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96 Unto the Landgrave. Now, sweet Prince, good night. Else will the Jndengasse gates be closed. Thanks, father, thanks. liebhaid, my bride, good-night. [He kisses her brow. SuBSKUsny places his hands on the heads of LiKBJfMD and Pbingb William.

Blessed, O Lord, art thou, who bringest joy To bride and bridegroom. Let as thank the Lord. [Ctartain falls.

Who tells thee of my son's love for the Jewess ?

Who tells me ? Ask the Judengasse walls, The garrulous stones publish Prince William's visits To his fair mistress.