Victim of a devouring fever,
Alexander once lay sad
in a gloomy and somber bed,
with a look of mortal restlessness.
"I'm afraid," he writes his lover Parmenion,
“of the doctor Philip, the false;
I bought his felony with gold
and his terror of the vigilant Persian."
Philip enters, and hesitant
just to approach the king, he dares to
give him a drink, and lowers his head.
The hero of Macedon is not moved.
Give the doctor the letter, and firmly
take the cup and the baby remedy.