. 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 . , That voice beloved sounds in my heart forever. My Edgar, why were we parted? Let nie not mourn thee; See, for thy sake, Ive all forsaken! What shudder do I feel thro my veins? My heart is trembling, my senses fail! (She forgets her trouble and smiles.) Come to the fountain; There let us rest together, Ah me! see where yon spectre arises, Standing between us! Alas! Dear Edgar! See yon phantom rise to part us! (Her mood again cha
. 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 . , That voice beloved sounds in my heart forever. My Edgar, why were we parted? Let nie not mourn thee; See, for thy sake, Ive all forsaken! What shudder do I feel thro my veins? My heart is trembling, my senses fail! (She forgets her trouble and smiles.) Come to the fountain; There let us rest together, Ah me! see where yon spectre arises, Standing between us! Alas! Dear Edgar! See yon phantom rise to part us! (Her mood again changes.) Yet shall we meet, dear Edgar, before the altar. Hark to those strains celestial! Ah! Tis the hymn for our nuptials! For us they are singing! The altar for us is deckd thus, Oh, joy unbounded! Round us the brilliant tapers are shining, The priest awaits us. Oh! day of gladness! Thine am I ever, thou mine forever! (She falls fainting into the arms of Raymond.) The unhappy Lucy, after having in this scene againtetrazzini as the demented enacted the terrible events of the previous day, falls insen-lucy sible and is carried to her room by Alice and SCENE II— The Tombs of the Ravenswoods Edgar, weary of life, has come to the rendezvous arranged with Henry, intending tothrow himself on his enemys sword, the last of a doomed race. But he waits in vain, forHenry, filled with remorse at the consequences of his schemes, has left England, never to return. Edgar sings the first of the two beautiful airs written by Donizetti for this scene. Fra poco a me ricovero (Farewell to Earth) By John McCormack, Tenor (In Italian) 74223 12-inch, $ By Giovanni Martinelli, Tenor (In Italian) 74483 12-inch, His attention is now attracted by a train of mourners coming from the castle, accom-panied by Raymond, who reveals to the unhappy man that Lucy is dying, and even whilethey converse the castle bell is heard tolling, a signal that the unhappy maiden is no more. The grief-str
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