Lambro, Greek insurgent
Greek Minotta sails by boat to the native island of Ipsar. He can see blossoming orange trees, overshadowing the ruins of the colonnades, the peaks of the mountains, drowning in the azure sky. Houses on the island are, as it were, embedded in coastal rocks, and light contours of minarets are visible. In the gardens, acacia and roses bloom, nightingales sing. The sun sets. On the streets, almost no one. The Turks spend evening time in the baths. The Greeks serve there, they prepare coffee and opium.
Minotah is a wandering singer. He is going to sing for the regulars of the bath. The Turks shelved their amber mouthpieces. The singing of the Greek is addressed to his fellow tribesmen. He says that the boy was watching the battle of the Greeks
The singer continues his song. He sings of a monastery located high above the sea on the wild shores of the rocky island of Ipsar. The monastery cross is the first on the island to be consecrated by the rays of the morning sun. From time to time monks are at war with the Turks.
Below the monastery on the rock there is a Muslim cemetery. Here at night Lambro met and a young Greek woman. The Greek woman rebukes Lambro that he has changed: there is no former sincerity in him, a boredom prints on his face. He no longer aspires to be with the insurgents, to live with them alone thoughts. Lambro responds that his desire for solitude and silence is caused by his unwillingness to injure words. His life has changed – he became a pirate to
And this morning. Forest masts in coastal waters. Here, both English and French ships. The Turkish flagship solemnly floats. Around the boat with multi-colored sails, on the Turks – men and women in festive clothes. A picture reminiscent of patterns of Kashmiri shawls. And everyone is trying to swim closer to the place of execution of the Greek hero. Here the Janissaries lead Riga to the deck. Silence reigns. In silence, a few voices sing a song composed by Riga, a march of insurgents: “Rise, Greeks! To arms!” Each subsequent line sounds quieter, and soon the song is silent – but on the face of Riga, joy is reflected. Further, Maynota sings that with her own eyes saw the death of a young hero. And at that moment, when the body hung on the mast and the sun lit up Riga’s dead face and his long hair, scattered on the shoulders, one of the boats suddenly moved toward the ship, on which the execution took place. She was led by a Turk, rowing with a double paddle. There was a Turkish woman in a boat with a closed face. The boat quickly approached the frigate – and then there was an explosion. The frigate was on fire. The Turk from the boat dived into the water, swam out in the distance, turned to the janissaries and laughed with an ominous laugh. It was Lambro’s laugh. The boat was burnt. The whole frigate covered the flames. There was an explosion, a giant funnel was formed in the sea, which absorbed the ship. Lambro swam to the pirate ship, climbed onto the deck and fell without power on the carpets in his cabin. He turned to the janissaries and laughed with an ominous laugh. It was Lambro’s laugh. The boat was burnt. The whole frigate covered the flames. There was an explosion, a giant funnel was formed in the sea, which absorbed the ship. Lambro swam to the pirate ship, climbed onto the deck and fell without power on the carpets in his cabin. He turned to the janissaries and laughed with an ominous laugh. It was Lambro’s laugh. The boat was burnt. The whole frigate covered the flames. There was an explosion, a giant funnel was formed in the sea, which absorbed the ship. Lambro swam to the pirate ship, climbed onto the deck and fell without power on the carpets in his cabin.
When he regains consciousness, he sends his servant to the island to find out the mood of the Greeks. “And I went,” Minot says. Only a young Greek woman pays attention to the singer’s reservation, comes up to him, negotiates something and gives him a diamond ring.
The servant returned to Lambro. He entered the dark cabin, put a lighted lamp on the table. The corsair enters the deck in a state of opium intoxication and faints. Pirates pick him up and carry him to the cabin. The servant screams in horror when he sees the master in unconsciousness. Lambro recognizes the voice in half-conscious – this is the voice of his lover. He does not know whether it is in real life or in a dream. He is surrounded by the spirits of the deceased and they cry out with hundreds of voices: “Why did not you die when everyone was dying?” Lambro wakes up in anguish and begs the servant to give him a fatal dose, because even in a dream his consciousness does not turn off. He looks up at the servant and sees the face of his beloved. The Greek laughs wildly; referring to the angels of death, he explains that there was a straw doll in the boat. He drinks more opium. Again it is surrounded by the spirits of the dead Greeks. They are silent. Appear angels – fiery and white, like the moonlight. They are angels of revenge, they sing their Lambro hymns. He tries to get up – to fulfill their will. His head is heavy, his body does not obey. Lambro calls to the angels, remembers, makes excuses… in a state of opium intoxication Lambro kills a servant with a dagger and falls asleep with a dying opium dream.
At this time, Minotah quietly enters – it is he admitted a Greek woman disguised as a servant. He sees her dead, his – asleep, grabs a bag of gold and runs off, locking the cabin door.
Before dawn, Lambro wakes up. He recognizes his lover and realizes that he himself killed her. A Greek bury a Greek in the sea. After that, he orders us to serve a moleben for the dead on the ship, He sends all of his cabin to remain alone – with death. And now, soon, under the ongoing prayer service, pirates lay their leader’s body on a black pirate flag and throw them into the sea.