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SCENE IV.

ZAIDA.
How shall I thank the Guardian of my Fame?

[kneels to Kaliel.
KALIEL.
Rise, Zaida!—Peace!—more thanks shall Kaliel claim.
Behold thy Zoreb dead to mortal View,
The Spells dissolv'd, shall wake to Life, and you.
Recit. Accomp.

[While the Symphony is playing, Zoreb rises gradually from the Tomb.
ZOREB.
Air.
“What Angel's Voice, what sweet enchanting Breath
“Calls hapless Zoreb from the Bed of Death?
“In Terror's Gloom,
“Night's awful Womb,
“My Soul imprison'd lay,
“But now I wake to Day,
“Too weak my Power's to bear this Flood of Light,
“For all Elyzium opens to my Sight.”

[looks rapturously on Zaida.
ZAIDA.
O Zoreb!—O my Lord!—My bosom Guest!
Transport is mute! My Eyes must speak the rest.

ZOREB.
And do I wake to Bliss, as well as Life!
'Tis more than Bliss!—'tis Zaida—'tis my Wife.

KALIEL.
In Fate's mysterious Web this Knot was wove:
Thus Heaven rewards your Constancy and Love.

[joins their Hands.
Duett.
ZOREB, ZAIDA.
No Power could divide us, no Terror dismay,
No Treasures could bribe us, no Falshood betray:
No Demons could tempt us, no Pleasure could move,
No Magic could bind us, but the Magic of Love.

ZOREB.
The Spell round my Heart was the Image of You;
Then how could I fail to be constant and true?

ZAIDA.
The Spell round my Heart was the Image of You;
Then how could I fail to be constant and true?

KALIEL.
Recit.
Hence ye wicked Sprites away!
Passion yields to Reason's Sway:
Purer Beings of the Air
Hover round and guard this Pair:
Love and Innocence appear!
Love and Virtue triumph here.

[Waves his Wand.