The lowly child of old Hammedetha

Is first among the servants of the king.

Ah, Mordecai, you did not know I am

An Agagite, who fed upon the breast

Of unrelenting hate toward every child

Of Israel, who will not bend the knee

Save to the God of Abraham. Oh, do

[Wailing in Street.]

You, Zeresh, hear that wail of anguish? Love,

I know that you are proud to be the wife

Of him who can direct such music.

Zeresh

I

Am proud of Haman's power.

Haman

Go call our friends.

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Zeresh

Before the rising sun had touched with gold

The treetops on the peaks of Zagros, Tesh,

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