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1

PURITANI.

A

GRAND

OPERA

IN

THREE

ACTS.

THE

MUSIC BY

BELLINI

Published by

F.

PULLMAN,

AT

THE THEATRE

TICKET

OFFICE, 111

BROADWAY,

NEW

YORK.

MUSIC. LIBRARY

UNIVERSITY

OF CONNECTICUT

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DRAMATIS

PERSONS.

LORD

WALTER

WALTON,

{a Purifmi.)

SIR

GEORGE,

{his P.rcilicr.)

LORD

ARTHUR

TALBOT,

{a Cavalkr.)

SIR

RICHARD

FORTH,

(a Puritan Colonel.)

SIR

BRUNO

ROBERTSON,

(aPitrlio^

HENRIETTA,

[Widow

of Charhs I.)

ELVIRA,

(DaugJttcrof

Lord

Walton.)

Chorur, if Puritans,Sohlicrsof CromicelljHeralds and ^[en-((t-Armsof

Lord

Arthur,an-. Countnjmenand

Women,

Damsels,Pages andServants.

THE SCENE

LS

LAW

IN

THE

NEIGHBOliHOOD OF

PLYMOUTH.

ARGUMENT

The

action ofthisOperaissupposedto havetaken place durint? the civilwars ofEnglaùd,

;v^henthearmies of Charles theSecondandhisparliamentwereairajed against eachother. Th.-sceneliesatPlymouth, thenin thepossession of theparliamentaryforces.

Elvira,t!ie daughterol Lord Walton, governorofthefortress,is in love with

Lord

Arthur

7a/?Jt»^a Cavalierin the serviceof t!ie Kaijc. Before the aciiou of the Opera commences,tho

hand

(;f Elvirahasbeenpromisedto SirRichardForth, aPuritan,andCo'onelin theParliameo tary

army;

oppressed with grief,the

maiden

supposes her

doom

is sealed,when,toher grear joy, SirGeorge Walton, (brothertothe governor,) brings herword, through his intercessionher father

had

relented, andthat ^r/^»r

was

to be admitted into thefortress,that thtir nuptial::'

miulitbe celebratedwithduesplendor.

Henrii'^'.r^

widow

of Charlest!c First,is at this time a prisonerinthecastle at PiymouM:..

and has recentlybeensentencedtodeath

by

theParliament. Arthurdiscovers her quality aiui

distressing situation,and

when

Elvira,inafitof playfulness, liasthrown herbridalveilover*h.r

Queen itoccursto

him

thatunderthatdisguisehe

may

be enabledtoconveyher out of thecas

tie, andsave herlife. Neglecting,therefore, hisbetrothed,he saciifices his love tohisloyalty; 111 the act of leaving the castle, he encounters his rival,

who

strives to prevent his exit; but on discoveiing his companion to be the Queen and not Elvira, lie suffers

them

to leave the

castle.

The

escape of their prisoner is soon discovered, and diiections are issued for pursuit. -£{<rfl,1elieving herselfforsaken by her lover,becomes delirious.

During the second act, the

madness

of Elvira,coutuni^a; Arthuris proscribed

by

the

par-liament,

and

sentenced to death.

By

the entreaties of Sir George Walton, in the hope of

re-storing his niece to her senses, Sir Biehard, whose interest with the parliame I is great, un-dertakes to plead for the lite ofhis lival, should he be taken unarmed.

The

third act

commences

with an interview between Arthur and Elvira, in a garden iiea,'' the fortress. Elvira, although still suffering under aberration ofintellect, hears with joy tlie

explanation of her lover, by which she learns that the lady with

whom

lie had fled was lio

rival, bat the Queen Hennelia. While thus cngat^ed in conversation,a ])arty ofPiiritai:sen

ter, headed

by

Sir Richard, Sir George, andothers; Arthur is secured, andc(jnd«'mned 10 r,.i.' fcr on the 8|)0t,

when

a messenger enters ivi;li a letter annouiicing that the King's aruiy ii >

been defeated—^rf/*«r is |:ardoned: the sudden joy restoresìì7i;ì/(i to herreason,and shenikf

(8)

I

PURITANI.

i^TTO

I.

SCENA

I.

Spazioso terrapieno nella fortezza.

^t ve(j)jono alcune cinte, torri ed altre opre di fortificazioni, conpontilevato],ee.

1. All'erta!—

2. Stoairerta!—

Tutti. Già r albaappari!

1

.

La

tromba

2.

Rimbomba

!

Tutti.

E

miliziadeldì. [Corodi soldati.

Quiindola trombasquilLi,

Rattoil gueniersidesti,

L'armitremendeappresta, Allavittoriava !

Pari del ferro al lampo,

*

Sel'irain corsfavilla,

Degli Stuardiil

campo

Incenere cadià.

[Odesi ìui preludiodiarmonia relif/iosa.

Bruno. diCromvèl guerrieri, Pjegliiam la

mente

eil cor A'mattutinicantici Sacrialdiviu Fattor.

[/Soldatis'inginnocchiano. [Coro di Puritani.

La

campana

suono la

pre-(fJiiera.

La

Luna,il Sol, le Stelle,

Le

tenebreeilfulgor

Dan

gloriaal Creator Inlor favelle!

La

terra eifirmamenti

EsaltanoilSignor:

A

luidian laudieonor Tuttelegenti!

Sold. 1. Udisti?

2.

Udii-Insieme. Fini!

Bru. Al reclie feceil dì

L'innodei puricor Salì sui venti!

SCENA

IL

CorodiCastellanee Castellane. 1.

A

festa!

Bru.

Almo

gioirs'appresta—

A

tutti ridail cor

Cantate uncasto amor. Coro. Gaizonche mirn Elvira,

La

bella virginella,

L

a])pella lasua stella-Reginadell'amor.

E

ilrisoeil cai"oviso BeltàdiParadiso;

E

rosain sulostel,

E

un

angelodel ciel!

Sinceroun cavaliero la pianto alei d'accanto,

Ha

ilvanto altero e santo D'innamorar quelcor.

Elvira allorsospira, Glichiede eterna fede:

E'J oggidàmercede

A

un sìfidato ardor.

A

festa!

J 2. Insieme.

A

festa!

A

festa!

Tutti.

A

festa!

A

festa!

Almo

gioir s'appresta:

A

tuttiridailcor.

Seanozze invita

Amor.

[Tuttipartono; ilsolo

Bruno

SCENA

IIL

Riccardo

e

Bruno.

Eie. Or dove fuggo iomai?

dove maicelo Gli orrendiaffanni miei?

Come

queicanti

Rispondonoal miocorfunereipianti?

Elvira, Elvira! omiosospirsoave,

Persenipreiotiperdei!

Senza

speme

ed

amor

inquestavita,

Or

cherimanea

me

''i—

Bru.

La

Patriaeil Cielo!

Jiic. Qualvoce?

chedicesti?

E

vero!

-

èvero!

Bru. Apriiltuo coro intero Ali amistà,n' avrai conforto.

Eie. .

E

vano;

Ma

purt'appagherò

Sai ched'Elvira

Ilgenitorm'acconsentialamano.

Quando

il

campo

volai.

Ieri allatarda^era— Quigiunto conmia schiera,

Pien d'amorosaidea

Vo

alpadre

Bru.

Ed

ei dicea?

Eie. ^'Sospira Elvira aTalbo Cavaliere,

"

E

sovrailcornonv' hapaterno impero. 4

(9)

THE

PURITANS.

^VCT

I.

SCENE

I.

Afortri'Sft with drawbridges, towers,

and other works offortijieation. Cliffs and hills ill the distunee.

Ì. Aiouse!

2. I

am

ready.

All.

The

inorii is appeariug.

1.

The

trumpet

2. Issounding

All. Announcingthe day.

[Brunoand Chorus ofSoldiers.

Yes5

when

the trumpetsounds,

The

warrior quickly rouses;

Hisdreaded armsprepares,

And

salliesfortli tovictory. Quickasthe flasli ofswords,

Ifrage inflames Lislieart,

The

camp

oftheproudStuarts Willbe reducedto ashes.

[Aprelude ofsacredmusicisheard. Bruno. 0,warriorsofCromwell,

Letus our minds and hearts

To

morninff

hymns

devote, Ini)raiseofourCreator.

[Thesoldiers kneel.

I'jnorusofPuritans. The hell souu-dsfor prayer. Tiiemoou,the sun, thestars,

The

darknessand the liglit,

Give glory totlieEternal, Accordingto theirlanguage.

The

earth andall thefirmament

Pay homage

to theLord;

To

Him

loudpraiseand honor Letevery nationgive.

1stSold. Did'st hear? 2d Sold. I heard.

All. ' 'lisover.

JJru.

To

him

who made

theday

The

hymn

of the]»ureheart

Iswafted ou the winds.

SCENE

II. Citorusof ViU(i<jers. \st.

To

mirth ! 'id. All.

To

mirth!

To

mirth!

jE?rM.

