UMS Concert Program, May 27th, 1892: Damnation Of Faust -- Hector Berlioz

Season: 1891-1892
Concert: SIXTH
Complete Series: XVIII
University Hall, Ann Arbor

of f ust
BY
MAY 27th,
MAY 28th,
DETROIT. RINK,
DETROIT.
ANN ARBOR, Michigan.
University School of Music has been established and will be conducted by the University Musical Society of the University of Michigan. The School will offer systematic courses of instruction in Voice Culture and Singing; in Piano, Organ, Violin, 'Cello and Orchestral Instruments; in Harmony, Counterpoint, Canon and Fugue, Composition, Art of Conducting, etc.
Lectures on Sound, Musical History, Aesthetics, Psychology, Physiology, Hygiene, etc., will be given by members of the University Faculties.
The School will be open for the reception of pupils October 1st, 1892.
For announcements and further information, address
ALBERT A. STANLEY, A. M.,
ANN ARBOR, flichigan.
University Musical Society.
FRANCIS W. KELSEY, PH. D., PRESIDENT.
UNIVERSITY MALL, ANN ARBOR,
MAY 27th, 1892.
1891 CHORAL UNION SERIES; 1892
THIRD SEASON, SIXTH CONCERT, (Complete Series No. XVIII )
the Damnation or
DRAHATIC LEGEND
FOR SOLI. CHORUS AND ORCHESTRA, BY HECTOR BERLIOZ.
University Choral Union,
25O VOICES. ASSISTED BY
MRS. GENEVRA JOHNSTONE-BISHOP, . . . Marguerite.
MR. CHARLES A. KNORR...........Faust.
MR. HEINRICH MEYN.........Mephistopheles.
MR. HARRY JOY,.............Brander.
AM) A FULL ORCHESTRA.
MR. WILHELM YUNCK, Concert Master. ALBERT A. STANLEY, A. M., Conductor.
THE CHORAL UNION.
Phof. PAUL R. B de PONT, President. Prop. LEVI D. WINES, Treasurer.
Jin. ANDERSON IT. HOPKINS, Secretary.
Pkof. ALBERT A. STANLEY, Conductor. Mn. FRANK BRISCOE, Librarian.
EXECUTIVE COnniTTEE.
Miss BELLE L. BREWSTER.
¦Miss ANNA MAY BAILEY. Miss ALLENE PECK.
Miss MAY MUMA.
Mr. WESTON A. PRICE.
Mil. HARDY RICHARDSON.
Puof. TITOS. C. TRUEBLOOD. Mil. ERNEST N. BULLOCK.
The Damnation of Faust.
part jfirst.
SCENE I.
(Plains of Huugary.) kaust (alone in the fields.) Sunrise.
The winter has departed, spring is here!
River and brook again are flowing free. ¦
Behold from the dome of heaven, pouring forth,
Fresh splendor breaks, and gladness everywhere.
I gTeet with joy (he cool, reviving breatli of morning,
I drink full draughts of sweet, delicious balsam,
I hear the birds awake 'midst the reeds,
The low deep murmuring of waves and water-reeds.
Oh joy, lo dwell within the lonely forest,
Far from the crowded world and all its striving!
SCENE II.
(Dauce ot peasants under the linden tree.) SONG AND CHORUS.
The shepherd donned his best array,
Wreath and jacket and ribbons gay.
Oh, but he was smart to see!
The circle closed round the linden tree.
All danced and sprang--like madmen danced away.
Hurrah, Hurrah!
Huzza, Huzza!
Tra la la la,
The fiddle bows went merrily.
FAUST.
What mean these cries, these songs, that distant noise
It is the village folk at early dawn,
Who dance and sing upon the grassy lawn,-My darkened soul begrudges them their joys.
SONfl AND CIIOIIUS.
But nimbly speeds it in the ring. Right and left they dance and swing; Skirts are Hying as they skip. They all grow red, they all grow warm, Take breath a moment; arm in arm.
Hurrah, hurrah, huzza, huzza!
They all go round together. " Be not familiar," then she cried; " Many a man deceives his bride, "Ah, how many have cheated and have lied!" But he persuaded her aside And echoed from the linden tree.
Hurrah, hurrah, huzza, huzza!
The shouting and the fiddles.
SCENE III.
(Another part of the plain--An army advancing.) FAUST.
A splendor of weapons is brightly gleaming afar, 11a! the sons of the Danube, apparelled for war, They gallop so proudly along; How sparkle their eyes -How flash their shields!
All hearts are thrilled--they chant their battle's story-My heart alone is cold--all unmoved by glory. Hungarian March.
(The army passes by. Faust withdraws.)
part Second
SCENE IV. (North Germany.) FAUST ((done in his study). Without regret I left the smiling meadows, Where grief pursued me still.
