Sardou's Cleopatra — page 246: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

= SARDOU’S CLEOPATRA. 431 “Come with me,” she said to Antony, “and let us invoke together the aid of the gods against our common enemy.” With her glittering robes trailing behind her she Swept on into the temple. Antony followed. With a heavy sigh Ventidius turned to his comrades. “There is naught to do now,” he said, mourn- fully, “save to await the end,” The vast temple was thronged. All Alexandria had hastened there to beseech the gods of Egypt to save the city from the Roman invasion. Be- fore all the shrines, which were heaped with votive offerings, burned flaming lights. Close to the altar of Horus, the titulary deity of the temple, stood the venerable form of Serapion. Still followed by Antony, as if he were some captive in her triumphal procession, which indeed he was, Cleopatra moved forward between the double row of guards, to where a throne had been prepared for her. Mounting the steps of the plat- form, covered with cloths of gold and scarlet, she seated herself in the sumptuous chair. Antony remained below. In high, sweet strains rolled the solemn aon, Isis, Osiris, Horus! Ss Eomichoo (Ele) =