. The Victrola book of the opera : stories of one hundred and twenty operas with seven-hundred illustrations and descriptions of twelve-hundred Victor opera records . 00 By Van Hoose, Journet and de Gogorza (In French) 74004 12-inch, Valentine, smarting with shame of his sisters disgrace, comes from the house and ex-claims, What is your will with me ? Mephistopheles replies in his most mockingvoice: Valentine: What is your will with me?Mephistopheles: With you, my captain splendid? My humble serenade was not for you intended!Valentine: You mean it was my sister You meant by your
. The Victrola book of the opera : stories of one hundred and twenty operas with seven-hundred illustrations and descriptions of twelve-hundred Victor opera records . 00 By Van Hoose, Journet and de Gogorza (In French) 74004 12-inch, Valentine, smarting with shame of his sisters disgrace, comes from the house and ex-claims, What is your will with me ? Mephistopheles replies in his most mockingvoice: Valentine: What is your will with me?Mephistopheles: With you, my captain splendid? My humble serenade was not for you intended!Valentine: You mean it was my sister You meant by your : His sister! Mephistopheles (as Valentine breaks Mephis-topheles guitar) : Is there something that bites you, Or perchance no music delights you?Valentine: Enough of insult! Reply! By which of you two shall I be requited? For name defiled, for laurel blighted! Which of you two shall fall beneath my sword? The great trio then follows, leading up to a splendid climax, and is closely followed by theduel, in which Valentine is wounded. Morte di Valentino (Death of Valentine) By Antonio Scotti, Baritone, and Grand Opera Chorus (In French) 88282 12-inch. 140. PAINTED BY KREIIKC The Death of Valentine VICTROLA BOOK OF THE OPERA-GOUNODS FAUST Leaving the wounded Valentine onthe ground, the assailants rapidly de-part, and a crowd of soldiers andwomen assemble around the dyingsoldier, the chorus here crying out inaccents of pity, in which Marguerite , seeing his sister, utters cursesupon her, the solemnity of the scene be-ing enhanced by the sustained trumpettones in the accompaniment. Valentine: Too late! too late! Theres no need, good friends, to bewail me!Too often have I looked on death to be afraid,Now that he is near. Marguerite (entering):Valentine! Valentine! Valentine: Marguerite, my sister, What brings thee here? Begone! Marguerite:Mercy! Valentine (sternly): Thy shame hath slain me!(To the soldiers)Her fine betrayers swordHath sent her brother home! The
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