A

dayofjoyisnear; Letevery heart be

merry

!

Sing yeof

some

pure love.

Clio. Tlu'youth

who

sees Elvira,

The

beautiful

young

maideil; Callsher his shiningstar; Callsherhisqueen of love.

Her

smile, herlovely face,

Isofcelestial beauty,

A

rose

upon

itsstem,

An

angel fromthe sky.

A

faithful cavalier.

Beside her sheddingtears,

The

boast can lu-oudly

make

To

have her heart inflamed. Elvini then did sigh,

Demanded

histrue faith,

And

on this dayshe gives

The

priceofhispurelove.

1st.

To

mirth !

2(?.

To

mirth!

All.

To

mirth!

A

dayofjoy isnear;

Letevery heartbegay

When

Love

to

Hymen

leads.

[Exeuntall,except BrvM^i.

SCENE

III.

Enter Richard.

Bieh. "Whither shall I

now

fly?

Where

can1

hide

my

horrible aflBictiou?

How

these songs resound in

my

heart, like funeral dirges?

Elvira, Elvira!

my

sweetest hope? for ever i

havelostthee! Deprived ofhopeand love,in thislife

now

what

remainsto

me

?

Bru.

Heaven

and thy country.

Bieh.

What

voice*?

What

didst thou say? Itistrue

itis true!

Bru.

Open

thy heart to friendship,and thou wilt findrelief.

Bieh. Itisinvain;butstill Iwillcomplywith thyrequest.

Thou

knowestthat Elviras fatlier

had granted

me

her hand. I then hasten tothe camp. Arriving here late last night,with

my

troops,

my

heart burning with love,Iwent to him.

Brìi.

And

what

saidhe?

Bieh. "ElviraissighingfortheKnightTalbot, andherfatherhasno empireover herheart."

(10)

/

PUftìiAJSi.

Bru. Ti calma, amico

.Rie. Il duol,che ai cor

mi

piomba. Sol calmaavrònel sonnodella

tomba—

Ah

persempreioti perdei,

Fiord'amore,omio speranza;

Ah

lat^i'a chem' avanza Saràvita didolor

Saràesemnìodi terror!

Quando

erraiper annied anni Al joter dellaventura, Iosiìdaisciagurae affanni Nellaspemedeltuo

amor

0)^ «^lualsognoingannator!

Bnt. T'appellanle schiere

A

lorcondottier.

JRìc. Di gh

da

ilseutiere

M'èchiusoalpensier!

Bru.

A

patria e

ad

onore

Non

arde iltuo cor?

Jiic. Io .'.do

eil

mio

ardore

E

amore,èfuror!

Bru.

Deh

poniinoblio L'età, chefioriva Neisognid'amor.

Rie.

Mi

èin

mente

ognorviva,

Mi

accresceiidesio, M' addoppiaildolor!

Bel sognobeato D'

amore

econtento,

O

cangiail

mio

fato,

cangiail mio cor.

*

come

ècontento, Neididel dolore

La

dolce

memoria

D'un teneroamor. [Fjrciint.

SCENA

IV.—Staiisa di Elvira.

Elvi::.v e Pir^ Giorgio.

Eh

amato Zio, mio secoiidoPadre! Gio. ['ercbèmestacosi? m' abbnccia,Elvira!

EIr.

Deh chiamami

tuafiglia!

'

Gio. figlia

oh nome,

Che!ivecchiezzamiaconsolie alletta.

Peldolce

tempo

eh' ioti veglio accanto,

E

pelsoavepianto,

Che

in questo giorno d'allegrezza jàeno, Pioveda!ciglio ad innondarmiil seno

figliamiadiletta,

Oggi, sposasarai!

Elv. Sposa?

No

:—

mai!

Sai

come

ardein petto

mio

Beila

fiamma

ounipo-sente, Saieh'èpuroilmiodesìo.

Cue

innocente èquestocor.

Se

tramante—

airarainnante *

Strascinata

undìsarò

Forsennato

in quell'istante Didolore iomorirò!

Gio. Scacciaormaipensier sinero.

Eìv. Morirsì

Sposanomai!

Gio.

Che

dirai, seilCavaliero Quivedrai

^setuosarà? Elr. Ciel:'—ripeti, chiverrà

?

frio. E'^listesso^

Eiv.

Eoli—chi?—

Gio. Elv. Gio. Elv. Gio. Elv. a 2. Gio.

E

fla vero?

Oh

figlia Desso

?—

Arturo*? Arturo ilgiuro!

Oh

gioia. XT V oh Arturo, -,

Non

e

sogno—

^^j Elvira ^^^'

amori

Piangi, figlia, sulmiosei?",,

Piangi,ah piangidicouteiik.w.

Ticancelli ognitormento Questalagrima d'Amor.

E

tumira, Diopietoso, L'inncceuzain

uman

veic;

Benedici tu dalcielo.

Questogiglio dicandor!

Elv. Quest'

alma

alduoloavvezzii,

Si vinta è dalgioir,

Che

ormai nonpuòcapii' Sìgran dolcezza!

Chi mossea'mieidesir^

Il

Genitore—

Gio. Ascolta.

Sorgcalanottefolta,

Taccaleterra eilciel

;

. Parca naturaavvolta

D'un fosco emestovel.

L' ora propiziia'miseri,

Iltuo pregar, tue Jagrime, M' avvalorarsì 1

anima

Ch'io corsi al genitor.

Elv.

Oh

mioconsolator!

Gio. Incominciai

"Germcoìo,''^

più potei parlarj

Allorb.ignaisua

mano

D'

un

muto

lagrimar;

Poiripigliai, tra, gemiti:

*• iv'angelica InaElvira

Al

prodeArttirsosjìira:

Seadaltre nozze acuirà

La

misera

morrà.'''

Elv. spirto dipietà,

Sceso dalciel per

me

!

E

ilPadre?

[Conaìf"!'.%.

Gio.

Ognor

tacca.

Elv. Poscia1

Gio. Sclamò:

"Hiecardo Chieseeotteneamia:

Ei

lamiafujliaavrà!"'

Elv. Ciel! Sol audirtiiopalpito!

E

tu

?—

Gio. •'

La

figlia misera,^'' Io ripetea, *'morrà P^ "

A

li r(ra," Ei

mi

dice,,

E

stringemialcor,

"S'a Elvirafelice,

Sialieta (Z' amor."'

Elv. Odi

O

ciel, qual suonsidesta?

Gio. Ascoltiam: tirassicura

Elv. Vien losuon dalla foresta

Gio.

E

ilsegnaidigente d'arme,

Chedal vallo nelle

mura

Chiedeforsepenetrar.

Armigeri. Vieneil prodee nobil Conie,

(11)

THE

PURI

TANS.

Bru.

Calm

thyself,

my

friend.

Mich.

The

griefthatweighsiii)od

my

heartcan only rest iuthesleepofdeatli.

Ah

! foreve'- 1theehave lost,

Lovelyflower,

my

dearesthope!

Ah!

my

futuredaysoflife ^Vill for

me

be daysofsorrow.

And

alone byterrormarked.

When

Istrayedfrom yearto year, Bornealong

en

wingsoffate,

Grief

and

fortune Idefied,

Hoping

solely in thylove. Oh, delusion! oh,

my

dreams!

Bru.

The armv

call forthee to become their

The

path of glory isbarred before

my

leader.

Bich steps.

Bn(. Isnot thy heart inflamedatthe

name

of countryand honor?

Bich. Iburn; but

my

flameisofloveandfury.

Bni.

Ah

! buryinoblivion that timewhich

bloomediudreamsoflove.

Bich. It alwaysrecursto

my

mind, it

in-creases

my

desires,itaugments

my

sorrows.

0,

happy

dream

Of

love

and

peace!

Change t^ou thyfate,

Or change

my

heart. 0, whata torment,

In daysofwoe, Isthe

remembrance

Of

vanished love. [Exeunt.

SCENE

W.—Elrh-a'sAjiartmciif. EiHcr

Elvika

and Sir

George.

Eii\ 0,dearestuncle!

my

secondfather!

^V/• G.

Why

sosad?

Embrace

me, Elvira.

Elv.

Ah

! call

me

thy daughter.

Sir G. Oh,daughter! oh !

name

which

con-solesand charms

my

old age!

By

that sweet

timesinceIhave watched over thylife,and by

thesesweettears that on this day ofrejoicings flowfromthese eyes

upon

my

bosom—

Oh^ dear daughter,today thoushalt beabride.

Elv. Bride!

no,never!

Thou

wellknow'st

how

in

my

breast

An

all-powerfulflameisburning;

Thou

wellknow'st

how

pure

my

mind

And how

candidis thisheart. Ifall-tremblingtothealtar

I'iieyshalleverdrag

my

steps, Quitedistracted,in that

moment

Ishall die, oppressedwith grief.

Ah

! dispelsuch

gloomy

thoughts.

shall die

but never

marry

!

ShouldtheKnightthou here shaltsee Sir G.