And without delight I now greet our haughty mountains, To my home I return. Still is sorrow my guest. Ah, I suffer! I suffer! Starless night, Spreading far her silence and her shades, Adds another sorrow to my troubled heart-For me alone, 0 Earth, thou hast no flowers. Where shall I lind that which my soul desires V Vainly I seek, it Hies my eager quest! Enough! we'll make an end. --Hut I tremble! Why tremble thus at the abyss that before me yawns
0 cup too long denied to my most ardent wishes! Come vial from the shelf,
1 the poison will drain,
AVhich must give me new light, or for aye end my woes.
(He lifts the cup to his lips--A sound of bells--Religious chants are 'hoard from a neighboring church.)
Easier Hymn.
CHORUS.
Christ is risen from the dead!
The gloomy abode of decay forsaking,
To the heav'nly gate transfigured lie mounts;
Whilst to endless joys celestial
He swiftly is borne up on'high.
We, His loving children,
Arc languishing here below.
Alas! on this earth He hath left us, Doomed this life's sad burden to bear. O heav'nly Master I
Thy bliss hath brought us affliction and mourning; But let us trust in His word everlasting, We shall soon follow Him
To the heavenly mansions to which he has called us, Hosanna! Hosanna!
FAUST.
What music! O my memories!
Oh, my poor trembling spirit,
Wilt tlioii ascend to heaven, borne up by holy songs
My tottering faith revives,
Recalling all my peaceful infancy,
My happy boyhood days,
¦The blessedness of prayer.
How pure was my enjoyment,
To wander all wrapt in tho't,
Thro' the verdant meadows
In the glorious light of the vernal sun.
Memory holds me now with childish feeling
Back from the lust, the fatal step.
Alas! heavenly tones, why seek me in the dust
Why visit the accursed sweet hymns of devotion,
Why come and conquer thus suddenly my stubborn will
Soft melodious strains bring peace to my soul;
Songs, more sweet than morning,
I hear again! My tears spring forth--the earth hath won me back!
SCENE V.
PAUST AND MEI'IIISTOIMIHI.ES.
mkpiiibtoi'iieles (suddenly appearing).
0 pious frame of mind! Child of heaven,'tis well! Your hand, dear doctor! This glad Easter bell With silvering strain,
lias charmed to peace again Your troubled, earthly brain.
PAU8T.
And who art tliou, whose ardent glances so fierce, Even as a poniard, through my marrow pierce, And burn like name my spirit Speak, tell me tliy name! '
MEl'UISTOl'llHI.KS.
Why, for a Doctor, the question seems Ilippant.
1 am thy friend, thy comfort, I will end thy sorrow-I'll give thee all thon wishest, wealth and fame, boundless
"joy, Whateer the wildest dreams of mortal can foreshow.
FAUST.
'Tis well, wretched demon; I wait; let me hear.
MEI'H rSTOPHELKS.
Hark! I will bewitch thine eye and ear,
Be buried no more, like the worms of the earth
That gnaw at thy folios. Come! Arise, follow me!
FAUST.
Be it so!
MKPHISTOI'HELES.
Let us go! Thou slialt study the world, And leave thy den--leave thy hateful study. (They disappear ru the air.)
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SCENE VI. '
' (Auerbaeta's Cellar iu Leipsio.)
FAUST, ME1M1ISTO1MIELES, 11RANDBB, STUDENTS, I1U1UIIIKKS, SOLDIEUS.
Drinking Chorus of Students. Another glass of Rhenish lihiiiu!
MEI'HISTOIMIELKS.
Here, Faust, behold a jolly set of fellows, AVho with wine and song make merry all day.
SOMK STUDENTS.
Who knows a lively song to give us Naught like mirth to give zest to wine. Now, Brander, thou! He forgets all his ballads.
IlKANDKIt.
Nay, I know oue, I made it myself.
cuouus. Let us all listen!
BIIANDKK.
Since you invite me
I'll give you at once something new.
CIIOKDS.
Bravo, bravo!
Son.
BRANDEIl.
There was a rat in the cellar nest, Whom fat and butter made smoother, He had a paunch beneath his vest, Like that of Dr. Luther. The cook laid poison cunningly, Aud then as sore oppressed was he As if he had love in hie boso n.
chorus (shouting).
As if he had, etc., etc.
BUANUEK.
He run about, he ran about,
His thirst in puddles laving;
He guawed and scratched the house throughout
But nothing cured his raving.
He whirled aud jumped with torment, mad,
And soon enough the poor beast had,
As if he had love in his bosom.
cnoitus (as above).
As if, etc., etc.
BRANDER.
And driven at last, in open day, He ran into the kitchen, Fell on the hearth and squirming lay, In the last convulsion twitching. Then laughed the murderess in her glee: "Ha! .ha! he's at his last gasp,'' said she, "As if he had love in his bosom." cuouus.
As if, etc., etc. Requiescat in pace! Amen!
BRANDER.
And now sing a fugue,
On the "Amen" a fugue,
Let's improvise a scholarly piece.
