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(b) At the Ball
Amidst the gay dancing entrancing,
And the din of the music so loud,
By chance it was I met you
In the roar and the crush of the crowd.
The sound of your voice so lovely
Came over the ball-room to me,
And sounded as restful and silvery
As the lulling waves of the sea.
III.
I saw your dear eyes questioning sadly,
So thoughtful and dreamy their gaze,
(c) Lullaby
(d) Jai pleuré en réve
...
(e) Serenade Inutile
(b) AT THE BALL.
(c) SLEEP, MY BABY!"
Peacefully the evening was ending, gilding the sides of
the mountains, the hot air of the day was cooling. sleep.
my baby, sleep. The nightingale has finished his song
announcing the night, chords of music timidly ended, sleep,
my baby, sleep! The eyes of angels shining above, the,
breath of night is so tender, sleep, my baby, sleep!
(d) J'AI PLEURÉ EN REVE.
Mes yenx pleuraient en rêve, ton corps reposait au
linceul, je m'éveillai, et des larmes ont glissé le long de
mes joues.
He-So chill is the night, so icy the wind, my heart
congeal'd with cold! Love in such plight wont
Vladimir
(a) Aria of Prince
(b) Drinking Song
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(c) SERENA DE INUTILE.
He-Fair, good even, my darling, good even, my dear!
I love thee more and more! Come down and
open thy door and let me in and to thee be near.
She-Nay, nay! that cannot be! My door is lock'd
fast. Wisely my mother says I'd rue it all my
days if I did, if I did, what of me you ask.
...
(b) DRINKING SONG FROM
Words by Borodine.
Recitative-
It would be sin to hide that I do not like to be
bored. The way our Prince Igor lives I couldn't live
a day! With princely gaiety I like to treat my heart;
I love to live gaily. Ah! could I only become the ruling
Prince in Poutivle how gloriously I would live!
Aria-
...
If I could only become Prince of Poutivle I wouldn't
worry, I would know how to live. In the day by the
tables of food and at gay festivities. I would judge as
I conduct my business. I would judge the people as I
wish. I would give them all wine, drink, drink, drink,
...
A mystery new-born veiled your features,
As I silently looked through the haze.
Since that night, in my heart re-echoes,
In my lonesome hours of repose,
Your laugh and your chaff, as I doze.
And sadly I ask, in my dreaming,
What are you, Dear Soul, to me?
I know not if even I love you.
But my heart whispers-"Yet this must be."
Marie Rosing.
...
...
(a) ARIA OF PRINCE VLADIMIR.
Prince Vladimir is taken prisoner after the defeat
of Prince Igor's army. During the period of captivity
he falls in love with the daughter of Ohan Konchac.
In the recitativo of this aria he tells of the wonde ful
beauty of the falling night, and of how the warmth and
sofineess of the southern air inspires his love and pas-
...
...
...
Tschaikowsky
...
Mes yeux pleuraient en rêve, hélas, tu m avais
quitté, je m'eveillai, et mes larmes coulaient amèrement.
Mes yeux pleuraient en rêve, ton cœur me rendait son
amour, je m'éveislai et mes larmes se répondaient à flots.
Brahms
Rimsky-Korsakoff
Schumann
hold. Heart's delight, be kind, ope thy door,
ope thy door! Come and ope thy door!
She--Nay! If thy love will not hold thro' all let it
extinguished be! Go home to your bed. I will
go to mine So good-night! So good-night!
So good-night! Sleep well!
From "Prince Igor" Borodin
sion. He wonders if his love waits for him. Deep in
his heart he knows that she will come.
In the aria he pleads with her to answer his call
of love, and under the sheltering canopy of the dark
night, when all the world lies sleeping and only the
stars keep watch above, to come to him.
PRINCE IGOR."
drink, drink-enjoy! At night to my palace should be
brought all the beautiful girls; they would sing songs,
they would sing praise of me; and those that are the
pinkest and the whitest I would keep them; and those
that are sweetest I will spend the night with them. Ah,
if that could only become my fate, I would miss no
opportunity, I would know where to begin; I would
administrate the State, so that not much money would
remain! I would drain the cup of life; for that, power
exists. Ah! could I only become prince, I would know
how to please every one, myself, and you! so that they
wouldn't soon forget us. Hay, hay, hay-enjoy, and
live !