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   1ST PERSON. He is inexorable! He thrust from him

   Prelates, boyars, and Patriarch; in vain

   Prostrate they fall; the splendour of the throne

   Affrights him.

   2ND PERSON.  O, my God, who is to rule us?

   O, woe to us!

   3RD PERSON. See! The Chief Minister

   Is coming out to tell us what the Council

   Has now resolved.

   THE PEOPLE.     Silence! Silence! He speaks,

   The Minister of State. Hush, hush! Give ear!

   SHCHELKALOV. (From the Red Balcony.)

   The Council have resolved for the last time

   To put to proof the power of supplication

   Upon our ruler's mournful soul. At dawn,

   After a solemn service in the Kremlin,

   The blessed Patriarch will go, preceded

   By sacred banners, with the holy ikons

   Of Donsky and Vladimir; with him go

   The Council, courtiers, delegates, boyars,

   And all the orthodox folk of Moscow; all

   Will go to pray once more the queen to pity

   Fatherless Moscow, and to consecrate

   Boris unto the crown. Now to your homes

   Go ye in peace: pray; and to Heaven shall rise

   The heart's petition of the orthodox.