. 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 . Monsalvat;It holds a shrine, to the profane forbidden:More precious there is nought on earth than that,And thrond in light it holds a cup immortal,That whoso sees from earthly sin is cleansd;Twas borne by angels thro the heavnly portal—Its coming hath a holy reign every year a dove from Heavn descendeth,To strengthen it anew for works of grace;Tis called the Grail, the powr of Heavn attendethThe faithful knights who
. 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 . Monsalvat;It holds a shrine, to the profane forbidden:More precious there is nought on earth than that,And thrond in light it holds a cup immortal,That whoso sees from earthly sin is cleansd;Twas borne by angels thro the heavnly portal—Its coming hath a holy reign every year a dove from Heavn descendeth,To strengthen it anew for works of grace;Tis called the Grail, the powr of Heavn attendethThe faithful knights who guard that sacred whom the Grail to be its servant choosesIs armed henceforth by high in-vincible might;All evil craft its power before him loses,The spirits of darkness where he dwells take will he lose the awful charm it blendeth,Although he should be called to distant lands,When the high cause of virtue he defendeth:While hes unknown, its spell he still perils dread the holy Grail is eye rash or profane its light may see;Its champion knight from doubl-ings shall be warded,If known to man, he must depart and ELSA AND LOHENGRIN Now mark, craft or disguise my soul disdaineth,The Grail sent me to right yon ladys name;My father, Percival, gloriously reigneth,His knight am I, and Lohengrin my name! After this amazing narrative, which causes a great stir among the people, the swanappears to conduct Lohengrin and Men: While I hear him the wondrous tale revealing,The holy tears adown my cheek are stealing! Elsa: Tis dark around me! Give me air!Oh, help, help! oh, me, most wretched! Ladies and Men (in great excitement):The swan! the swan! the swan!The stream he floateth swan! ah, he comes! Elsa (half-fainting) : Oh, horror! ah, the swan! Lohengrin: Too long I stay—I must obey the Grail! My trusty swan! O that this summons neer had been!Oh, that this day I neer had seen!I thought the year would soon be oerWhen t
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