EIr. .

Sir G.

Provethineown,

what

would'stthousay?

Elv. Sayagain

who now

iscoming? Sir G. Himself.

Elv.

He ?— who

?

Sir G. ItisArthur.

Eh:

Isthis trueÌ

Sir G.

My

child, Iswearit.

Elv.

Himself—

Arthur?

Sir G. Yes.

Elv. Oh, joy !

Both. 'Tisno

dream—

^^^^^^[^ohlove. Sir G.

Weep,

ohdaughter, on

my

bosom

;

Shed,ah! shed

warm

tears ofjoy |

Be

alltorments

washed

away

By

these tokens ofaffection.

And

thousee,mercifulHeaven, Candor purein

human

form

From

onhigh thy blessingsend

On

thislily,aswhiteas snow. Elv. Thissoul,to griefaccustomed,

issoovercome

by

joy.

That

scarcelyitcansustain This unexpectedbliss!

Who

hasforeseen

my

wishes?

Was

it

my

father?

Sir G. Listen!

The

night

was

growing dark;

Were

silentheaven

and

earth, Allnatureseemed enwrapped,

Ai

in agloomy

veU

;

The

liour tosadnessfavorable.

Thy

prayers andthy tears,

Strengthenedso

much

my

soul,

That

tothyfatherIran. E'v. O,

my

consoler dear!

Sir G. Ithus began

:—

"

My

brother—" NorconldIfurther speak.

And

having bathedhis

hand

Insilencewith

my

tears,

With

sobsI thenresumed:

"

Your

angel-likeElvira For valiantArthur sighs;

Shouldshe anothermarry,

The

unfortunate will die." Elv.

Oh

! thou

my

angelkind,

On

earth for

me

descended!

My

father

then—

[Withanxiety

Sir G.

Kept

silent.

Elv.

And

then

Sir G. Exclaimed, " Richard

Has

asked, obtained

my

promise,

And

heshallhave

my

v.aughter." Elv. Alas! thou makest

me

tremble.

And thou?—

Sir 0. "

Thy

childunhappy," RepeatedT, '^willdie."

"

Ah

! letherlive," said he,

And

pressed

me

to his heart

;

"

Ah

!

may

she

happy

be,

May

shebeblessedinlove!" Elv. Heavens! listen;

what

soundisthat?

Sir G. Let us hear: assure thyself.

Elv.

From

theforest comesthe sound. Sir G. 'Tisthesoundof

men

atarms,

Who,

from out thepalisade.

Ask

forentrancetothefortress.

Herethe braveandnoble Count Soldiersonttiide.

(12)

8

I

PURITANI.

Gio.

Non

tei dissi?

Ulv.

Ah

padre mio! \Abbracciando Via.

Gio.

Pago

alfluèlituodesio. Coro.

Lord

Artiu'ovarcliiilponte,

Fate

campo

alpròguerrier!

Gio.

A

quel suono,al

nome

amato, Altuo coreori>restafede;

i

Questogiorno veuturato, D'ogiiigioiaèbelforier! lEìv.

A

quelnome, al

mio

contento,

Al miocoreiocredo apjiena

;

Tantagioia, oliDio, pavento,

Non

holeua

a sostener!

Coro.

Ad

Arturo de'Cavalieri,

Bel campioneingiostra eamor.

Le

donzelle ed1guerrieri

Fanno

festaefannoonor!

SCENA

V.

Elvira,

Valton,

Siu Giorgio,e

Lord

Arturo.

Sala d) arme con logge vaste, ove V architettura

Gotica mostra la intera sua pompa. Dal latro destro esce

Lord Arturo

con alcuni scudieri e

paggi, liqualirecano tarii doninuziali. Dallato

sinistro escono Elvira, Valton, Sir Giorgio

Damigellecon Castellani e Castellane che partono festoni di fori. Dalfondo della scena escono i

soldatigiudatida Bruno. Uomini.

Ad

Arturo!

Donne.

A

Elvira!

Insieme.

Onor

!

Tiiiii. Corouiambella evalor!

Damigelle. Ellaè fiordi verginelle. Bellaalpardi primavera.

Come

1'astro della sera

Spiraall'

alma

pacee

amor

!

Scudieri. Belloegliè tra' Cavalieri,

Com'

èilcedroallaforesta:

Inbattagliaegliètempesta:

E

campioneingiostra eamor. Art.

A

te, cara,

Amor

talora

]\Iiguidofurtivo e in pianto, Or

mi

guidaated'accanto Tralefeste e 1'esultar!

Albrillardisibeli'ora. Seramìuentoilduolpassa1;o,

Vo

inebbrezza

esoubeato, M'è celesteilgiubilar!

Gior.ì Senzaoccaso questa aurora Val. S

Mai

nuli' ombra,o duolvidia:

Santainvoila

fiamma

sia:

Pace ognorv' allietiilcor!

Elv. Oh,

mio

Arturo!

Alt. Ah,Elvira

mia

!

IjIv.

Or

son tua

Art. Sì,

mai

tusei!

Tutti. Cielo aiTdia'voti mici, Benediciafedee

amor

!

SCENA

VI.

Val

ton, Sir Giorgio, Elvira,poiBruno, edEnrichetta.

Val. [Dojjoavere jìiano dettounmoottoa Bruno, che

s^inchinaeparte.]

Tu

m'intendesti

Fiamortaidelitto

A

chi s'attenta escirdaqueste

mura

Senonabbiailnioas-enso

carafigli,

Sicompiasenza

me

1'augustolito

Mercè diquestoscritto

Voi, sinoaltempio, apertopasso avrete:

[Ad

Art. cuidà unfoglio.

Tu

gli accompagnerai. \aSir Gior. Nobil

Dama,

[Bru. giunge con Ear. L'alto AnglicanSovrano Parlamento Tichiamaalsuocospetto: lotisonscorta!

Enr. (Ahìmì',diesento!)

E

die

dame

sìchiede! Val. I

me

solos'addice [Esilaìuio.

Obbediretacei'!

Altro

non

lice

Art.

E

de'Stuardi amica"? [a Gior.in dìsp<(rfe

Gio.

E

prigioniera

[Ad

Art.in disparte.

Da

moltelune, e fuda ognun creduta

Amica

de' Stuardiemessaggera, Sotto mentirespoglie.

Art.

Oh

Dio! cheascolto!

E

decisoilsuofato: Essaèperduta

Oh

sventurata!

[Da

sì',viaguardandopietosamente Enr.

Enr. (Qnalijietàinquelvolto!

)

Vai. figli: al

Tempio

ealle

pompose

feste

Accorra

ognun

La

nuziale veste Va, odiletta, a indossar: Ito voiseco

[Ad

Elv. Fuoridel valloimieidestrier sien presti:

[a llru.

Che

in brevoioqui sarò

La

nostra aadata

[Ad Enr

Ciè forzi d'affrettar!

Com'

io v' unisca

E

avoi sorridail Cielo,oCoppio amata. [Val. uniscenuovamenteledestredi Elv. e di Art

libenediceep«?Vecalleguardie.

SCENA

VII. Enrichetta edArturo. Enr. (Pietà edolore

[GuardandoattentamenteLordArt.

Ha

in fronte efanno sicurt delcore.)

Cavalier

Art. S'or tiè d'uopodiconsiglio, Disoccorsoed' aita,in

me

t' ailida!

Enr. Se

mi

stesse sulcapoaito periglio? Art. Deh, palla; oh Dio!

che temi?

Enr. Breveora

esarò sj)enta!

Ah

tune

fremi!

[Art.

fa

unsegnodifremito. Art. Sìfremo

io fremo

Perte,])er

me—

perPadremio, che spento Cadeafidoa'Stu^irdi!

E

tuclii sei? chitusii,tu vuo'salvar.

Enr.

E

tardi!

Figlia a Enrico,ea Carlosposa. Pariadessiavròlasorte

J^rf.

Oh

Regina

[S^inginnochia.

Enr. Attendo morte?

Art, Taci, ahtaciperpietà! [Alzandosi

Fuor

lemura, a tuttiascosa Titrarrò piervie sicure

Tu

n'audrai diqui

Enr. Alla scure!

(13)

THE

PURITANS.

9 Sir G. DidInot sayso?

Eiv.

My

father! [Emhracinghim.

Sir G.

Now

tliywishes arefulfilled.

Clio. LetLoi'dArthurcrossthe bridge:

Clearthe

way

forthegi-eatwarrior. Sir G.

On

thatsound,on thatdearname,

Inthyheart

now

placethy faith,

Thisdaywill,

by

fortuneblessed,

Be

forerunner ofthyjoy. Eii\ Inthat nanio, inluycontent.

Inuiy heartIscarceluit faith.

Somuclijoy! Alas! I fear

Ihave notstrengthtobearit up.

CJto.

To

LordArthur, ofallknights

The

most bravein love

and

battle. Sing,ye maidens

and

ye warriors. Songsofjnaise,

and

homage

pay.

