Voices
Look, his stars are darkened.—No longer can he find his way, for he is blind.—They have put out his eyes.
Jeremiah
[Drawing near the recumbent figure with profound emotion] Zedekiah! Lord King!
Zedekiah
Is it thou, Jeremiah?
Jeremiah
It is I, Lord King. I am thy faithful servant, Jeremiah. [He kneels beside the king]
Scorn me not! Drive me not from thee, as I drave thee from me! Thy words have burned me to ashes, man of might. Now leave me not alone in the hour of mine anguish. Be with me, as you swore before God when last we met.