MEI'HISTOI'IIELES (to FailSl).
Take notice now.
Their bestiality
Will show itself ere long in its true colors.
CHORUS. (A fugue on the melody of Brauder's song.)
Amen! Amen! MEi-iiisToi'itELKs (advnncinr). I' faith good sirs, your fugue is splendid! To hear it is to dream one is in some holy place. Pray, let me freely say it, 'tis scholarly in style; Devout, thoroughly so; one could not better express The pious sentiments which in closing all her petitions, Holy Church sums up in this one word. In my turn I will respond, by your leave, with a song On a no less pathetic theme than yours, sirs.
CHORUS.
Ah! he dares to mock us to our face.
Who is this fellow
How pale and ghastly
Who ever saw hair so red
Well, go on! give us thy song, begin!
MElMItSTOl'IIEI.ES.
There was a king once reigning,
AVho had a big black flea,
And loved him past explaining,
As his own son were he.
He called his man of stitches;
The tailor came straightway.
" Here, measure the lad for breeches,
And measure his coat, I say!"
In silk and velvet gleaming,
He now was wholly drest,
Had a coat with ribbons streaming,
A cross upon his breast.
He had the first of stations,
A minister's star and name,
And also his relations
Great lords at court became,
B '¦
O j
@@@@And lords aud ladies of honor ;
Were plagued, awake aud in bed, :
The queen, she got them upon her,
The maids were bitten aud bled. j
And they did not dare to brush them,
Or scratch them, day or night. j
We crack them and we crush them s
At once, whene'er they bite. i
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chorus {shouting).
Bravo, bravo, bravissimo! '
We crack them and we crush them ¦ j
At once, whene'er they bite. i
faust (to Mcphisto-phclex). '
Enough! let's quit at once this company so brutal, ;
With joys degrading and ignoble deeds. "¦
Hast thou no purer pleasures, no calmer sports ;
To offer me, thou dread, infernal guide i
MEl'HISTOl'IIKLUS. i
This is not to thy taste I
Come on!-' (They spread their mantle aud take (light.)
SCENE VII. -j
(Bushy meadows on the banks of the Elbe.) J
MEIMIISTOl'HELKS. ;
In this fair bower, ;
Fragrant with many a flower, j
On this sweet scented bed, .1
Dearest Faust, lay thy head
And slumber! j
Soothed by voluptuous repose, I
Whilst fragrant roses on thy fever'd brow ehall breathe, j
Their blossoms unfolding, j
Thy pillow to wreathe. ' j
Thine ear shall be ravished with heavenly music. i
Oh hearken! Dost thou hear it ' ;
The spirits of earth and of air
E'en now to lull thy slumber with sweet strains begin. ¦
Fault's vision. ' )
CIIOUUS OK SYWIIS AND ONOMES. ;
Sleep, happy Faust! ;
Ere long, yea, ere long 'neath curtaiiiB of azure nnd gold, : Happy Faust, thou shalt close thine eyes in slumber deep. :
Bright in the sky thy star now is gleaming, ".
Sweet dreams of love shall enrapture thy soul.
With forms of beauty rare ¦
Now clothes itself the landscape,
A vision fair unfolding J
Of flowery groves and meads. ]
And pleasant leafy bowers, 3
Where tender lovers meet. , j
Their ardent vows exchanging.
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Beyond are seen the vines, Their branches thickly covered With tender shoots and leaves, And fruit in purple clusters. See yonder loving pair. Along the winding valley; They take no note of time. Beneath the shady bower A fair one follows them In meditation rapt; Beneath her lashes gleams A solitary tear.
FAUST.
Ah, o'er my eyes e'en now a veil is spreading.
crroRus. Extended lies the mere,
All along the green hill-sides; Bright the sunbeams are shining
()n its mirror so clear. Here with laughter and singing
Its borders loud resound, Here to music of viols
The merry dance goes round. While some are boldly climbing
The rugged mountain's side, Others are lightly swimming
Upon the glassy tide.
Extended lies, etc.
Happy all seem and tireless
Seeking one common end; Eager this bright existence
To the full to enjoy. All pleasures, like the sunshine,
Come to all from above. Yet of raptures the sweetest,
O Faust, is love, sweet love. Sleep, sleep, happy Faust.
faust (dreaming). O Marguerite!
chorus.
And the winged races fly, Fly to enticing isles, In whirl of dancing fly! Some other spirits, scaling The highlands, boldly mount, All of them lifeward hieing, For rapture and for love!
MEI'iriSTOPHELES.
The magic charm is working; he is ours; lie sleeps! Well done, my dainty elves! This debt I must repay. Now let him dream of love.
10 dance of sylphs. (Orchestra.)
fatjst (suddenly nioal'ing).
0 Marguerite! . . . What a dream! What aiiuel in human form !
Where dwellest thou
1 feel the purest bliss,
Since in my dream 1 saw thee!
MEPHISTOPHKLESl.
