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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0007.tlg047.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="67"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="1"><p>Accordingly, after refreshing his forces here, he set out and marched for
                            seven days through Carmania in a revelling rout. He himself was conveyed
                            slowly along by eight horses, while he feasted day and night
                            continuously with his companions on a dais built upon a lofty and
                            conspicuous scaffolding of oblong shape; and waggons without number
                            followed, some with purple and embroidered canopies, others protected
                            from the sun by boughs of trees which were kept fresh and green,
                            conveying the rest of his friends and commanders, who were all garlanded
                            and drinking. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="2"><p>Not a shield was to be seen, not a helmet, not a spear, but along the
                            whole march with cups and drinking-horns and flagons the soldiers kept
                            dipping wine from huge casks and mixing-bowls and pledging one another,
                            some as they marched along, others lying down; while pipes and flutes,
                            stringed instruments and song, and revelling cries of women, filled
                            every place with abundant music. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="3"><p>Then, upon this disordered and straggling procession there followed also
                            the sports of bacchanalian license, as though Bacchus himself were
                            present and conducting the revel.<note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">According to Arrian (<bibl n="Arr. An. 6.28.1"><title>Anab.</title> vi. 28, 1 f</bibl>), this bacchanalian
                                procession through Carmania rests on no credible authority.</note>
                            Moreover, when he came to the royal palace of Gedrosia, he once more
                            gave his army time for rest and held high festival. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="4"><p>We are told, too, that he was once viewing some contests in singing and
                            dancing, being well heated with wine, and that his favourite, Bagoas,
                            won the prize for song and dance, and then, all in his festal array,
                            passed through the theatre and took his seat by Alexander’s side; at
                            sight of which the Macedonians clapped their hands and loudly bade the
                            king kiss the victor, until at last he threw his arms about him and
                            kissed him tenderly. </p></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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