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Rh Protect His chosen, atill. Yet even His favor Our enemies would twist into a curse. Beholding the deBtroying angel smite The foul idolater and leave anscathed The gates of Israel — the old cry they rsiee — We have begotten the Black Death — we poison The well-springs of the towns. God pity us ! Bat truly are we blessed in Nordbausen. Such terrors seem remote as Egypt's plagues. I warrant you our Landgrave dare not harry Such creditors as we. See, here comes one, The greatest and moat liberal of them all — Siisskind von Orb.

SiJssKiND vOK Okb, Liebraid. and Reuben enter, all pass across the stage, and disappear within the Synagogue.

I 'd barter my whole fortune. And yours to boot, that 'e thrice the bulk of mine, For half the bonds he holds in Frederick's name. The richest merchant in Thuringia, he — The poise of his head would tell it, knew we How has his daughter leaped to womanhood ! I mind when she came toddliog by his hand, But yesterday — a flax-haired child — to-day Her brow is level with hie pompous obin.