Come then and swiftly shilt thou go
To the lowly cot where she dwellclh.
Where thy love sits and softly telleth
The fair thoughts from hi r soul that Mow.
Here comes a jolly party of students and soldiers:
They'll pass before thy beauty's dwelling:
Along wilh these young fools with their shouts and songs,
We to the fair one's house will go.
But thy transports restrain,
And my counsels obey.
SCENE VIIT. (Ohorus of Students and Soldiers mareliing toward the I own.)
SOLDIERS. Stoutly walled cities
We fain would win And maidens with lofty
And scornful mien. Tho' daring the venture,
Yet rich is the prize. The trumpets are sounded
With powerful breath, They summon to glory,
The}' summon to death. We rush into action
Nor quit we the Held, Till both maids and towns
To us themselves yield.
STUDENTS.
Jam nor slelUitn relamina pandit,
Nunc bihen&wu el amandum est.
Vila lireMs fugtifiiue uolnpl.as.
Oaudeinniix ijiliir, gaudcamua!
Nobis svbridente luna,
Per urbem qwi-rentcs pnelhis Eamus!
Ut cran fortunati Gmnres, dieamus:
Vetii, Vidi, vieif
GmideamuH itjitnr, gaudennnis!
Donble Chorus of Soldiers and Students.
8OIDIEHS.
Stoutly walled cities We fain would win, etc.
STUDENTS.
Jam nox slellata velamina, etc.
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flart TOrfc.
SCENE IX.
(Drums and trumpets sounding the tattoo.} kaust (in Marguerite's dwelling. Evening.) Thou sweet twilight, be welcome ! Thee greet I from my heart. Thou softly fill'Bt this place, To chaste repose set apart, Wherein I feel a vision Kiss my fevered brow, Like the balmy breath of early morning. Sure 'tis love inspires me.
Oh, how I feel my cares take wings und fly away ! How dear to me this silence, How joyously I breathe this pure air ! O youthful maiden, my sweet enslaver ! How 1 love thee, ) earthly angel ! Whut awful joy this moment swells my heart ! With what ecstacy 1 gaze on the home of my love ! How sweet the air of this dwelling !
0 joy, after long years of torture ! AVhat joy is mine !
SCENE X.
FAUST AND MKPIIISTOntELES.
MErinsTorriELES (entering). m
She draws near !
She must not see thee yet.
Hide thee here.
FAUST.
Heavens ! rny heart will break For very joy.
MEPniSTOniBLES.
1 leave thee now awhile,
The time employ to win the maid !
(He conceals Faust behind the curtain.)
Good ! my sprites and I now shall sing ¦
For you the sweetest wedding ditties.
FAUST,
Calm thee, my heart, be quiet.
SCENE XI.
(Enter MARGUERITE with a lamp. FAUST concealed.) MARGUERITE.
How sultry is the air ! I tremble like a child. 'Tis my dream last night, which tills my heart with sadness.
1 saw him in my droam ; him, my predestined love. How handsome he was ! O how tender was his love !
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How dearly he loved me !
How dearly I loved him !
And upon this earth
What folly !
(She sings while musing.)
There was a King in Thule,
Was faithInl till the grave, To whom his sweetheart dying A golden goblet gave.
Naught was to him more precious, He drained it at every bout :
His eyes with tears ran over. As oft aa he drank thereout.
When came his time of dying. The towns in his land he told,
Naught else to his heir denying, Except the goblet of gold.
He sat at the royal banquet With his knights of high degree,
In the lofty hall of his fathers, In the eastleby the.sea.
There stood the old carouser, And drank the last life-glow,
And hurled the hallowed goblet Into the tide below.
He saw it plunging and filling, And sinking deep in the sea :
Then fell his eyelids forever, And nevermore drank he.
SCENE XII.
(Square before Marguerite's house.) MEPIirSTOPHELES AND WIIjT.-O'-TIIE-WISPS.
Invocation.
MEI'IIISTOrilKT.KS.
Ye spirits of flickering dame,
Hither come ! Haste, I need your aid.
Quick, appear ! I need your aid.
Ye spirits of evil and caprice conspire
To enchant, subdue and win a maiden's love.
Now dance, ye Will-o'-the-Wisps,
Ho ! dance right merrily.
Will-o'-the-Wisps and gnomes
Dance, or away ye go !
(Orchestral Minuet or the Will o'the-Wisps.
Come on, and a serenade I'll sing, One that shall charm the maiden, And soothe her troubled heart.
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SERENADE OP MEPmSTOPHELBS.
Why dost thou wait
At the door of thy lover,
My foolish Kate,
In the grey of the morning V
O beware, nor enter there !
Trust his fair speeches never.
Men deceivers wore ever ;
And love is but a snare.
Maiden, take heed !
Lose no time here in sighing.
Keck well my rede :
Shun the danger by flying.
O take heed !
Trust his fair speeches never.
