Turn out the guard there! Wake up, you accursed pigs! [_Still the wine-song. A faint sound as of swords._ A VOICE CRYING To the armory! To the armory! Reinforce! The Slaves have come to the armory. Ah! mercy! (_For awhile there is silence_) KING ARGIMENES (_in the doorway_) Go you to the slave-fields. Say that the palace-guard is dead and that we have taken the armory. Ten of you, hold the armory till our men come from the slave-fields. (_He comes into the hall with his slaves armed with swords_) Throw down Illuriel. THE IDOL-GUARD You must take my life before you touch my god. A SLAVE We only want your pike. [_All attack him; they seize his sword and bind his hands behind him. They all pull down Illuriel, the dark-green idol, who breaks into seven pieces._ KING ARGIMENES Illuriel is fallen and broken asunder. ZARB (_with some awe_) Immortal Illuriel is dead at last. KING ARGIMENES My god was broken into three pieces, but Illuriel is broken into seven. The fortunes of Darniak will prevail over mine no longer. (_A slave breaks off a golden arm from the throne_) Come, we will arm all the slaves. (_Exeunt_) KING DARNIAK (_enters with Retinue_) My throne is broken. Illuriel is turned against me. AN ATTENDANT Illuriel is fallen. ALL (_with King Darniak_) Illuriel is fallen, is fallen. (_Some drop their spears_) KING DARNIAK (_to the Idol-Guard_) What envious god or sacrilegious man has dared to do this thing? THE IDOL-GUARD Illuriel is fallen. KING DARNIAK Have men been here? THE IDOL-GUARD Is fallen. KING DARNIAK What way did they go? THE IDOL-GUARD Illuriel is fallen. KING DARNIAK They shall be tortured here before Illuriel, and their eyes shall be hung on a thread about his neck, so that Illuriel shall see it, and on their bones we will set him up again. Come! [_Those that have dropped their spears pick them up, but trail them along behind them on the ground. All follow dejectedly._ VOICES OF LAMENTATION (_growing fainter and fainter off_) Illuriel is fallen, Illuriel is fallen. Illuriel, Illuriel, Illuriel. Is fallen. Is fallen. (_The song of the low-born ceases suddenly. Then voices of the slaves in the slave-fields chanting very loudly_) Illuriel is fallen, is fallen, is fallen. Illuriel is fallen and broken asunder. Illuriel is fallen, fallen, fallen. [_Clamor of fighting is heard, the clash of swords, and voices, and now and then the name of Illuriel._ THE IDOL-GUARD (_kneeling over a fragment of Illuriel_) Illuriel is broken. They have overthrown Illuriel. They have done great harm to the courses of the stars. The moon will be turned to blackness or fall and forsake the nights. The sun will rise no more. They do not know how they have wrecked the world. [_Reënter King Argimenes and his men._ KING ARGIMENES (_in the doorway_)