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The Great Island<br />
He said, ‘My dear wife, my faithful partner,<br />
Listen with attention to the news.<br />
I shall go to the Pasha, to speak with him,<br />
And I do not know well whether I shall return.<br />
Care for the children, as you know how to do,<br />
Waking and sleeping think of them. . . .<br />
Let us trust in God, and pray to Him<br />
To sec again those who live, to meet together again.<br />
Come to my arms, children, for me to kiss you,<br />
And be wise until I return again.<br />
Listen to your mother and your own people -<br />
You have my prayers. May God help you.<br />
And you, my friends, my people, brother Sphakians,<br />
Listen to the advice I give you.<br />
Do not trust the Turk, whatever he orders,<br />
He will fight with lies to cheat you all.<br />
Avoid the Turk, let no one approach him.<br />
Our fate, our destiny, have not changed yet.’<br />
And Daskaloyiannis gave himself up. He was taken to Heraklion,<br />
w<strong>here</strong> the pasha greeted him effusively, offering food, wine, tobacco<br />
and coffee, and then subjecting him to a most courteous and reasonable<br />
interrogation. What was the cause of the revolt? The Sphakians, compared<br />
with other Cretans, were privileged. If t<strong>here</strong> were any complaints,<br />
you should have brought them to me, not risen in rebellion, I<br />
am pasha, it’s my job to sort things out.<br />
Daskaloyiannis blew smoke out of his mouth, and replied:<br />
‘The cause - you are the cause, you lawless Pashas. . . .<br />
That’s why I decided to raise Crete in revolt,<br />
To <strong>free</strong> her from the claws of the Turk.<br />
First for my fatherland, and second for my faith,<br />
Third for the Christians who live in Crete.<br />
For even if I am Sphakian, also I am a child of Crete<br />
And to see the Cretans in torment is pain to me.’<br />
The pasha then asked, again politely, about Daskaloyiannis’s contacts<br />
with the rebels of the Peloponnese. Unfortunately Daskaloyiannis lost<br />
his temper. ‘Silence, Pasha, you are wasting your words; your net is<br />
cut and you will not catch the fish, ... Do what you like with me, but<br />
harm no one else.’<br />
Soon after, according to the poem, he was flayed alive, without uttering<br />
a single groan, in the main square of Heraklion.<br />
The story proper ends at this point. But the poem suddenly and<br />
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