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Rh Look how their garments wave, their jewels shine, When the smoke parts a bit. The tall flames dart. Is not the fire real fire ? They fear it not.

Arise, oh house of Jacob. Let us walk Within the light of the Almighty Lord ! Enter in furious haste Prince William and Noeu>mann.

Respite ! You kill your daughter, Henry Schnetzen! Liebhaid von Orb is your own flesh and blood.

Spectre ! do dead men rise ? Yea, for revenge ! I swear. Lord Schnetzen, by my knightly honor. She who is dancing yonder to her death, Is thy wife's child ! [ScHKETZEN and Prince William make a rush forward towards the flames. Music ceases; a sound of crashing hoards is heard and a great cry — Hallelujah !