Chorus. Love with myrtle leaves and rosy flowers, Bridesmaid. And may our wreath an emblem prove Chorus. During this Song, AGNES has a wreath of white roses placed on her headgiven by the HERMIT. BALLAD, (Agnes) Miss PATON. Tho' the gay path of life fairest flow'rs may adorn, So the heart may still in the tranquil breast 'Till the eye of affection discovers the sign, So, my love, when our fates once united shall be, CHORUS OF HUNTSMEN. What equals on earth the delight of the huntsman, And health in its wanderings can ever be found; The light of Diana illumines our forest, The shades where in summer we often retreat; Nor is then the fell wolf in his covert securest, The boar from his lair is laid at our feet. Oh! this is a pleasure, &c. DUET, Miss PATON and Mr. BRAHAM. (Rodolph and Agnes.) Oh, Fortune, we hail thee! The trial attending, J My Hefforts befriending, me e'er fail {thee} Can courage e'er fail While, thus condescending, Our Prince is attending, Our union to bless. success! Sung to OTTOCAR, the Prince, who is come to witness the Trial Shot. At the commencement of the Chorus, RODOLPH fires the trial shot, which by the influence of ZAMIEL is directed to CASPAR, who falls from a tree, where he was hidden to witness the destruction of AGNES by this shot. AGNES also falls, and is supposed to have been killed; but is protected by the sacred roses given her by the HERMIT previously. GRAND FINALE. Chorus. See, O see! the shot his bride hath struck. We scarcely dare around to look. Agnes. Where am I? and was it but a dream? Anne. Rod. & Kuno. Cho. Oh, scene of joy! She lives! By hope's effulgent beamn Our hearts are yet surrounded. Caspar. I saw the hermit by her side; My lot his cast, My life of sin is past. Agnes. I live again; 'twas nought but fear was on me. I live, again to love and rejoice. Kuno. Rod. She breathes again. She smiles upon me Agnes. My love. It is her own lov'd voice. My Agnes lives-she lives again. Cho. By hope's effulgent beam Our hearts are yet surrounded. Caspar. Thou, Zamiel, here now; Cho. Cho. And is it thus thou keep'st thy vow? Hear, and of his crimes beware. Rod. Otto. Rod. From heavenly virtue hell must sever; No, ne'er shalt thou receive this maiden's hand. Forlorn, detected, my prayer rejected, Oh whither shall I turn, my shame to hide. Kuno. Let mercy still thy judgment guide. Have pity on his weeping bride. Anne. Cho. His heart was ne'er to vice inclin'd, Anne. Kuno, & Let mercy still thy justice guide. Cho. Otto. No The fount of justice pure must flow; Hermit. Shall sinful man, shall man presume, Otto. And do'st thou, holy man, and bless'd by Whom fame with virtuous glory hath array'd, Otto. Cho. Otto. Rod. Anne. Be pardon off the hapless youth bestow'd, The Godhead speaks in thee. Hail, noble prince, our prayers are not in vain, To prove my pardon is sincere, My hand shall consecrate the marriage band. Otto. As we should hope to be fogiven, Кипо. Agnes. Oh let these glowing tears of pleasure Hermit. Now raise your hands, and, humbly kneeling, Cho. And thus give praise where praises should be given. To Heaven then we raise up our hearts and In thanks for the mercy to innocense shown; That ever graced a monarch's throne. END OF THE FIRST ACT. N.B. The whole of this Opera is now published, for the first time in this Country, agreeably to the original German Score, at the Royal Harmonic Institution, Argyll Rooms; also each piece may be had separately. ACT II. GRAND VARIATIONS on the National Air of "Rule, Britannia," for the Piano Forte, by Mrs. ANDERSON. Ries. SONG, Mr. BRAHAM. The celebrated War Song of the Spanish Patriots. The Words by HAMPDEN NAPIER, Esq. Lo! from her slumber Liberty waketh; The chains that would cumber her spirit she breaketh; CHORUS. On, on; before ye lies all ye cherish; Gleams from the morrow, yon lucid river, Not as the current glides from the fountain, CONCERTO on the Violin, Mr. MORI. |