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Day</h1> +<pre> +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at <a href = "https://www.gutenberg.org">www.gutenberg.org</a></pre> +<p>Title: Zanetto and Cavalleria Rusticana</p> +<p>Author: Giovanni Targioni-Tozzetti, Guido Menasci, and Pietro Mascagni</p> +<p>Release Date: December 16, 2004 [eBook #14370]</p> +<p>Language: Italian and English</p> +<p>Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1</p> +<p>***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ZANETTO AND CAVALLERIA RUSTICANA***</p> +<br><br> +<h3>E-text prepared by Juliet Sutherland, Linda Cantoni, Joseph E. Loewenstein,<br> + and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team</h3> +<br><br> +<hr class="full" noshade> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h1>ZANETTO</h1> +<h4>and</h4> +<h2>CAVALLERIA RUSTICANA</h2> +<br> +<br> +<h3>Music by PIETRO MASCAGNI</h3> + +<h3>Libretto by G. TARGIONI-TOZZETTI and G. MENASCI</h3> + +<h4>English translation by WILLARD G. DAY</h4> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<hr> +<br> +<p style="text-align: center"> +<img border="0" src="images/cover.png" alt="Zanetto and Cavalleria Rusticana libretto cover" align="middle" width="322" height="497"> +</p> +<br><br> +<hr> + +<br> +<p align="center" style="text-align: center"> + <b>MASCAGNI GRAND OPERA </b> +</p> +<p align="center" style="text-align: center"> + UNDER THE MANAGEMENT OF MITTENTHAL BROS. AND S.S. KRONBERG +</p> +<p align="center" style="text-align: center"> + </p> +<p align="center" style="text-align: center"> + SOUVENIR LIBRETTO</p> +<p align="center" style="text-align: center">PRICE, 35 CENTS +</p><br> +<h6>Published by<br> +<br> + F. Rullman<br> + Theatre Ticket Office<br> + 111 Broadway—New York</h6> + +<h5>THE ONLY CORRECT & AUTHORIZED EDITION</h5> + +<p align="center" style="text-align: center"> + WEBER PIANOS USED EXCLUSIVELY +</p><br> + +<br> +<br> +<hr> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<h2>CONTENTS</h2> + +<center> +<table class="contents"> + <tr> + <td> + <a href="#zan">ZANETTO</a> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td> + <a href="#cav">CAVALLERIA RUSTICANA</a> + </td> + </tr> +</table> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<hr class="wide" noshade> +<br> +<a name="zan"></a> +<br> +<br> +<h1>ZANETTO</h1> +<br> +<br> + +<p style="text-align: center"><a href="#characters">CHARACTERS</a></p> + +<p style="text-align: center"><a href="#plot">PLOT OF THE OPERA</a></p> + +<p style="text-align: center"><a href="#libretto">LIBRETTO</a></p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<hr> +<a name="characters"></a> +<br> +<br> +<h2>CHARACTERS</h2> +<center> +<table class="contents"> + <tr> + <td>ZANETTO</td><td width=100> </td><td>Mezzo-Soprano</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td>SILVIA</td><td width=100> </td><td>Soprano</td> + </tr> +</table> +</center> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<a name="plot"></a> +<br> +<br> +<h2>PLOT OF THE OPERA</h2> +<p> + Silvia is the rich and beautiful hostess of a country hotel, who has + been besieged by lovers of almost every description, she repulses them + all, because although they may be well-to-do and even wealthy and + powerful, they have not pleased her fancy or awakened her heart. At last + she forswears love entirely, being convinced that her destiny is to + remain single. +</p> +<p> + Still, she remembers a youth she once saw, and believes that he lives + near by, in Florence, toward which city she idly looks out in the summer + evening from the veranda of her hotel, placed on the side of a steep + mountain. +</p> +<p> + As she looks she hears the voice of a roving minstrel who is + approaching. She conceals herself. He comes near, and not venturing to + enter the hotel, lies down to sleep on a bench. He is soon asleep; and + Silvia comes near to see him. She recognizes in him her ideal; and at + once loves him. She wakes him up, and he sees in her the madonna of his + dreams. +</p> +<p> + He is fond of his freedom, and of his own way of living; but thinks it + would be nice to have a home, and a sister. This does not suit Silvia; + who then conceals her identity; and says that she is a widow, and very + poor; and cannot possibly entertain a wandering poet. After several + refusals, he tells her that he has heard of Silvia, who is also + beautiful, as well as rich, and liberal. He asks his newly-beloved to + help him find her. She advises him not to go, that she would do anything + to save him from his danger. Although both love each other she is + unwilling to let herself be known. He believes in her sincerity; and + offers to go in any direction she may point out. She points toward the + dawn; he dashes toward it; she watches him till out of sight; then + burying her face in her hands exclaims: +</p> +<blockquote> + <blockquote> +<p> Blessed art thou, O Love!