Men deceivers were ever,
And love is but a snare.
ciiohcs (Will-o'-the-Wisps). Foolish Kate ! Trust his fair speeches never, etc.
MKl'IIISTOPIIF.r.ES.
Hush ! now disappear.
(Will-o'-Hie-Wisps vanish.) Keep silence ! Let us list to the cooing of our doves.
SCENE XIII.
MARGUERITE.
O joy ! What do I see Can it be he Can I believe my eyes 1
DUET--FAUST AND MARGUERITE.
Angel adored, whose dear and lovely image, While yet I had not known thee, Illumined my dark soul ! At hist I thee behold, And o'er the zealous cloud-veil Which hid thco from my sight, My love the vict'ry hath won, Margarita, I love, thee !
marguerite.
Thou knowest my name ! And I too Have often whispered thine-Faust !
FAtTST.
That name is mine, But I will take another if it please thee better.
MARGUERITE.
In dreams I thee have seen, Such as I see thee now.
FAT1ST
Hast seen me in thy dreams
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MARGUERITE.
I know thy voice, thy face, thy sweet and winning speech.
FAUST.
And did'st thou love me
MARGUERITE.
Ah ! for thee I longed.
FAUST.
Margarita, I love thee !
MARGUERITE.
My tender love was thine By inspiration.
FAUST.
Marguerite is mine !
MARGUERITE.
O dearest love, thy sweet and noble image, While yet I have not known thee, Shone brightly in my soul ! At last I thee"hehold, And o'er the jealous cloud-veil, Which hid thee from my sight.
FAUST.
Dearest maid, sweetest treasure !
To my love without measure
Yield thee now, I implore,
For thy embrace my heart fondly yearneth,"
Come, O come ! sweet love !
MARGUERITE.
O what transports of pleasure
To his arms me impel V
What gentle languor seized my whole being.
In my eyes are tears.
Oh ! how happy V What joy !
SCENE XIV.
MEPirisTorirKi.ES (entering abruptlff.) Away ! it is too late !
MARGUERITE.
Who is this man
FAUST.
A brute !
MEI"IIIST0PHEI,B8.
Nay, a friend.
MARGUERITE.
Ah ! his glance with horror Freezes my blood !
If)
MEPHISTOPIIETjES.
No doubt I am intruding.
FAUST.
Who bade thee enter here
MEI'IIISTOPHELES.
I come to warn this angel !
E'en now the neighbors all, awakened by our songs,
Run hitlier and point out the house to passers-by.
At Marguerite they are scofling :ind they call for her mother,
The dame will soon be here.
FAUST.
O terror!
We must be oil!
FAUST.
Then farewell!
MEPHISTOrrTELES.
Soon shall you meet again. Consolation is near, Follows close upon sorrow.
MARGUERITE.
Then farewell, dearest love ! We shall meet on the morrow. Now tarry nut, they come !
TRIO.--FAUST.
Now do I know, at last, all the joys of existence ! Happiness, thou dost smile on me, Call'st me to thee, and I come ; -At last thou art mine.
Love a ne'er dying Hume in my bosom hath kindled, Of m)' consuming love soon shall I taste the joy.
MA1U1UEUTTE.
Dearest Faust !
Unto thee I give my whole self,
Love a ne'er dying llame in my bosom hath kindled,
O my heart's joy ! my sole treasure !
To lose thee were to die !
MEl'IITSTOriTET.ES.
Thus I drag thee around at my pleasure, haughty Faust! Lo, the hour approaches in which thou shalt be mine. Slave of love, whose joys thou ne'er shall taste, In hell thy fierce desires shall in llame and torment thee.
cnoRUS (with Trio). There's a lover now in your house, And mark well! ere long he'll get ye all in trouble. Holla! Holla! Holla! Dame Oppenheim! See what your daughter's doing.
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part fourtb.
SCENE XV. Song.
MAU0UE1HTE.
My heart with grief is heavy,
My peace of mind is o'er, Never again shall 1 find it,
Oh! never, never more! Where my love is not with me
Is to me as the tomb, My life, without his presence,
All shrouded is in gloom! My brain, so sore bewildered,
Hath no power of thought, My dull and feeble senses
Are entirely distraught.
I look out at the casement,
His line, tall form to see; To meet him and he with him
Is heav'n's own joy to me. His proud and noble bearing,
Of his smile the winning grace, Of bis hand the soft pressure
And ah! his fond embrace!
My heart with grief is heavy,
My peace of mind is o'er, Ne'er again shall 1 find it,
Ah! never, never more! All day long to be near him
Fondly yearns my heart. Ah, could I tightly clasp him,
I would ne'er let him part. Him with kisses I'd smother,
All glowing with love's lire, And on his lips still hanging,
I'd fain at last expire! (Drams and trumpets sound a retreat.) (Chorus of Soldiers an 1 Students In the distance)
SOLDIERS.