SCENE

V.

Elvira, Walton^, Sir

Gkorgk,

and

Loud

Arthur.

Aìì

Armonj

of splendid Gothicarchiteciure,with

the background quite open.

Louu

AuTHUit enters

from

the right s'de,with Esquires and Pagescarrying nupti(d presents.

From

theleft

side, enter Elviua,

Walton,

Sir

Giokge,

Ladies,

and

Peasunts carrying garlands of

-flowers.

From

thehackofthe scene, enter

Sol-diers,ledby

Bruno.

Men.

To

Arthur

-Women.

To

Elvir.i^

All. Honor.

Let nscrown beauty andvalor. Ladies. Sln^ofmaidensisthe flower.

Sheisas beautifulasspring;

Likethestaratevening hour, She withloveinspiresthesoni.

Esquires.

He

'midstwarriorsis distinguished

As

thecedar

amongst

thetrees

;

When

in battle, heisathuiideibolt.

When

intourneys, glory andlove. Art.

To

thee,dearest,love sometimes

Led

me, in secretandin tears

j

Now

itbrings

me

tothyside,

In themidst offcastsandjoy. Atthebrilliancy ofthishour,

If

my

past griefsIremember, I

am

charmed; I

am

fullofbliss,

HeavenlyisthejoyIfeel.

Sir G.}

May

this

dawn

haveno (ledine, Wat. )

Nor

e'erbringyoucloudsor grief;

Holy

bethisflamein you:

May

peace ever gladvourheart!

Elr. Oh,

my

Arthur!

Art. Oh,

my

Elvira !

Elv.

Now

I

am

thine.

Art. Yes; thou artmine. All. Heaven, smileupon

my

vows;

Heaven, blessourfaith andlove.

SCENE

VI.

'

Waltox,

SirGeorge, Elvira, Bruno, and

Hen-rietta.

Walton. [Afterwhispering somethingto Jhuno,

u-h> b >ws (did re!ires.\

Thou

understoodst

mo

well; whoeverattemptstoquit thesewalls

with-out

my

leave,is

doomed

to death.

My

dearest children, totliesacredaltar

you

may

go with-outme. Invirtueofthis writing[toArt. giving hima paper],

you

willhavefree admittance to thetemple.

Thou

[to Sir George]

accompany

them. Noblelady [toHenrietta,wJio enters, con-ductedbyErano,]

you

arecalledbefore theHigh, Parliament. Ishall beyourescort.

Hen. (Alas!

what

doIhear?)

what

do they

seekfrom

me

?

W<tl.

My

dutyis [hesitating, thenapproaching

his (laughter,and looking atthe nuptial gifts] tv> obey and besilent. I

must

submit.

Art. [AsidetoSir G.] Isshe afriend to the Stuarts?

Sir. G. She has beenfor

many

months

a

pris-oner,

and was

thought

by

everyone afriend to theStuarts, andtheirujesseugerin disguise.

I To

A

rt. aside.

Art. (Heavens!

whatdolhear?

Her

fate is

decided. Sheislost. Oh, unfortu- ate

woman

!) [Aside, butlookingxcithpityonHen. Hen.

(What

comjiassiouia thatface!)

Wal. Letali hasten tothe temple: andthou,

my

dearest,go and adorn thyselfwith thy uup-tiJdress.

You

go withher [tothe ladies]; and

tlou [toBruno] have

my

horses ready outside thewalk. ShortlyIshallbeback.

Oar

depai -ture

we

must

hasten, \to Hen.]

As

I do now,

may

Heaven

unite

and

blessthispairbeloved. [Waltonunitesagainthehands ofElv. andArt.,

gives them his blessing, and retires with tue

Guards.

SCENE

YII.

Henrietta

and Arthur.

Hen. Sorrow and compassionare painted on his face, and clearly

show

the feelings of his heart. Cavalier!

A

rt. Ifanyadviceyouwant,oranyassistance, put yourtru>tinme.

Hen. Ifa great danger were pendingovermj' head

Art. Speak

what

doj-oufear?

Hen.

A

few

moments

Ishallbe puttodeath!

[Art. shudders.]

Ah! you

shudder!

Art. Yes,1shudder, I tremble f(ir yourself, forme,for

my

fatlier,who,faithful tothe Stuarts, for

them

lost hislife! But

who

are

you

?

^Vho-ever

you

may

be, Iwillsave you. Hen. Itistoolate.

Henry's daughter, wife of Charles

Like their fate willbe

my

own. Art. Oh,

my

Queen

[He kneels.

Hen. DeathIexpect.

Art. Speaknotthus,forpity's sake! [Rising. Behindthese walls,from all concealed,

By

sure

ways

Isliallleadyou

;

You

from hereshall go!

Jfen.

To

theaxe!

(14)

IO I

PURITANI.

Art. No,Regina, ancorv' è speme:

tesalva

o spentiiusieme. Enr. Cangi;!, o Arturo,i! pio cousiglìo,

Pensaaituomortaijieriglio

;

PensaaElvira,iltuotesoro, Ciletiattendeaisacroaitar!

Art.

Non

parlardileidie adoroj

Divalornon

mi

spogliar!

Eli)-. Sventuratoprigionera,

IIuiifatoioseguirò:

Giunse a

me

1'estrema sera

Pertei' alba incominciò!

Art. Sarai salva, o sventurata, lamorteincontrerò

E

lavergin

mia

adorata Nelmorire invocherò!

SCENA

Vili.

Elvira, Giorgio, Arturo, eEnrichetta. Elviraha il capo coronato di rose: ha un

hellis-siìtto monile(liperlealcollo. Entra in isceha avendonelle

mani

ilma^jnijicovelo biancoretja.

latoledaArtnro.

Elv. Sonvergin vezzosa

in vestadi sposa, Soubiancaed umil

qual giurilo d'Aprii•

Ho

cìiiomeodorose -cui cinsertue rose;

Ho

il senogentil

del beltuoniontil.

Enr., Art.e

6

io.

Se miroil suocandor Mipar laluna,allor

Che

tra lanubi appar

La

notte aconsolar. Se ascoltoilsuocantar

Un' angelo

mi

par, Clicintuonialprimoalbor Innialsuperno

Amor.

Di

ma, s'èverdie

m'

ami—

Dimmi,

ogentil: die brami?

Elv. Qual mattutinastella.

Bellavogl'iobiillar

;

Di'l crin lemollianella

Mia

giovaad aggraziar. Elvira,

mia

diletta,

Sou ])restaaltuo pregar,

f Fanciullaesemplicetta,

I

Ognor

desia scherzar;

Scusare a tes'aspetta Suo troppovezzeggiar.

[Ad

Enr. quasiscusandolaprerjhiera di Elv. Elv.

A

illegia<li'ii"

mia

prova

Deh, no!i av^eravii ;

III veloinfoggianova Sulcapotuogentil.

Enr. Ilvezzo tuom'aTetta,

Mi

ècaro a sacondar. Elv. bella,ticelo

Le

anella del crin,

Com'

ionel belvelo

Mi

voglio celar.

Ascosa,

O

vezzosa, Nel velodÌAin, Or sembrila sposa,

Che

vassiall' altir. Enr. Ascosa inbiancave',

Orjioso, Dio, celar

Elv.

Eur

Enr.

A

rf. e (rio. Art. Già. Val. e Coi Elv Art., L' affanno,ilpalpitar, L'angosciadel

mio

cor!

(Dehtu, pietosociel;

Raccogli con favor

La

prece didolor

Cli'osiaa televar!)

(Oh

come

daquelvel,

Che

!anoscoudeilcrin,

Veggio

un

splendordivin Di

speme

a balenar!

Deh

tu,pietosociel,

M' avviva iltuofavor,

Mi

fadau-ireofuror

I^a vittimasalvar!

(Elviracol suovel,

Un

zeffirettoappar,

Un

iride sulmar.

Un

Silfo, in

grembo

ai fior.)

[Onardandola conpaternacompiacenza, T' arrida, carailCiel

Coi roseo suofavor, Tal eh' io tiveggioognor Tra'vezza agiubilar!

17, •

mia

x'i •

Elvira

-^^^j^ Elvira, 11 di1' oreavanza!

SeilPadres'adira

Iovolo a

mia

stanza!

Ma

poscia,o fedel,

l'uposamiilvel. [Convezzosemplice.

Gio. eEnr.

SiilPadres'

adira^

Ah

rieda atua stanza!

Saràil tuofedel.

Che

t'orni del vel!

[Elv.partecolleDamigelleecon Gio.

SCENA

IX.

Enrich

ETTA ed

Arturo.

Arturo

f/uarda con (frande sospetto air intorno nuovamente, e traedalla cintura ilfo'jlioovulo (ZrtVALTON.

Enr. Sullaverginea testa

D'

una

felice

un

biancovel s' addice

A

me

no1 già

Art. T'arresta [Correndoaleietrattenendola E'chiarodon delciel! così ravvolta,

Deluderlalavigilante scolta

Tu

miasposa parria

(Conrisoluzione.)