<br> + Now can I weep again! +</p> + </blockquote> +</blockquote> +<p> + The allegorical sense of the plot is that the sweet minstrel, love, + comes once; and if not frankly and honestly received, he goes away; and + may never come again. Another is, that true love is willing to sacrifice + itself in order that its ideal may achieve its high ambition. +</p><br><hr> + +<a name="libretto"> </a> +<br> +<br> +<h1>ZANETTO</h1> +<br> +<table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse" width="100%" id="AutoNumber1" summary="Zanetto"> + <tr> + <td width="50%"> + +<h2> + INTRODUCTION—CHORUS WITHOUT WORDS. +</h2> + + </td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"><h2> + CORO. +</h2> + <p> </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENE I—SILVIA, alone. +</h2> + +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p>Against love are my curses;<br> + I've no tears any more. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (descending slowly) +</p> +<p>I am that cruel lady,<br> + Whom all must adore;<br> + But I love no one.<br> +On lips I'm everywhere respected;<br> + They're asking for my hand,<br> + But the ardor of kisses<br> + I do not understand!<br> + Drowning is tedious.<br> + Here in the silence<br> + Quiet night to awaken<br> + There should be couplets<br> + For serenading;<br> + Bad 'tis for a poet<br> + To give out his fire;<br> + Yet still, to my ire<br> + They will be singing,<br> + Stupid madrigals ringing.<br> +</p> +<p>The soldier, and the merchant<br> + All who have power,<br> + On me treasures shower,<br> + But contempt I still hold<br> + Both for them and the gold<br> + Suffer I, my life thus to give,<br> + For without love<br> + Life is not fit to live.<br> +I have no recollection<br> + Of affection genteel.<br> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (pointing to the city) +</p> +<p> + Now there is Florence, in splendor, lying in the distance, and having, + perhaps, a youth who's looking up to this same heaven; he who once I + saw, and who in his breast felt heart-beats for me, for me unworthy. + Just to cross my pathway, he found it fatal! I've no hope now, but to + run away from him. I must not stay here and be disgraced. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Sings in the distance) +</p> +<p> + Heart of mine, as a flower,<br> + Is found in thee love's secret power.<br> + Not merry now the song I'm singing<br> + Know'st thou to thee its way it's winging! +</p> +<p> + Heart of mine, why from weeping<br> + Comes the perfume, true love keeping,<br> + Think you grieving all unbidden<br> + In the flower can be hidden? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Sweet is thy lovely singing.<br> + Thy voice has touched my heart,<br> + But this folly of foolish loving<br> + Will not be on my part. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Goes slowly up the terrace, turning absently toward the direction + whence came the voice. Zanetto with a lute on his shoulder, and dragging + his cloak up the steep, enters with a happy air, without seeing Silvia). +</p> + <p> </td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> SCENA I—SILVIA sola. </h2> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Maladetto l'amore!<br> + Non ho più lacrime. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (lentamente) +</p> +<p>Son la crudel signora<br> +Che ognun sempre adorò<br> +Che ognuno adora<br> +Ognun col labbro<br> +Rispetta; sfiora<br> +La mia man; ma l'ardore<br> +Del bacio non salì<br> +Fino al mio core!<br> + M'uccide il tedio<br> + Le silenziose<br> +Chiare notti d'estate<br> +Che paion fatte<br> +Per le serenate<br> +Danno a' poeti il destro<br> +Di sfogar l'estro<br> + Ed in onor mio<br> + Dispiegan l'ali<br> + Scipiti madrigali. +</p> +<p>Il soldato, il mercante,<br> +il podestà<br> +ai piè mi gittan loro<br> + Ma disprezzo costoro<br> + E la lor vanità<br> + Soffro; viver così,<br> + Senza un amor<br> + Viver non è.<br><br> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (addita la città) +</p> +<p> + Non mi ricorda un fiore qualche affetto gentil. Firenze splende laggiù, + lontana, sereno, e tende forse, lo sguardo al cielo un giovanetto che + m'ha vista una volta, e sente in petto battere il cor per me, l'indegna. + Se a traversa la mia strada fatal si trovi. Oh! non isperi di fuggirsene + via, e non sarò la sola disgraziata. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (canta di lontana) +</p> +<p> + Cuore, come un fiore<br> + Si dischiude, in te l'amore<br> + La canzon non è gioconda<br> + L'odi tu, piccina bionda! +</p> +<p> + Cuore, v'è il dolore<br> + Tra il profumo e la splendore<br> + Par che il pianto si nasconda<br> + In quel fior piccina bionda? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Dolce è la melodia:<br> + la voce tocca il cuor.<br> + Ma queste fole d'amore<br> + io non + l'intendo più. +</p> +<p> + (Sale lentamente su la terazza, volgendosi distrattamente verso la parte + da veniva la voce Zanetto col liuto a tracolla, e trascinando per l'erta + il mantello, entra con aria allegra senza veder Silvia) +</p> + <p> </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENE II—SILVIA and ZANETTO. +</h2> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Sweet nights of summer,<br> + By the moon lighted,<br> + Smiles, on my journey,<br> + On me benighted.