The trumpets are sounded with powerful breath. They summon to glory, they summon to death. Tho' daring the venture, Yet how rich is the prize!
MAliITEHITK.
Day's reign will soon be ended,
Dusky twilight approaches. .
Afar the evening drums and trumpets now are sounding,
With songs and shouts of joy,
As on that blessed evening lirst when I saw Faust.
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CHORUS OF STUDENTS.
Jam nox stellata, etc.
MARGUERITE.
He cometh not! Poor heart! ....
SCENE XVI. (Cavern and forest.)
faust {(dune). Invocation to Mature.
O boundless nature, spirit sublime, mysterious! Alone tliou givest comfort to my unhappy soul. On thy breast, mighty pow'r, is my sorrow abated! And my strength renewing, 1 seem to live again!
Blow, ye tierce howling winds !
Cry out, ye boundless forests !
Fall down, fall down, ye rocks !
And roar, ye mountain streams, wildly rushing !
Withyour thundering souuds my voice loves to unite.
Ye rocks, and streams, aud woods, accept my homage,
Bright sparkling worlds above,
Towards you leaps the piteous cry
Of a heart in anguish, of a soul '
Madly longing, vainly striving for joy !
SCENE XVII.
MEPinsTornELEs {scaling tJw rocks.) Say, does thine eye discern upon, the azure vault the star of
constant love V
Its potent iiilluence you'll find very needful, For in dreams thou art lost, whilst that poor child, thy dear Margarita-faust. . Be still !
MErnisTor iiei.es.
'Tis true, I should Be still,
Thou lov'st no more,
And yet she lias been dragged to prison,
Aud, for poisoning her mother, justly sentenced.
FATJST.
What !
(Hunting Music J MEF1II8T0FHEI.ES.
I hear the hunter's horn in the woods.
FAUST.
Speak further ! Thou dids'tsay She is sentenced lo death !
MErmSTOI'UELES.
A certain brownish liquor, quite safe if used aright,
Which she received of thee, lo make her mother sleep,
Lest she disturb vmrniirhtlv visits, has brought on all this woe
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Fondly hugging her dream, awaiting tliee every night slie
gave her tlie potion still.
This excess at lust told upon the old dame and killed her. Now thou know'st all the truth.
FAUST.
Treacherous monster !
Jim'IUSTOrilELES.
And thus has Her love for tuee led her on.
FAUST.
Thou must save her Thou miscreant!
MEI'IIISTOPIIUI.ES.
Ah ! tis I am the miscreant !
That is ever your way,
Ye ridiculous mortals. No matter !
I still am master to free her from prison and save her.
What hast thou done for me
Since I have been thy slave V
FAUST.
What dost thou ask
MEPHISTOPHELES.
Of me
Naught save thy signature
To this parchment scroll.
Thy love at once is freed from judguieut and death, If thou wilt sign this oath, to-morrow to serve me.
FAUST.
Why till to-morrow wait, if I suffer at present
Give here! There is my name !
Now to her gloomy duugeon fly we like the wind
Thou poor innocent victim !
Marguerite, I come !
MEPIHSTOPELES.
Come hither, Vortex, Giaour !
These magic steeds to her shall bear us swift as thought. Now mount we, and away at once. Justice tarries for no man.
SCENE XVIII.
The Ride to Hell. (Faust and Alephistopheles ga4Ioping on two black horses.)
FAUST.
In my bosom re-echoes her cry of desperation! Oh poor, forsaken one!
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CHORUS OF PEASANTS. (Kneeling before a rustic crucifix )
Sancta Maria, or a pro nobis! Sancta Magdalena, orapro nobis!
Keep clear of yonder children and women Saying their prayers at the cross.
MEl'IUSTOlMlKUiS.
Never mind them! Hasten on!
CHORUS.
Sancta Maria, orapro imhis! (Cries of terror; the chorus scatters in confusion. The riders pass by.)
FAUST. Gods! What a hideous mouster, howling, follows our tracks'
MKPIIISTOl'lIEI.ES.
Thou dreamest!
KAUST.
What a Mock of monstrous birds of prey!
What awful screams!
With their wiugs they strike me!
mephistopueles (reining in his horse).
The passing-bull for her is already sounding. Dost thou fear. Let's return!
(They halt.)
FAUST.
No! I hear it! Make haste!
(The horses quicken their speed.)
MK1MIIST0PHELES (lll'ninjj Oil Ms llOTSe).
On!, on! on!
FAUST.
About us on ev'ry side,
See how these countless legions
Of ghastly skeletons dance!
With what horrible laughter they salute us as they pass
MEPinsTOFHELEs(spurring on his horse).
On! on! on! Think of thy Margarita, And laugh at the dead!
faust (more and more terror-stricken and breathless). Our horses tremble; Their manes are bristling; They champ the bit.
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Before us I see
The earth, wildly rocking;
I hear below us i
The thunder's deep roll!
It raineth blood!
M EPniSTOPHELES.