Vieni.

Enr.

Che

dici mai!

Tu

corri a tuaruina, aorribil sorte!

Art. Vieni

Ah

vieni

T'involo acerta morte,

SCENA

X.

Eiccardo

e detti,conspada ignuda.

Eie. Fermn. Invaurapirpretendi Ogni ben cb'ioavevainterra;

Qui ti sfidoamortaiguerra

Trema, ah tremadel

mio

acciari

Ai-t. Sprezzo, audace, iltuolurore:

La

mortaidisfida accetto:

(15)

THE

PURITANS.

11 Art. No,

my

Queen; therestillishope:

1II save yon,orbothshall perisli.

Hen. Arthur,change yourkindlutL-ntion;

Thiu what Jnnger youwill meet;

Of yourdear Elvirathink,

Who

now

waitsforyou atthealtar.

Art.

Name

not her

whom

I adore!

Do

not deprive

my

heart ofvalor. Men. inmisfortune andcaptivity,

To

my

fateI will submit.

Oil

my

life thesunissetting;

On

thy

own

itrisesnow.

Art. Luckless Queen, youshallbe saved, Or

my

deathI will encounter;

^Vith theii:imeotherIlove

On

my

lips, I.shallexpire.

SCENE

Vili.

Enter

Elvira

and Sir

George.

divini n-ìthawrcailiofroses on her head,

wear-inrjapearlvecldace. t:heholds in.'urhandthe veilt!i:itArtlinrpresentedherwitli.

Elv. I

am

afairmaiden adornedasa bride: I

am

humble

andcandid asliliesinApril;

My

hairisquite fragrantwitli rose'sperfume;

My

bosom

is graced with necklace ofpearls. Hen., Art.andSir Georf/e.

When

1beholdhercandor. Sheappears to

me

themoon, Tiiatpierces throughthe clouds.

To

gladdenthesad

night-And

Vvhen her voiceIhear,

Sheseemsto

me

anangel. Thatraises,at thedawn.

Hymns

to theeternnlLove. Elv. Lady,ifyou love

me

truly

Uen. Speak, denr;

what

dostthouwish? Elv. Iwishto shine as brightly

As

does the

morning

star,

With

elegance andtaste.

Hen. Oh,

my

beloved Elvira! 1

am

ready atyourdesire.

A simplegirl, andinnocent, She alwayslikes to pla\

.

Indulgent youniu^tbe

To

her excessiveliveliness.

[7bHen. asifcrcnsing Elrira'schildish request.

Elv.

My

trialto adorn thyhair,

Alas! do notdespise

;

I will ina

new way

Thisveil place on thy head. Hen.

Thy

sport affords

me

joj-:

I

am

pleased tosecondit. Elv.

My

dear, thv fiiielinglets

Ihidein this veil,

As

I wouldinit Hl' hidden myself, thoucharminglady!

Inthislovely veil,

Thou

seeinest the bride Thatgoesto thealtar.

<'-V;/.

Now,

coveredwiththis veil,

Heaveuò

! Ican conceal

The

caresupon

my

face,

The

anguishof

my

heart.

(And

thou,mostgraciousHeaven, Propitiouslyreceive

The

prayers which,in

my

grief

Idared to raise tothee.) Art. (Oh! how, from thatwhiteveil

In whichher faceishidden,

Isee shine forth aray

Of

hopethat glads

my

henrt.

Ah

! thoumostgraciousHeaven,

Thy

.'avorsgTanttome. ThatI

may

savethis victim

From

m

unjust oppression.) Sir G. Elvira, with herveil.

Appearsa gentle zephyr,

A

rainbowover the waters,

A

sylph

among

theflowers.

(May Heaven

lookon thee,

My

dear, with rosysmiles!

That

1

may

seethee ever In pleasureandinmirth. Wal. and^

Come

dearest Elvira;

Cho. (

The

day isadvancing. Elv. Ifangryis

my

father,

Irunto

my

room;

But

then thou, dearest,

Th}^veil put on me. [Withnaivete.

Art, SirG. and Hen. IfangTvisthyfather,

Eeturntothy

room

;

Thy

lover willthen

Thy

veilput on thee.

[Elv., Sir G. andLadies, exeunt.

SCENE

IX.

Henrietta

and

Arthur.

Arthur, lookinr/aroundn-ith caution,draws from

hisbelt ihepaperreceivedfrom Walton. Hen.

Upon

theheadof a

happy

maiden well

suitsa whiteveil [Aside,and((boutto t((ke(>fftiie

veil],butnot on mine.

Art. Desist! [Bunnincitopreventher.]

By

the

willof

Heaven

thisveilisput onyou. AVrapped

up

init, youwill deceive the vigilance of the sentry.

You

will be thought

my

biide. [ 117/^

resolution.] Come.

Hen.

What

do

you

say?

You

will run to

yourdestruction—toa dreadful fate!

A

rt. Come,

come

; Iwill save you from

cer-taindeath.

SCENE

X.

Enter

Richard

(vith drawn sirord.

Bich. Stop. In vain thouattemptestto steal

The

onlytreasure I had on earth.

HereIchallenge theeto death!

Tremble—

ah! tremble at

my

sword!

Art. I despise,boldman, thy fury! I accept thy mortal challenge;

(16)

12

I

PURITANI.

[aEtc.

[Freddamente. Questoferro nel tuo petto

Jiinoall'elsaiovuòpiantar.

[Perhaitersl: Enr.sifrappone: ilvelosi scom-pone,eilSKOvoltisiscuopre.

Enr. Pace

pace—

ahv'arrestate, Per

ma

sanguenon versate. Ari.

Ah

clie fai!

liidi.

La

Prigioniera? [Constvpore.

Enr. Dessoioson.

Art.

Tua

voce altera.

Orcol ferrososterrai

Vieu

lìic.

Con

lei,tuillesoandrai. Art. Efla

ver?—

Enr. Qualfavella? Bic. Più non vietoa voi 1'andar.

Art. (Seildestinoatem' invola, miaElvira,

amor mio

santo,

Uu

sospiroateseuvola,

E

lidice insuon dipianto;

TI consola!

io iiiugie inguai T'ameròconi iot'amai!)

lìic. (Parti, stolto,eprovaintanto

Queldolorche a

me

serbavi

Tu

vivraidesertoe in jjianto Giorni oscuri,eterni e

gravi-Pania

e

Amor

tui)erderai

Fiatuavita

un

mar

diguai!

Enr. (Sogno

oavròconfortoalpianto

Avrò

tregua adi sigravi?

Sogno, o

andrommi

al figlioaccanto Tragli ami^lessi suoisuovi? Tantoben, se,ohDio,soania

Non

mi

lar destar

giammai

i)

[Coro dentro le scene.

Gemi

afesta! Al tempio

andiamo

!

Art. edEnr.Genteappressa?

Oh

ciel fogiamo!

Mie. Si fuggite

ilvuole un Dio!

Art. Piia che siain oltrelemura.

[Per partire poisitesta.

Parlerai?

Mie.

No

t'assecura

A

rt.

Tu

logiura. Hic. Igiuro! Tutti.

Addio—

[-1//. eEnr.partone.

SCENA

XI.

Riccardo, poi

Yaltox,

Bruno,

Elvira, con Damitjellein

pompa

di)io:ze.

lìic. [Quasisegue

coW

occhioipassi deifugyiaschi.

E

giàalponte

Passailforte

E

alleporte— Giàu'andò!

Coro. Altemiiio,altemanoa festa! [Escendo.

Dov'èArtur?

Mie. Dianzifuqui

Elv.

Ove

sei, Artur?

Eie. Parti

!—

Elv. ^ Eie. Gio. Coro

'Giàfuordella

mura

. Laggiùallapianura.

1.

La

tuaprigioniera.

La

rea messaggiera

Colviicavaliere? [a Val.

2. Ciascun suxui Testriero

Spronando —volando

-Tutti. Miratecola!

-[Quadrogeneralo.

Eh:

gettavn grido.

V(d. Soldatiaccorrete

ciòbionzituonate,

All'

arme

appellate—correte

volate, Pel crin transcinateiduetraditor. [La

campana

del forte suonaastormo: il

can-none sparaalenti intervalli. Tutti. All'

arme

!—

Val. T'affretta.

'

[aBru. Tuttididentro. AH'

arme

!

Val e tutti. Vendetta!

[Val. snudala.spada, eparte. Eie. Oh,

come

si

pasce—

d' affinied'ambasce

L'ardordivendetta

chem'angeem'alletta:

Oh

come

nel seno

simascèilveleno

Di sdegnoed'amor

di

speme

edolor! Elv.

La

dama

d'Artiu'o-èbianco velata

La

guardaesos[)ira

Sua

sposalachiama:

Elvira è la

dima!

Non

sono più Elvira? Gio. e Coro. Ehni-a! chedici?

Elv. IoElvira?

Ah

no—

No—

No

!—

Uomi.

