LANDGRAVE.
Oh that he ne'er were born !
Hola ! Halberdiers ! Yeomen of the Guard !
Enter Chiardsmen,
Bear off this prisoner ! Let him sigh out
His blasphemous folly in the castle tower,
Until his hair be snow, his fingers claws.
[They seize and bear away Prince William.
Well, what's your counsel ?
SCHNETZEN.
Briefly this, my lord.
The Jews of Nordhausen have brewed the Prince
A love-elixir — let them perish all !
[TumtUt ivitKout, Singing of Hymns and Hinging
of Church-bells, The Lj^xdqraye and ScHxnsT'
ZEN go to the window.
[1] SONG (without).
The cruel pestilence arrives,
Cnts off a myriad human lives.
See the Flagellants' naked skin I
They scourge themselves for grievous sin.
Trembles the earth beneath God's breath.
The Jews shall all be burned to death.
LANDGRAVE.
Look, foreign pilgrims ! What an endless file !
- ↑ A rhyme of the times. See Graetz's History of the Jews, page 374, vol. vii.
