SCENE SIXTH.

The tent of an Arab chief, standing alone on an oasis.

Peer Gynt, in his eastern dress, resting on cushions. He is drinking coffee, and smoking a long pipe. Anitra, and a bevy of Girls, dancing and singing before him.

Chorus of Girls.

The Prophet is come!

The Prophet, the Lord, the All-Knowing One,

To us, to us is he come,

O’er the sand-ocean riding!

The Prophet, the Lord, the Unerring One,

To us, to us is he come,