oh, my child Alexander, you are departing. Blessed of Marduk[2];
Enkidu[3]
awaits for you like another Gilgamesh.
Roxana: Oh, Alexander, you will not live to see your child.
Sisygambis: The cosmos will never give birth again to a king like him.
Roxana: Your child is calling you from my womb.
Roxana
& Sisygambis & Army: Savor of the people,
liberator, oh!
Soldiers: Let us see our king, let us say farewell, let us…
Alexander: Peucestas.
Peucestas: My king.
Alexander: The royal ring, take the royal seal.
Peucestas: …thank you… The Macedonians want to see you Alexander.
Alexander: Let them come in…
(The
soldiers parade silently with their armaments in hand to kneel for the last
time in front of the one whom they adored as a god. Alexander the Great, looks at them, raises
lightly his hand, and bids farewell)
Soldiers: Oh!
Sisygambis: Oh! Like another Olympias, I mourn Alexander. More than Darius, I love you, my child
Alexander! (Wailing loudly, she collapses
at the edge of the bed of Alexander the Great)
Roxana
& Sisygambis & Army: The gods wait for you
in Olympus , but you will return one day as a
judge of the souls!
Alexander: Here is the source of the sun, the water of immortality…
Ptolemy: To whom do you bestow the kingdom, Alexander?
Alexander: To the best… to Krateros… Great Olympias, my mother, I am dying!
Greeks, in a Great Greece I am dying!
Roxana
& Sisygambis & Army: Alexander, hero,
divine, eternal, immortal!
Funeral Procession of Alexander the Great |
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