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tand Encompassed with a wall of dauntless hearts, And founded on a mighty people's love, And guarded by the God of righteousness. BENHADAD: I feel the flame of courage at thy breath Leap up among the ashes of despair. Thou hast returned to save us! Thou shalt have The maid; and thou shalt lead my host again! Priest, I command you give her back to him. REZON: O master, I obey thy word as thou Hast ever been obedient to the voice Of Rimmon. Let thy fiery captain wait Until the sacrifice has been performed, And he shall have the jewel that he claims. Must we not first placate the city's god With due allegiance, keep the ancient faith, And pay our homage to the Lord of Wrath? BENHADAD: [Sinking back upon his throne in fear.] I am the faithful son of Rimmon's House,-- And lo, these many years I worship him! My thoughts are troubled,--I am very old, But still a King! O Naaman, be patient! Priest, let the sacrifice be offered. [The High Priest lifts his rod. Gongs and cymbals sound. The curtain is rolled back, disclosing the image of Rimmon; a gigantic and hideous idol, with a cruel human face, four horns, the mane of a lion, and huge paws stretched in front of him enclosing a low altar of black stone. RUAHMAH stands on the altar, chained, her arms are bare and folded on her breast. The people prostrate themselves in silence, with signs of astonishment and horror.] REZON: Behold the sacrifice! Bow down, bow down! NAAMAN: [Stabbing him.] Bow thou, black priest! Down,--down to hell! Ruahmah! do not die! I come to thee. [NAAMAN rushes toward her, attacked by the priests, crying "Sacrilege! Kill him!" But the soldiers stand on the steps and beat them back. He springs upon the altar and clasps her by the hand. Tumult and confusion. The King rises and speaks with a loud voice, silence follows.] BENHADAD: Peace, peace! The King commands all weapons down! O Naaman, what wouldst thou do? Beware Lest thou provoke the anger of a god. NAAMAN: There is no God but one, the Merciful, Who gave this perfect woman to my soul That I might learn through her to worship Him, And know the meaning of immortal Love. BENHADAD: [Agitated.] Yet she is
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