Theofilos, the Painter Page #3

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to the remotest corners

of enslaved Greece.

The mountain fighters rise

one after the other,

and openly declare

war on the Turks.

Members of the secret

Society of Friends...

scatter from one end of

the country to the other..

Preparing the ground for

the national uprising.

Now the Greek shepherd

no longer plays...

the sad tunes of slavery

on his flute...

but pipes instead the war-like

ballands of Rigas Ferraios.

And though the sun

is still high,

he sees another,

brighter light,

a heavenly light streaming

into his humble room.

And in this light he discerns

the figure of a saintly woman,

meek and gentle, a halo

round her head,

and he hears a sweet voice

addressing him thus:

"Rest in peace, corsair. will

make your country rise again.

Rigas Ferraios, kindling

the love of liberty...

in the Greeks.

Painted by Sotiris

Christidis.

Lithographed by

Mr... Erginis, Athens

Well, Theophilos, can you

paint something like this?

In my own way

The faces have faded, but

the rest is still there.

I'll fix it.

You're here to whitewash

the place. Get started!

Chunks of grilled meat...

Jugs of red wine

Fresh onions from

the vegetable garden

sweet camomile...

Those smudges of yours

are no good any more.

So get on with it!

Mister...

- Mister?

- What is it'?

Alexander the Great

went to sleep...

and in his dreams

he saw the Prophet

and the Prophet

said to him:

"Alexander my son,

march against Darius

without fear... "

Knowing that the God of Heaven

and earth is on your side.

And Alexander woke up,

ful of joy,

and at daybreak he went to

war against the Persians.

With sword and srear,

they attacked the enemy...

and from morning

to night there was.

such slaughter

and bloodshed...

that the earth itself

took fright,

for blood flowed

like a river.

Alexander, King!

Life, Soul and Death.

I am not afraid of Lightning

I am not afraid of thunder...

Me!

Costis...

Make it a good likeness.

Did you hear me?

Do you want Botsaris'

moustache? or Androutsos'?

What do you mean?

Botsaris' moustache

is shoret and thick,

Androutsos moustache

is long and thin.

A beard would be best.

The ladder-watch out!

Good night.

May come in and

see my pictures?

They'll last

They'll last.

Is the horse

still alive?

We lost him, Theophilos

last year.

Here he's galloping...

- He was galloping, Theophilos

- He's galloping.

One Saturday evening...

on the feast

of Lazarus,

I was passing by

Etolikon, friends,

and by the city

of Missolonghi,

and as went by,

friends,

heard men weeping.

You can spend the night

here, Theophilos.

I am unclean for a house

such as this.

I will soil your things.

It is very late

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