Haman defiantly in the face.]
Home of Haman--two days later.
[Enter Haman, Zeresh, and Parshandatha.]
My star grows brighter with each setting sun; 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.
I Am proud of Haman's power.
Go call our friends.
Before the rising sun had touched with gold The treetops on the peaks of Zagros, Tesh, The son of Zalphon, was abroad In Shushan on the errand of my lord.
Not only in this city, but,