Ou! on ! on!
Ye slaves of hell's dominion,
Your trumpets blow, your loud triumphal trumpets!
He is mine!
I'AUST.
Woe is me! Ah!
.NIEPIIISTOPIIELES.
Victor am I !
(They fall into the abyss.)
SCENE XIX. Pandemonium.
CHORUS OK THE SPIRITS OF HULL.
Has ! Irimiru karabra-o !
THE PRINCES OK DARKNESS.
Hast thou conquered this proud immortal soul, aud enslaved it, Mephistopheles, for aye V
MISPHISTOFHELES.
Lord and master, for aye.
THE PRINCES OF DARKNESS.
Then did Faust freely sign the dread act that did yield up his soul to our fires
MEPHISTOI'HELES.
Of his own free will he signed.
CHOIIUS OP THE SPIRITS OF HELL.
Has ! Mephistopheles ! Has ! Irimiru karabra-o ! Epilogue--On Earth.
THE PRINCES OK DARKNESS.
And then Hell's gales were still. The seething sound alone of the vast lakes of lire. The gnashing teeth and wail that dread torments inspire, Alone were heard above ; while in the depths profound, in dread mystery drowned, there was wrought-SMALL CHORUS.
An awful deed.
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SCENE XX.
CHOHUS.
Awful doom! (In Heaven.)
SERAI'ITIM.
(Prostrating themselves before the Almighty.) Latin!--Hosanna! Hosanna! She, too, hath loved much, O Lord!
A VOICE I'ROM ITEAVEN.
Margarita !
cnonus op heavenly spirits. To heaven ascend, O trusting spirit, ]}y thy love led astray. Take on again thy primordial beauty, Which one single stain hath soiled. Come ! the virgins celestial, Thy sisters, and seraphs, Will wipe away the tears Which thy sorrows on earth Still bring to thine eyes. Thy sin is freely pardoned. O be glad and rejoice ! Thou art saved ! Come, Margarita ! Como, come !
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SOPRANOS.
.Miss Lucy S. Andrews. Miss Helen A. Atkins. Miss Anna M y Bailey. Miss ltuth Beckwith. Miss Minnie L. Bender. Miss Achsa Blunt. Miss Amelia M. Breed. Miss Julia Hrennau. Miss Bellu L. Brewster. Miss Ella Buck. Miss Carlotta Briggs Bullis. Miss Cecilia L. Burke. Miss Alice Sabra CaUhvell. Miss Elizabeth A. Campbell. Mrs. Sidney AV. Clarkson. Miss Lucy K. Cole. Miss L. (;. Condon. Miss Winifred Rose Crainc. Miss Hattie A. T. Crippen. Miss Nina M. Davisou. Miss Lydia Dittman. Mise Imogeue Dunham. Miss Nellie Dunham. Mrs. Ed. II. Eberbach. Miss Anna E. Fisher. Miss Lillian May Fisk. Miss Amu C. Freeman. Miss Jennie M. Grace. Miss Ida M. Graham. Miss Emilie A Gruner. Miss Anna Gundert. Miss Emily Gundert. Miss Fannie Louise Gwinner. Miss Gertrude F. Hamilton. Miss Emily E. Hayley. Miss Mary I. Heard. Miss Nina May Holden. Mrs. AV. II. Howell. Mrs. Geo. Key. Miss Lou E. La Tourette.
Miss Else Liebig.
Miss Emma G. McAllister.
Miss Kva I Mains.
Miss Anna K. Miller.
Miss Lena Miller.
Miss E. W. Moore.
Miss Lou E. Moore.
Mrs. ('. A. Muniii.
Miss Mntliilde A. Neumann.
Miss Clara A. Oswald.
Mrs. F. M. Packer.
Miss EclnaL. Paddock.
Miss Mabel E. Pock.
Mrs. M. ('. Peterson.
Miss Clara E. Pinckney.
Miss Iioiina Pinckney.
Miss Marv F. Power.
Miss Emily .1, Purlield.
Miss Flora M. (Juigley.
Miss Amanda Reyor.
Miss .Julie Romingrr.
Miss Martha Speedily.
Mrs. M. G. Stark.
Miss Mabel St.imson.
Miss Amy E. Tanner.
Miss M. Grace Taylor.
Miss Martha I). Taylor.
Miss Lillian Thompson.
Miss Knte H. Trempcr.
Miss Milly Treinper.
Mrs. V. C. Vauiilian.
iSIiss Lillie Mae Volland.
Miss Carrie M. Watson.
Miss Margaret Wei.dman
Miss Anua E. Wetinore.
Miss Sara Whedon.
Miss ({race 1). Worrall.
Miss Elizabeth Rachel Wylie.
Miss Ada Zarbell.
Mrs. I). Zimmerman.
ALTOS.
