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Phanor, What wouldst thou?

At the city gate that leads To Moad’s fertile plain, the valiant Omar Is just arrived.

Indeed; the tyrant’s friend, The fierce, vindictive Omar, his new convert, Who had so long opposed him, and still fought For us!

Perhaps he yet may serve his country, Already he hath offered terms of peace; Our chiefs have parleyed with him, he demands An hostage, and I hear they’ve granted him The noble Seid.

Seid? gracious heaven!

Behold! my lord, he comes.

Ha! Omar here! There’s no retreating now, he must be heard; Palmira, you may leave us.—O ye gods Of my forefathers, you who have protected