La

miseraèpallida

Don.

E

immobilee squallida

Uomi.

Le

lucenon gira

Don. Sorridee sospira

Uomi.

Demente

sifa

Tutti. cieli, pietà.

[?jIv.

mi

suo deliriocredevedereArt.edicequesti versiconlapiùgrandemestiziaedelirante

pas-sione.

Eh:

Arturo,ahgià ritorni?

Dunque

sei fidoancor!

Ah

vienial Tempio,feilelArturo

Eternafede,

mia

ben, tigiuro!

Come

oggièpuro sempreavròilcore Vivrò d'Amore, morrò

d'Amor

! Sicredeall' ara

GiuraedArtiu'o

Ellasìtenera

Eisìspergiuro

Ellasìcandida

Eitraditor

Miseravergine, morrà d'amor!

[

Oh

come

l;o1'

anima

trista edolente, j

Udendo

igemiti dell'innocente;

1

Oh

come

perfido fu iltraditore. [

Che

intantispasimilasciòquel cor!

Diodiclemenza, t'offro

mia

vita,

Seall'innocenza giovid'aita:

Deh, siiclementea

un

purocore!

Deh, siipossente sul traditor!

Piùlamiro,epiù doglia profonda,

E

più l'

alma

s'accendein

amore

!

Ma

più inn aspraed

avvampa

ilfurore Controchitantoben m'involò!

Gio.

La

miaprece pietosaeprofonda

Che

ateviensui sospir deldolore;

Tu

clementeconsola, Signore, Perlavergincuil'empio

immolò

!

[Elv. quasi tornandoa vedere Art, che fugge. Don. Uomi. Don.

Uom

i. Don. Uomi. Insi. Eie. e Coro. Gio. Eie.

(17)

THE

PURITANS.

13

Up

lothehiltwithin Ihy

bosom

Iwill plungetlii>verysword.

[When

theyareon thepoint ofjlghtinfj, Hen. in-terposi s; herveilbecomes disordered.

Hen. Peace! ah! peace! put

down

yourarms;

Do

notriskyourlives forme.

A

rf.

Ah

!

what

have

you

done*?

Rich.

The

prisoner! [With amazement.

Hen. Trulyshe.

Art. Tliy loftylanguage.

Come,

maintain

now

with thy sword.

liieh.(Coldly.)

Thou

shaltgo with herin safety. Art. Isit tru;'?

Hen.

(What

wordsare these?) Bich. Inolonger stopyour going. Art. If

my

fatetakes

me

froui thee.

Dear

Elvira,

my

sweetlove,

A

deepsigh fromhereIsend,

To

tellthee, in plaintive tone, _Z?econsoled. I afar,iu grief,

Shalllo ethee asI do uow. £ich.(Go,thou

madman,

and

now

feel

The same

griefreservedfor

me

j 'ihoushalt live alonein tears,

D.iysobscure,

aud

sad,andlong;

Tliouslialtloseboth love

and

country. Endless griefthy lifeshallbe.) Men.

Do

I

dream?

orshall Ihave

To

my

woesatlasta1ruce?

Do

I

dream

? or

my

dear son

Iin

my

armsshallstillenfold1 If Idreamtofso

much

bliss

Heaven, never break

my

rest. •

[Chorus behindthe scenes.

Fnends

rejoice!

Come

to thetemple.

Art. d-Hen. Peoplearecoming

letus Hy. Bieh. Yes, dofly. Soheaven

commands.

Art. [On thepointofgoinf/,turns backto Bieh. Wilt thou speakbefore

we

have Passedthe walls?

Bieh. No, no; becertain.

A

rt. Swearitnow. Bieh. Iswear.

All. Farewell.

(Art. andHen. exeunt.

SCENE

XI.

RiCHAUD, then

Walton,

Sir

Geohgk, Bruno,

Elvira, withDamselsdressedfor themarriage. Bieh. [Looking

from

thebalconyafterthefngitives.

He

isatthebridge

he has passed thefort.

Has

reached the gates

heisgone away. Cho. Friends,rejoice!

come

tothe temple!

Where

is Arthur?

^

Was

herejustnow.

Where

artthou,dearArthurf .

He

isgone.

Elv. Bieh Elv. Bieh

j^-^'j^ fAlready

beyond

the walls—far

away

*S7/-

G

S ^^^^ ^^^plain.

\stCho.

Your

lady prisoner

the guilty emis-sary.

With

the worthlesskniglit?

2d Cho. Letusto horse,

And

spurandfly. All.

Look

there!

[General Tableau. Elv. utters ashrieJc.

Wal. Come, soldiers,hasten ; fire ofl:' the

can-nons;

Call

now

to arms

runquickly, fly!

And

both thetraitorsdragquickly here. [Thealarm bellofthe citadel sounds. The

can-vanisfired atintervals. All.

To

arms!

Wal. Hasten. [To Bruno.

All. [Witliin.]

To

arms!

Wal. and Chorus. Revenge! [Wal.drawshissword andgoesout.

Bieh.

Oh

!

how

it isfedon tormentsandwoes.

The

fireofvengeance, that grieves and

de-lights.

Oh

!

how

in

my

breast thefeelings are

mixed

Ofloveanddisdain,ofhopeauddespair.

Eh\

The

loverof Arthur has onawhiteveil;

He

viewsherandsighs,hecdls herhis bride. Elviraisthe lady!

Am

I not Elvira?

Sir G. andChorus. Elvira,

what

sayest?

Elv. IElvira?

Ah

! no,nò.

Men.

The

sad oneispale.

Women.

She

makes

not a

movement.

Men.

Her

eyeshave nolife.

Women.

Shesmiles andshesighs.

Men. Shelosesall reason. All. Oh, heavens,havepity !

[Elv. in her delirium thinks she sees Art. and sings thefollowinglines with profoundsorrow andfrantic passion.

Elv.

Dear

Arthur, thou returnest?

Still truethouartto

me

!

Come

tothe temple,

my

faithful Arthui-, Foreverfidelity I swearto thee.

My

heart,asnow,wille'erbe pure:

On

loveI'lllive, onloveI'll die.

Women.

She thinks sheisatchurch. Men. She swears toArthurfaith.

Women.

Sheisso loving. Men.

He

issofalse.

Women. Sheissocandid. Men.

He

such atraitor. All.

Unhappy

maiden!

Shewill dieoflove,

f

Oh

!

how

thy

mind

isfilledwith sorrow\

Rich.

&

\ Hearingthe sighsofthispoor he.rt.

Cho. I

Oh!

how

perfidious was the traitor

[ Thatbroughtonh^rso

much

affliction!

Sir. G.

God

of Mercy,

my

lifeI offer.

Iftothe innocent thou wiltgiveaid.

Ah

! be propitiousto a heartfopure,

And

show

thy

power

against thetraitor.

Rich.

The more

I seelier, the

more

Igrieve, •

And

greater loveforherIfeel;

But more

my

fury becomesinflamed 'Gainst

him

who

stole from

me

thistreasure. Sir G.

My

pious prayer, deeo and sincere.

Which

comestotheeon wingsof grief,

Receivethoukindly, O,

Lord

of bounty, Forthispoormaiden,that traitor'svictim.

(18)

14

I

PURITANI.

Elv. Tiveggo

rjiàfuggi

ingrato,abbandoni

Chi tanto t'amò! Arturo

Oh

Dio!

No!—

Coro. Ahi durasciagura, ahilutto e dolor!

Sìbeli;!, sìpuradelciel creatura Neldidel dilettoschernitatradita

Andrà

maladettoilviitraditor. Eìr. Qual febbre vorace m'uccide

mi

sface

Qual tìamma,qual' ira

mi

avvampa

emartira!

i^^iutasmiperversi fuggitedispersi!

iutantofurorsbranatemi ilcor.

Puri, epoi Tutti. Maledizione!

Non

casa,noi spiaggiaraccolgaifuggenti!

Ioodiodel cielo,iuodioa'viventl, Battutidai venti, daorrende tempeste,

Le

odiatelortestenou possanposar!

Erranti, piangentii'aorridaguerra Colcielo,laterrailmar, glielementi

Oguor

maladettiin vitaedinmorte, Sia eternalor sorte eternoilpenar!

FINE dell'

atto

PRIMO.

^TTO

li.

SCENA

1.

Gran

Salacon porte laterali.

Castellani è Castellane,Puritani, eB.;u o. 'Tutti. Piangonleciglia

Sispezzailco:

L'infermafiglia

morrà d'amor l. Ilduol Finvase?

i2.

La

vidi errante

Trafolte piante

3. Orper sue case

Gridando

va—

'^

Pietà—

Pietà! " Tutti. Piangonleciglia

Sispezzailcor

^/inferma figlia

morrà

d'amor!

SCENA

II.

Gior.Gio dagli oppartanicnii d'

Elvira

: poi

Riccai:

DO

confoglio.

Don. Qual novella1

do.

Or prendeposa.

Tutti. Mlserolla!

