. 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 . after toil as hard as ours Beneath a stranger sun. Many a maiden fair is waiting here To greet her truant soldier lover, And many a heart will fail and brow grow pale,To hear the tale of peril he has run!Glory and love to the men of old, etc. The unhappy Marguerite, shunned by her companions and deserted by all save thefaithful Siebel, is brooding within the cottage, fearing to meet her brother, who has justreturned from the war.
. 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 . after toil as hard as ours Beneath a stranger sun. Many a maiden fair is waiting here To greet her truant soldier lover, And many a heart will fail and brow grow pale,To hear the tale of peril he has run!Glory and love to the men of old, etc. The unhappy Marguerite, shunned by her companions and deserted by all save thefaithful Siebel, is brooding within the cottage, fearing to meet her brother, who has justreturned from the war. Mephistopheles, not content with the evil he has already wrought,returns to taunt the maiden with her fault, and sings this insulting and literally infernalsong, each verse of which ends with a mocking laugh. Serenade — Mephistopheles (Catarina,Sleeping) While You Play at By Pol Plancon, BassBy Tita Ruffo, BaritoneBy Marcel Journet, Bass (In French) 81040 10-inch, $(In Italian) 87222 10-inch, (In French) 74036 12-inch, 139 VICTROLA BOOK OF THE OPERA-GOUNODS FAUST After the second verse occurs this famous passage—ad ^p lp zp: -^. COPVT MISHK1NSAM MARCO AS VALENTINE Ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! with its beginning on a high G and itsoctave jumps to the low G, concludingwith a peal of Mephistophelean laugh-ter. Mephistopheles : Thou who here art soundly sleeping, Close not thus thy heart, Close not thus thy heart! Caterina! wake ihee! wake thee! Caterina! wake! tis thy lover near! Hearken to my love-lorn pleading; Let thy heart be interceding, Awake, love, and hear! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! ha! Dont come down until, my dear, The nuptial ring appear On thy finger sparkling clearly— The wedding-ring—the ring shineth clear. Ha! ha! ha! ha! etc. Caterina! cruel, cruel! Cruel to deny to him who loves thee- And for thee doth mourn and sigh— A single kiss from thy rosy lips. Thus to slight a fa
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