Miss Clara Anderson. Mre. W. F. Bateman. Miss M. Ella.Bennett. Miss Nettie Bossuet. Mrs. Wm. A. Campbell Miss Gertrude Clark. Miss Annie Condon. Miss Mabel Crabbe.
Mrs. C. G. Darling. Miss Kispa M. Dopp. Miss Grace j. Dowler. Miss Ilattie Eddy. Miss Jennie Eddy. Miss Einilie G. Eldridge. Miss Mary E. Fish. Miss Maude Forhan.
23 ALTOS-Continued.
Miss Grace Goble. Mrs. Julia Gorinley. Miss Georgia Hawes. Mrs. George Ilempl. Miss Julia Herrick. Miss Kate A Hopper. Miss Charlotte Hut.el. Mrs. L. P. Jocelyn. Mrs. J. T. Jacobs. Miss Lucia Keeve. Miss Mary Kelly. Miss Clare Kenyon. Miss Marion Merrill. Miss J. Louise Morey. Miss May Muma. Miss Emergeue Orr. Miss Allene Peck.
Miss Florence II Pope. Miss Myra McPhcrson Post. Miss Antoinette E. Robson. Miss Josephine L Roberts. Miss Helen Searle. Miss Bena Seyler. Miss Berta Sherrod. Mrs. A. A. Stanley. Miss Rhoda K. Tanner. Miss Lucy E. Tpxtor. Miss Monna J. Tucker, Miss Alice E. Waclswortli. Miss Nellie G. Wetmore. Miss Susa Wliedon. Miss Elsie Wliitinan. Mrs. L. D. Wines.
TENORS.
Chas. J. Barr. Burton B. Bennett. James P. Bird. G. L. Chapman. E. H. Cheney. L. Churchill. Kobt. Clute. Arthur G. Cummer. G. Otis DeUrfae. "Win. II. Dorrence. A. 1-1. Feller. G. B. Fitch. William Ilaidle. Enoch II. Harriman. II. J. Harvey. Frank IT.-Hess. Leonard F. W. Hildner. Harry E. Hooker. Frank William Howe. I. C. Hnrspool. L. P. .locelyn. W. A. Kelly. Alfred Ernest Landers. James McElwee.
Edward G. Maul. Carl D. Morris.
F. VV. Nagler.
J. Raleigh Nelson. Forest J. Ovcrholt. Jonathan Palmer, .Ir Worthe VV. Pepple. Frank W. Perry. Ilirani Powers. John A. Pratt. Weston A Price. A. W. Reed. Hardy Richardson. R. L. Roberts. P. VV. Ross. Fred A. Sager. H. J. Slagle. Frank II. Smith. John A. Stevens.
G. E Tribby.. James H. Trott. William L. Webster. C. G. Wrentmore.
BASSOS.
Jas. IT. Adams. Duncan Anderson, Jr. E. D. Babst. A. W. Ball. Herbert E. Baright.
Marvin E. Barnhart. T. W. Battin. William F. Baur. Chas. C. Benedict. C. A. Bowen.
24 BASSOS--Continued.
Prank Briscoe. Frank IT. Brown. Beuj. F. Buck. Ernest N. Bullock. W. P. Caspary, Jr. A. L. Clark. O. H. Clark. John A. Cook. Howard M. Cox. Walter A. Cutler. M. L. Davis. P. R. de Pont. Chas. E. Dorrance. Robert W. Doughty. PI. J. Dowds. Robert Dunn. E. P. Felch. John AV. Foley. E. O. Galloway. Lewis 15. Garduer. . G. Irving Gavett. Harry Devillon Geiger. Myron P. Green. L G. Grundy. Jas. Win, Hnyley. "W. A. Hcartt. Chas. W. Ileywood. Arthur II. Holmes. Chas. E. Hooker. Anderson H. Hopkins. E. P. Hotchkiss. A. Styler Hoiighton. T. E. Howson.' Philip M. Kerridge.
W. A. Kickland. F. J. II. Leland. Harry E. McClumpha. Frank A. Manuy. Dwight Miller. Albert C. Mania. C. 1ST. Munro. Wm. F. Newman. II. T. Nightingale. E. J. Ott'away.' Charles G. Palmer. Norman W. Price. W. II. Kheinfrnnk. J. A. Ross. P. II. Seymour. It. A. Shipp. II. II. Smith. Wm. A. Spitzley. Louis A. Straus's. L. S. Taylor. Charles L. Thomas. Rob't. F. Thompson. Warren II. Thompson.
C. M. Thurston. L. C. Todd. Elmer K. Towl. Thos C. Truelilood. Henry II. WnlUcr. Wm.'lC. Walter. Robert WeidnianM. Josepli .Jerome Wells. Levi 1). Wines.
D. Zimmerman.
ANNOUNCEMENT.
The Choral Union Series next season will probably include Orchestral Concerts by the Theodore Thomas and Boston Symphony Orchestras, a Song Recital by Max Heinrich, Handel's "Messiah," and Mendelssohn's "Elijah."
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