Don.

E

ognordolente?

Gi^. Mestaelieta

Don.

E

senza tregua?

Gio. S])Iendeil senno

or sidilegua A.l misera Ì2iuoceiite. Tutti.

Como

mai

?

Gio. Dirloposs'io?

Senelduolche

m

augeilseno, Ogni voce trema e

muor

!

Coro.

Deh

favella

(Jio.

Mi

lasciate-Coro.

Ten

preghiamo

I

Gio.

Ah

cessate!

i

Bru.e^

Deh

ti

muova

quell'ambascia

I

Coro. \

Che

ciaggravaaltao dolor!

j Gio. Siate

paghi—

v'appressate!

Cintadirose e coibelcria disciolto Talorlacaravergines'aggira :

E

chiede all' auraeai fiorcon me;=to volta:

"Ove

andò

E

'vira."

Bianco-vestita,eqnalsuall'arra innante, Adem|)ieal rito,e va cantando: ilgiuro. Poigrida,per

amor

tuttatremante

''

Ah

vieni, Arturo."'

Coro. Ahi,figliamiseradelira

amor

!

Quartofubarbaroilsedduttor!

Gio.

Geme

talor, qualtortoreamorosa,

Or

cade vintadamortai sudore:

Or

1'odialsuon dell'arpa lamentosa Cantard'

amore

!

OrscorgeArturoneli'altrui sembiante

Poidelsuoinganno accortae disuasorte,

Geme,

piange, s' affanna e cgaor i)iù

amante. Invocamorto.

mCoro, Ahi, figliamisera morràd'

amor

I

Scenda

una

folgore sul traditor!

Alle ultimeparoleentra Rie. con unfoglio.

Mie. Disuafolgoreilcielnon sarù

Lmto

!

'•A scureinfame èArtìirTa'botdannato

*'T^c'W Anglican SovranoParlamento."

Coro.

E

giusto fato!

Eie. Quaggiù, nel

mal

che questavalleserra,

A' buonieattristi è

memorando

esempio. Coro. SeladestradiDio tremendaafferra

Il crindell'

empio

!

YRic.scorre colV occhioilfoglio chetiene aperto. SegueaproclamarelidecretidelParlamcitj. Eie. Di Valtoa l'innocenzaa voi proclami

IlPai-lamento,ea'primionorlo cliiaraa

Coro. Qualdoglia.Va!ton, sevedran tua ciglia

Insanaancorlatuadilettafiglia!

Eie.

Ed

essa? in Turiaognor?

Gio. Solquando

un

suonmarzial miseraSLUite

Piilricorda ilfuggirdel caro

amante

E

allorfassifurente.

Eie.

E

nonv' ha

speme

Alcuna?

Gio. Medie'arten'assecuia Che

una

subitagioja,o gxan sciagura Potria sanarla

mente

sua

(19)

saiarrita-THE

PURITANS.

15

lUv. 1see thee

tbou fliest. Ungrateful! tliou

leavest

Thy

lovei sotrue. Oh, Arthur! heaveus!

No!

Cho. Oh, hittermisfortune! Oh,

mourning

and

griet!

So handsome, so pure,belovedof Heaven. Deceived on tlie morniagthatpromised her

joy,

A

curseshall pursue thisvilest of traitors.

JElv.

What

fever, devouring,

now

seizes

my

brain !

What

flameand what rage

my

heart is con-suming!

0,

phantoms

jjerverse! go,fly, and disperse, Or

madly

my

heart

come

tearfrom

my

bosom. Puri. (& Chorus. Malediction!

Let norhousenorshore thefl\er^receive!

By

Heaven

abandoned, dislikedby men.

The

sportof the winds, oppic^ised

by

the

storms.

May

never theirheadsfindplace of repose. Bewailinsj,and wanderingin horriblecontest

With heaven

and

earth,tue sea

and

the

ele-ments,

Forever detestedin lifeanddeath. Eternal

may

betheirfate

and

their woes!

END

OF TIIK FIRST ACT.

^CT

II.

SCENE

I.

A

large

Boom

with side doors. ViUagns, Puritans, and

BucNO.

All. Alleyes areweeping

allheartsare break-ing,

The

afflicted girl of loveAviildie.

1 .

Grief has seized her.

2. I

saw

herwandering

Anio'.igstthegroves.

3. Sometimes, athome,

Sheisheardtoexclaim, "

Ah

!pity! pity!"

All. All eyesareweeping

allheartsare

break-ing.

The

afflicted girl of lovewill die.

SCENE

II.

Enter Sik

Gkorgk

from

the apartmentsof

Ei.-viUA, then RiciiAui), with apaper. 'Women.

What

fresh

news?

Sir. G. She is

now

reposing.

All.

Ah

! poorgirl!

Women.

Isshestillweeping?

Sir. G. Sad andjoyful.

Women.

Takessherest? Sir. G.

Now

she

wisdom

shows,

and

now

The

poorgirlappears insane. Ail.

How

isthis.''

Sir. G.

Can

I tellit?

When

oppressed

by

so mucli grief,

All

my

wordsdie on

my

lijjs. Cho. Pray dospeak.

Sir. G.

Ah

! let

me

rest.

Cho.

We

beseech.

Sir. G.

Ah

! do desist.

Bru. }

Be you moved by

thisaffliction

Cho. ^ That yourgrief hasraised in us.

Sir. G. I willgrant yourwish. Api)roach.

With

roses crowned,

and

with her hair

dis-hevelled.

The maiden

dear

now

wandering is se n,

Demanding

of the airandoftheflowers, "

Where

isElvira?"

Now

enrob'din while,

and

asbefore thealtar.

The

ritesperforming, she repeats theoati.

Then, trembling, cries, in ecstasyof love, "

Ah

! come, dear Arthur."

Cho.

Ah

!

unhappy

girl!deranged by love.

Cruelindeed

was

herbetrayer.

Sir G.

At

times she is sighing like a loving doveJ

At

times she sinks oppressed

by

her great woes

;

And

then sheisheardat herlamentinghaip,

To

singof love.

At

timesshe takes anotherface forArthur's;

Then

her mistakeperceiving, and herfaie,

She sighsand weeps, and, loving

more

th:<.n

ever.

Shedeath invokes.

Cho.

Unhappy

girl! lovewillkillher.

May

thunderfall

upon

thetraitor!

Atthelasttcords,

Richard

enterswithapaper. Bich.

The

thunder is not far from striking

Arthur,

"He

stands

condemned

to die a traitor's

death,

His sentence i>

by

Parliamentdecreed.''

Cho. Itisbutiust.

Rich.

Amongst

the

woes

that this sad world contains.

Itisa warninglorthegood andbid.

Cho.

When

God'sright

hand

upon thewicked

man

Av^engingfalls

[Mich, glances over the paper,and 2Jì'oceeds to

pro-claimthedecreeof Parliament.

Bich. Likewise of

Walton

the innocence p:o-claims

The

Parliament, and gives him back hi.5

honors.

Cho.

What

grief for Walton, if his dailing daughter

Still outof

mind

he's

condemned

to see !

Bich. Isshe still

mad

?

Sir G. ifmartialsounds the

unhappy

girl but heais

They

suddenlyrecall herlover'sflight,

And

frantic she becomes.

Bich. Isthereno hope?

Sir G.

The

art ofheadingstilldeclares, assures, That aueventofsuddenjoyor

woo

(20)

16

I

PURITANI.

Coro. Qual mai t' attenda, Artur, pena

in-fluita!

Eie. In

me

ducepremier, parlaCronivello.

Il vii, cli'èognorinfilila,

E

disan'^ue civil macchiòInghilterra, Cercateorvoi.

E

se sua reafortuna,

malizialotragga a questaterra,

Non

abbiagrazia,èpietade alcunn.

[IlCurolìarte.

SCENE

III.

Elvira

e detti.

TjIv. rendetemila

speme

[Dentrola^S(eì^<(.

lasciatemimorir. Gio. Essaquivien

lasenti?

come

ègraveil suon de'suoilamenti!

jEsccElv.scapujliata ein vestebianca. Elv. Quilavocesua soave

Mi

chiamava

epoisparì Quigiuravaesser fedele, Poi crudele

ci

mi

fuggi!

Ah,

mai

piiiquiasportiinsieme Nellagioiadeisospir?

Ah

reiKietemi la

speme

Oh

lasciatemimorir!

Gio.

l (Qanto

amore

e

mai

raccolto liic. ) Inquel

v

Itoeinqueldolor!)

Elv. Chiseitu?

[Dopouna pausaa Gio. Gio.

Non

mi

ravvisi?

Elv. Padre

mio

?

mi

cliiamaial

Tempio

?

Non

òsogno

oh Arturo oh amor!

A

tusorridi

asciughiil pianto!

A

Imeu

mi

guidi

alballo, al canto!

Ognun

s'apprestaa nozze, afesta,

E

meco

indanzaesulterà.

Tu

pur

meco

danzerai?

