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THE DANCE TO DEATH.


SUSSKIND (cm heptuses the platform).

Woe to the father
Who morders his own child !

SCHNETZEN.

I am avenged,
Stisskind von Orb ! Blood for blood, fire for fire,
And death for death !
[Exeunt Su8SKiin>, Liebhaid, etc.

Enter Jewish youths and maidens,

YOUTHS {in chorus).

Let us rejoice, for it is promised us
That we shall enter in God's tabernacle !

MAIDENS.

Our feet shall stand within thy gates, O Zion,
Within thy portals, O Jerusalem ! [Exeunt.

citizen's wife.

I can see naught from here. Let 's follow, Hans.

CITIZEN.

Be satisfied. There is no inch of space
For foot to rest on yonder. Look ! look there !
How the flames rise !

BOY.

O father, I can see !
They all are dancing in the crimson blaze.