[Si volta,evedeBic.,loprendeper lamano. Vienianozze!

Gio. eBic. (Oh Dio!)

Elv. Eglipiang .

Egli piange! eiforse

amò

!

[a Gio. in dispartee sotto voce

poi torna a

fis-sareBic: poi(iliafferrala

mano

etornandoad

attcfigiarsìdolorosamente.

Bic.eGio. (Chi frenaril jiianto\raò!)

Elv. M'odiedimmi,amastimai ! [aBic.

Bic. Gli occhiaffisain sul

mio

volto,

Ben

mi

guardeelo vedrai

Elv.

Ah

sepiangi

Ancor tu sai

Che

un corfido nell'amor.

Sempre

vivedidolor!

[Siabbandona alpianto. Gio.l'abbraccia.

Gio.

Deh

! tiacqueta, mia diletta,

Treguaalduoldal

tempo

aspetta. Elv. Mai!

Bic. eGio. Clementeil Ciel tifia.

Elv.

Mai

!—

Ji'ic. eGio. L'ingratoormaioblia. Elv.

Ah

!

mai

più tirivedrò!

Bic. e Gio. (Sifamialasuaferita.

Mi

(Usperaesquarciail cor.)

Elv. toglietemi lavita,

rendetemiil mio

amor

!

Bic.e Gio. Tornòil risoin sulsuoaspetto, Qualpensiero alei brillò?

Elv.

Non

temerdelpadre

mio

!

Co'miei i)iantiilplacherò

Ogniaffannoandràin oblio,

Tanto

amor

consolerò!

ùio. (Essainpeneè abbandonata Sognail gaudio che perde!

)

Bic. (Qualbeli'alma innamorata

Un

l'ivairapiva a

me

!)

Elv. Vien, diletto,èinciellaluna:

Tuttotaceintorno intorno:

Finche spuntiin cielilgiorno, Vien,tiposa sul

mio

cor!

Deh

t'affretta, Arturomio, Riedi, caro, alla tua Elvira

;

Essapiange,etisospira. Eiedi, caro, alprimo

amor

{Possa undi,bellainfelice,

Mercèaverditantoaffetto:

Possa

un

giornonel diletto Obbliareilsuo dolor!

Gio. Ricovi'artionnait'addic«>.

Bru. Stende notteilcupo orror

SCENA

IV.

Giorgio osserva alP intorno; poi afferra yel hra^-cio Riccardo, come uno che ^?rt?'7a/u/o mostra

sapereun suogravesegreto.

Gio. Ilrivaisalvartudevi,

11rivaisalvartupoi.

Eie. Io noiposso

Gio.

Tu

non vuoi?

Bic.

No!

Gio.

Tu

ilsalva!

Bic. Ei jìerirà— Gio.

Tu

queir oraben rimembri

Che

fuggilaprigioniera?

Bic.

Sì--Gio. D' Arturofucolpa interna?

Eie.

Tua

favellaormai- [Quasisdegnandosi.

Gio.

E

vera!

Bic. Parla aperto!

[

Come

sopra.

Gio.

Ho

dettoassai! [Comesopra. Eie.

Fu

voler delParlamento

Seha colui la

pena

estrema. Deiribelli1'ardimento

In Artursi doraei'a.

10non l'odio, ionoipavento,

Ma

1'indegnoperirà

Gio.

Un

gelosoereotormento

Or

t'invadeeacceca

Ah

trema! 11rimorsoelospavento

La

tuavita strazierà Seil rivaipertefia spento Un'altr'almail seguirà!

Bic. Chi?

Gio.

Due

vittimefarai,

E

dovunque

tun' adi'ai

L'

ombra

lor tiseguirà!

Setrailbujo

un

fantasmavedrai Biancolieve

che

geme

e sospira

(21)

THE

PURITANS.

17

Cho. Wliatendlesspainnow, Arthur, waits for

you!

Bich. I, Colonel ofCromwell,inhis

name

this

toyou

make

known.

The

traitor,still a

fugi-tive,and

who

the English gi'ound with civil

bloodliasstained,

must

besearchedforby you.

And

shouldhe, either

by

hisadverse fortuneor iiisbaddesigns, be brought back to thisland,

lethimnot gracenorpityfind. [Exit Chorus.

SCENE

III.

Elvira

icifhhi.

Elr. Eitherhope restore tome, Orinpitylet

me

die.

SirO. (Here shecomes

Hearestthouher?

0,

how

grievousisthe voice of herlaments!)

Enter

El

v. ^pithlooksand actions indicating loss of

reason.

Elr. Herehis voice, so soft

and

sweet, Calledon

me

then died

away

;

Here he swore he

would

befaithful:

Then,cruel

man,

hefledfrom me. Never

more

shall

we

together Feel the rapture of our love!

Eitherhoperestore to me, Orin pitylet

me

die.

SirG. }

How

much

loveisthereerpressed liich. (Inherfaceand throughhergrief!

E!v.

Who

artthou? [To Sir G. Sir G.

Knowest

thou

me

not?

Elv. Father, cai lestthou

me

to chui'ch?

'Tisno dream. Arthur! oh, love!

Ah

! thoudost smile!

thou driestthytears.

We

gotothealtar,todance

and

sing

;

Each

onepreparesfornuptialfeasts,

And,fullofjoy, willdance withme.

Thou

toowith

me

shaltjoin the dance.

[PerceivingRich., and talcinghimhjthehand.

Come

tothewedding.

Sir G. &Bich.

Oh

heavens? Elr.

He

isweeping.

Yes; heweeps: perhaps heloved

[AsidetoSir G., then, regarding liich., gras2)s his

hand, andabandonsherselfagaintogrief

liich. (£• Sir G.

(Who

can

now

refrain from

tears!)

Eiv. [ToBich.]

Hear

me;

say, hast thouonce loved?

7i'/(7(. [ToElv.] Cast thine eyes

upon

thisface.

And

thousoon wilt

know

thetruth. Elr. Ifthouweepest,thou

mustknow

That

aloving, faithfulheart

Iswith grief foreveried.

[Elv. abandonsherselftogrief. Sir G. embi'cicesher.

Sir G.

Calm

thyself,

my

dearest love;

Time

willallthy pangsdispel. Elv. Never!

Bich. (t Sir G.

Heaven

willpity thee.

Elv. Never!

Rich

&

Sir G.

Ah

! forget the traitor

7:^/J".

Nevermore

shallIsee thee. Bich. ) Allher

woes become

niine

own

;

Sir G. \ Shetopiecesrends

my

heart.

Lh\ Either take

my

lifeaway, Or

my

loverestore to me.

Bich. \

Now

herfaceappears serene.

Sir G. \

What

sweetthoughtrevivesher

mind?

Elv.

Have

nofearof

my

dearfather;

By

these hewillbe appeased;

Allour

woes

willbeforgotten;

So

much

loveshallhavereward. Sir G. (Byher sorrows sheisbewildered,

And

shedreamsoflost content.) Bich.

(What

a sweetandloving creature

Was

arivalfrom

me

taking!)

Elv. Come,

my

dear,the

moon

is shining;

Allis

mute

and calm around;

Eretheday shallriseinheaven,

Come,

repose,

upon

my

heart. Alas! hasten,

my

dearArthur

;

Quickreturn tothy Elvira;

She

now

weeps andsighsforthee

;

Quickreturn tothy firstlove. fMay, oneday,

imhappy

beauty. SirG. )

Thy

great love

meet

itsreward.

Bich. \

May,

oneday,insweetdelights

I

Thy

misfortimesbeforgotten.

SirG.

Now

'tisbetterthoushouldstretire.

Bruno. Nighto'erspreadshermantledark.

SCENE

IV.

Sir

George

looksaround, thentakes hold of Rich-ard's

arm

with the air of one knowing agreat secret.

SirG.

Thy

rivalthou

must

save.

Thy

rivalthoucanstsave. Bich. Icannot.

Sir G.

Thou

wilt not. Bich. No.

Sir G. Savehim.

Bich.

He

shall die.

Sir G. Dost thouwellthehour

remember

When

the prisoner escaped? Bich. Yes.

SirG.

Was

itbutArthursfault?

Ridi.

At

last thisspeech

[Becoming indignant.

Sir G, Istrue.

Bich. Speakfreely.

Sir G. . I'vesaidenough.

Bich. It

was

thewillofParliament

That

sentenced

him

todie.

The

boldness of therebels WillberepressedinArthur.

Ihate

him

not,norfear;

But

diethetraitormust. Sir G.

A

jealous, guiltytormert

Invadestiiy soul

Buttremble!

Remorse

andconstantfright Will

make

th3'lifemostwietched.

If

doomed by

theethyiiv;il.

Anotherdeath shall follow. Bich.

Whose?

Sir G.

Thou

niakestfall twovictims,

And

wherever thoushaltgo,

Theirshadeswill thee i>ursue.

Ifa

phantom

l>ynightthoushould'stsee,

Pale and light, that is

moaning

and

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