<br> + The stars too above<br> + Shed on me their light<br> + From golden eyes bright.<br> +</p> +<p> + I'm ready—Loves my Florence<br> + The sound of the lute?<br> + And songs of true love?<br> + As a minstrel I'm dressed,<br> + And not in such plight<br> + Could I appear<br> + In hotel candle light<br> + Here to sleep I will lay me<br> + This warm summer night. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (He stretches himself out on a bench and wraps his cloak around him). +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Silvia comes quickly down from the terrace). +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + O poor little fellow! If I only had such sweet tranquility! Shall I call + him, and offer him hospitality? but then—Just sleep down there! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (looking at him sleeping) +</p> +<p> + The silence, the perfumed air of the evening, this sleeping boy. Why + should they disturb me? Yet a new palpitation is moving my heart! Ah me! +</p> +<p> + He's like my dream, exactly! +</p> +<p> + Up! Wake up! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (taking him sweetly by the hand) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Zanetto awakes and looks at Silvia with wonder and admiration). +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + The lovely white vision<br> + I saw in my dreaming. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + O darling!<br> + 'Twas but a pale ray<br> + From a star, bright seeming. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p>No, no! You were the lovely angel of my dream.<br> + Your voice I heard near me;<br> + Ah, you do not fear me! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + I am, if it please you, a hostess; and welcoming a wayfarer. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Thank you, I've just had my supper—<br> + And my sleep is all gone. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (to herself). </b> +</p> +<p> + (Silvia, be good now!<br> + 'Tis love that is so painful<br> + And this boy can't be so baneful!) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (to Zanetto) +</p> +<p> + But, tell me; can't I know who you are? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p>I am Zanetto, a wandering musician;<br> +It's my delight to change house and air every day!<br> + Twenty useless callings<br> + I have, to make my living.<br> + I know how to push the bending oar<br> + My bark speed giving;<br> + I can bring down the falcon<br> + Flying in the heavens;<br> + Can tame the kicking mule,<br> + And good verse arrange in sevens—<br> + So I am not a fool! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + But does it often happen<br> + That your dinner<br> + you are lacking? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> Sometimes, yes!<br> + But I find where'er going<br> + True courtesy is showing,<br> + And I know I am welcome—<br> + By my lute I am able<br> + To find a place at a table,<br> +Company entertaining,<br> + And for that day<br> + A supper I am gaining.<br> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Are you going to Florence? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> Don't know.<br> +If I find a more flowery path<br> +I follow it. It is a strange fancy that draws<br> +the bird through the trackless azure sky.<br> +And I must say, too, that in my journeys +I have not found fortune. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + But have you not dreamed of resting some day in your fantastic and + doubtful wandering? And have you not seen a little white house, set 'mid + green, waving palms, and where a young girl once gave you a quick "Good + morning!" +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> Yes, sometimes—But I know what I am—I think of fathers, and tutors; and it does +not please me to disturb the family peace. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Have you not set your mind firmly on the girl<br> + who gave you that flower<br> + you wear on your breast? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p>A kiss! and I go on my travels.<br> +Liberty to me is dear.<br> +I want no other +burdens<br> +than my lute and the feather in my cap!<br> +And love<br> +When you would move<br> +Is too heavy to carry! </p> + +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p>A bird in the woods wants no cage<br> + But who will say that some day he will not build a nest? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + No! No! Do you know, all love makes me afraid?<br> + It is delightful to go + your own way,<br> + as you please, and be as<br> + free as the air! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p>But you are not happy—<br> + And fate did you follow<br> + As led by its hand;<br> + Or the flight of a swallow<br> + From some far-away land? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Perhaps— +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Are you led by some hope? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + 'Twas only a dream. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Tell it! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Perhaps I may stay here! Know, then, that I have no parents, father or + mother. I may be the son of a Marquis, or of a villain—who knows? In + the world's course so far I've lived a free and merry life; and have + never desired any other. But after having enjoyed your dear voice, + beautiful Madonna, I've been dreaming that I might have—a sister! Since + you have aroused in me the desire for a sweet little cottage, far from + all the noises of the world, set in the midst of flowers, now, yes! I + begin to feel lonesome! I accept your wise counsel! Oh! If you were + willing to be entertained by this nightingale wanderer, I would stay + here with you. I would be always near you; and with my lute and song the + long hours of your mornings I would shorten! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (to herself). </b> +</p> +<p>(My darling!<br> +How my heart is exulting!<br> + What is it always makes me fear?<br> +To have all I have willed!<br> + To hear I'm aflame!<br> + Tell me my love's name!<br> +My dream has been fulfilled!) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Are you willing? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (to herself). </b> +</p> +<p> (I willing? Ah! no! never!<br> +Why does he ask me?) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p>Madonna! I ask too much, I know; but will you? </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + You shall know who I am tomorrow. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Again I ask you, will you? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + I can not. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + And why not? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p>A widow am I, and poor, and +cannot entertain wandering poets. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Don't you have a servant? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + No! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + A footman? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + No. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + I can dine on fruit! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p>Don't speak of it.<br> +I'm a widow, and live alone, weeping! </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + And may I not stand at your feet? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + 'Tis impossible. Believe me! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Then good-bye forever my beautiful dream! I may have, perhaps tomorrow, + better fortune with Silvia! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (to herself). </b> +</p> +<p> + What says he? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Then in vain were all my prayers. I would ask<br> + thee about Silvia, the + Florentine.<br> + She, they say, is the queen of all beauty.<br> + They say that her + look is a caress<br> + which conquers and overwhelms in love.<br> + They say that + she is fair and beautiful<br> + as thou art, lady;<br> + and then, that she is rich + and liberal.<br> + I'll go and seek her. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (to herself). </b> +</p> +<p> + Great Heaven! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Perhaps I may enter her list of knights. But I intend to warble about + the beauty of another lady! and the mad fool who would bring her + misfortune. I confess to thee, Madonna, that I'm afraid! What shall I + do? Give me your advice. Shall I go to Silvia? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (to herself). </b> +</p> +<p> + (Well, I advise you not to!<br> + This unknown boy<br> + stirs up the inmost + tenderness of my heart.<br> + The opportunity invites; and the happiness;<br> + would there were a way to catch him!) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + There is some friendship between us.<br> + Why are you not willing to answer me? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (to herself). </b> +</p> +<p> + ('Tis infamous! But so wills my destiny!) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Well then? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (after silence, and with great force) +</p> +<p> + Hear me, my boy. Do not go to seek her. Thy lovely soul does not know + its danger! Now hear me. No! Don't go to Silvia. Pay for your bread and + your bed with the merry songs which come forth from your beautiful + lips,—but you should know what bread and what bed it is. O Zanetto, if + you see my emotion, it is because I love you, and wish to save you. Keep + on with your songs in the leafy forests; and in the fragrance of another + April, if near the threshold of an humble cottage above a labored steep, + you see a girl with black eyes and golden hair—then rest. + From there do not move! + This is the nest of Love! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + I will obey you. But if it should happen that you have slandered + Silvia— +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Silvia makes a gesture of grief). +</p> +<p> + Surely<br> + the wound of thy poor heart I have reopened. You<br> + have told me + that which makes my soul sad.<br> +Of a loving brother<br> + Of a trusting sweetheart,<br> + Silvia, you have robbed.<br> +You are not fearing only me, you are jealous! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (with much sadness) +</p> +<p> + What you imagine is not true. Go! Go! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (feigning grief) +</p> +<p>You can't believe<br> +How much I grieve<br> +To tell you to return—<br> +Keep from that way<br> +Your feet, I pray;<br> +But ere you stray<br> +Again away<br> + To thank me, learn,<br> + I have saved thee.<br> +Ah me! All is over!<br> +But should he me discover! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + I go. I believe you, and will not go to Silvia, after what you have + said. +</p> +<p>I go away,<br> +your hidden balsam using;<br> +A little tenderness<br> +to me you are refusing!<br> +I have of thee only the recollection that you<br> + have not been willing to help me.<br> + O Madonna! what corner<br> + Of your heart holds your grieving and weeping part?</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (eagerly offering him a ring) +</p> +<p> + No, truly; this ring will remind you of me. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (with a gesture of refusal) +</p> +<p> + Pardon! 'tis too rich for me!<br> + With its jewels, you see;<br> + Thanks, Madonna,<br> + I could not accept it.<br> + But tell me, are you not a widow and very poor? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (to herself). </b> +</p> +<p> + (I have caught myself.)<br> + And a proof of my friendship<br> + you refuse?<br> + What are you willing I should give you? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + I want no reminder of value<br> + but some little nothing<br> + that may be dear to + thee.<br> + Look! That flower<br> + in your beautiful<br> + hair will die— +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> I give you the flower<br> + The first I have picked today.<br> + It will die in thy hand,<br> +This white flower; then understand<br> + It shows to you my destiny.<br> + When the flower is withered, + I will have been forgotten.<br> + Farewell! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Most charming Madonna, one word more.<br> + I tremble to take up again my + unending<br> + journey; and I believe that you<br> + can show me the path<br> + to all + happiness. I am afraid to pick it out.<br> + To my best fortune guide me!<br> + I + will take the way<br> + you point out with your beautiful little<br> + hand. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center">(who has ascended some of the steps of the terrace indicates the +direction leading away from the city.)</p> + + <p>Be it so. 'Tis there!<br> +Where glorious shines the Dawn! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b></p> +<p> + Heart of mine, why from weeping<br>Comes the perfume,<br> + true love keeping?<br>Think you grieving all unbidden<br>In this flower can be hidden? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center">(Makes some steps toward Silvia, but being stopped by a gesture; after + making a gesture of desperation, he moves away quickly). +</p> + </td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA II—SILVIA e ZANETTO +</h2> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> Le notti estive<br> +Ridono al viaggio<br> + E si va della luna<br> +Al chiaro raggio<br> + Ma di lassù le stelle<br> +Infondono coraggio<br> + Con le pupille d'or.</p> +<p> Son giunto, Ama Fiorenze<br> + Il suono del liuto<br> + E la canzon d'amor?<br> +Non posso<br> +in questa arnese<br> +Picchiare<br> +alla locanda del paese<br> + Mi converrà dormire<br> + All'aria aperta. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Si sdraia sulla panca avvolgendosi nel mantello) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Silvia scende rapidamente dalla terrazza) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Oh poveretto, ed io che avevo in uggia questa serenità! Debbo chiamarlo + ed ospitalità debbo offrir? Ma che! Dorme di già. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (guardando Zanetto addormentato) +</p> +<p> + Il silenzio, il profumo della sera questo fanciul dormente, mi turban + forse? Un palpito novo m'agita il core.<br> + Ahimè! +</p> +<p> + Somiglia al sogno mio! +</p> +<p> + Su! Destati! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (prendendolo con dolcezza per la mano) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Zanetto si sveglia e guarda Silvia con adorazione e meraviglia) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + La bianca visione<br> + che in sogno mi ridea. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Bambino!<br> + Solo un pallido raggio<br> + di stella l'occhio tuo vedea. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + No, no, tu sei la bella realtà del mio sogno:<br> + Questa voce divina<br> + L'udivo a me vicina! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Son, se ti piace, un ospite gradita al viandante. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + (guardandola) + Grazie. Ho cenato tardi,<br> + e il sonno mi svanì. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (da sè). </b> +</p> +<p> + Silvia sii buona!<br> + È l'amor tuo funesto<br> + Ed un fanciullo è questo. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (a Zanetto) +</p> +<p> + Ma, dimmi, non potrò saper chi sei? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Sono Zanetto; un nomade suonator;<br> + mi diletto ogni dì nel cambiar d'aria, + e di tetto.<br> + Venti mestieri inutili<br> + Mi fan campar la vita<br> +So condurre col fragile<br> + Remo la barca rapida.<br> +Slancio nell'aria il falco<br> + Volo in corsa ardita<br> + Domo col morso L'agile puledro.<br> + E in un sonetto chiudo le rime fulgide<br> + In cerchio d'oro stretto. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p>E non saranno rare<br> + Le volte, in cui<br> +Ti manca il desinare! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> Talvolta, sì.<br> +Ma se trovo in paese<br> +Qualche signor cortese<br> +Io sono il benvenuto<br> +M'accettano alla mensa<br> +Il mio liuto<br> +Rallegra la brigata<br> +E per quel dì la cena<br> +È assicurata! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Firenze è la tua mèta? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> Non so.<br> +Se mai più florido qualche sentier mi piaccia<br> +Lo seguirò. La strana fantasia segue l'ardita traccia<br> +Segnata dall'augel nell'aria azzurra<br> +Ancor sul mio cammino non trovai fortuna! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Ma non sognasti un giorno di riposo nel correr tuo fantastico e + dubbioso? E non hai mai veduta una casetta bianca tra i verdi pampini, + donde una giovinetta un rapido<br> + buon giorno ti mando? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Sì, qualche volta. Ma qual io mi sono, penso ai padri ai tutori, e non + mi piace delle famiglie disturbar la pace. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p>Nè ti fermasti mai se la fanciulla<br> +Il fiore ti getto che<br> + Avea in petto? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p>Un bacio e seguitavo la mia strada<br> +La libertà m'è cara.<br> +Non voglio altro fardello<br> +Che il liuto, e la piuma del capello.<br> + Un amore<br> + Dentro al core<br> +È un bagaglio troppo grave! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + L'augel di bosco non vuol gabbia!<br> + Chi sa un giorno non t'alletti il nido! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + No, No! L'amor mi fa paura, sai?<br> + È così bello andarsene via,—<br> + Come le libellule che van per<br> + L'aria libere! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p>Ma, non sarai felice.<br> + E vieni qui dal fato<br> + Tenuto per la mano<br> + O il vol di qualche rondino<br> + Seguisti da lontano? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Quasi! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Ti guida dunque una speranza? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Appeno un sogno. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Parla! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Io qui potrei forse restare. Senti: I pari miei, padre e madre non + hanno. Son figlio d'un marchese o d'un villano? E chi lo sa? Pel mondo + corsi fin'ora libero giocondo, nè mai vita migliore ho sospirato. Ma da + quando ho gustato la cara voce tua, Madonna bella ho sognato: D'avere una sorella. + Quando m'hai susurrato dell'intima dolcezza del mondo, in mezzo di fiore allora sì, mi non sentito solo!</p> +<p> + Io cedo ai tuoi consigli. Oh! se volessi trattenerti vicin, + quest'usignolo randagio! Io resterci teco sempre d'accanto mi avresti e + col mio canto le tue lunghe giornate abbrevierei! +</p><br /> + +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> Bambino!<br> + Come il core mi sussulta<br> +Che è mai questo timore?<br> + Aver lo sempre meco,<br> + Udirlo delirante<br> + Darmi il nome d'amante!<br> + Oh, il mio sogno avverato! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Vuoi? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Se voglio? Ah, no, mai!<br> + Pur è lui che mi supplica! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Madonna, domandi troppo lo so; ma vuoi? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Saprà chi son domani! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Anco una volta vuoi! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Non posso! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + E perchè? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Son vedova; son povera; e non posso ospitar poeti erranti. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Uno scudier non hai? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + No! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Un paggio? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + No! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Io con un frutto desino! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> Deh, taci!<br> +Sono vedova vivo nel pianto sola. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Ed io non vo' che starmene ai tuoi piedi! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + È impossible, credi! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Dunque per sempre addio, bel sogno mio!<br> + Avrò forse domani, più fortuna con Silvia. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (fra sè) </b> +</p> +<p> + Che dice? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p>Poi che vani furono i preghi miei, io chiederti<br> + vorrei di Silvia fiorentina<br> +La dicono regina d'ogni bellezza<br> + dicono che il sguardo<br> + È una carezza che conquista e innamora<br> + Dicon che è bella e pallida<br> + Al par di te signora<br> + E poi ch'è ricca e prodiga<br> + Andavo a cercar lei. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (da sè). </b> +</p> +<p> + Mio Dio! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Forse potrei entrar fra i suoi scudieri. Ma intesi mormorare, che la + strana bellezza di quell'altiera donna e il pazzo viver suo recan + sventura. Ti confesso, Madonna che ho paura! Che debbo far, consigliami. + Debbo andare da Silvia? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (da sè). </b> +</p> +<p> + Sarebbe ritornato!<br> + Questo fanciullo ignoto che mi<br> + Colmò di tenerezza l'anima, la<br> + Sorte a me l'invia. È la felicità,<br> + Debbo cacciarlo via? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + T'ho così poco amica,<br> + che non mi vuoi respondere? </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> È infame! +Ma così volle il destino! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Ebben? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (dopo un silenzio e con grande sforzo) +</p> +<p> + Senti, bambrino. Non cercar di colei. La tua bell'anima non conosce il + pericolo! S'io non posso proteggerti, ospitarti, potrò salvarti. + Ascoltami. No, non andar da Silvia! Pagare il pane, il letto colla + canzon gioconda che ti fiorisce sulle labbra è bello ma bisogna + conoscere che pan che letto è quello. O Zanetto, se mi commovo è perchè + t'amo come un bambinello che si vuoi salvare. Oh seguita a cantare del + bosco fra le chiome. E se poi, quando la soglia d'un umil casetta vedrai + sovra il lavoro china, una giovinetta da gli occhi neri e dai capelli + d'oro, oh fermati cantore quello è il nido d'amore! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Ti obbedirò. Ma può darsi che Silvia sia calunniata. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Silvia fa un gesto di dolore) +</p> +<p> Certo<br> +la ferita del povero tuo core ho riaperto! Tu<br> +m'hai detto che hai l'anima triste!<br> + Un fratello amato<br> + Un caro fidanzato<br> + La Silvia t'ha rubato!<br> +Non temi sol per me, tu sei gelosa! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA</b></p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>(con grande tristezza). </b> +</p> +<p> + Immagini una cosa non vera. Va! Va! parti! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (dissimulando il dolore) +</p> +<p>Tu non puoi figurarti,<br> +quanto mi dolga<br> +dirti che tu rivolga<br> +Lontana il piè<br> +dall'intrapresa via!<br> + Ma prima che tu vada<br> + Per la tua strada<br> +Me puoi rendere grazie<br> +io t'ho salvato!<br> +Tutto è finito. Ohimè!<br> +Se m'avesse scoperto. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Partirò. Te n'accerto, non anderò da Silvia, dopo che m'hai detto. +</p> +<p> Io partirò portando con meco<br> + Un balsamo soave e sconosciuto<br> + Qualche cosa di tenero<br> + C'era nel tuo rifiuto!<br> +E avrò di te soltanto la memoria<br> +Che se non hai potuto ajutarmi.<br> +O Madonna, in qualche canto del tuo<br> +Core hai provato e dolore e rimpianto? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (vivamente offerendogli un anello) +</p> +<p> + No, certo, e quest'anello ti ricordi di me. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (con gesto di rifiuto) +</p> +<p> Perdona, troppo bello<br> + Troppo ricco è il giojello<br> + Grazie, Madonna<br> + Accettar non posso!<br> +Ma, dimmi, non sei tu vedova e povera? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA (da sè). </b> +</p> +<p> Ma abbia riconosciuto<br> + Ed una prova sia<br> + Questo refiuto<br> +Ma vuoi ch'io ti dia? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Un ricordo non voglio<br> + L'elemosina un nulla<br> + Ma che sia caro a te.<br> + Guarda. Il fiore<br> + Che fra tuoi splendidi<br> + Capelli muore. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p> Eccoti il fior<br> + Prima che sia spuntato il dì<br> +Morrà nella tua mano<br> + Il candido fiore, ma sua morte<br> + Il voglio ti rammenti la mia sorte<br> +Quando sarà appassito dimenticami.<br> + Addio! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> + O Madonna di grazia, una parola ancora<br> + Io tremo nel riprender l'infinito<br> + Mio viaggio, e mi pare che di qui non<br> + Ci sieno più sentieri che portino<br> + Alla gioja. Ho paura di scegliere.<br> + La mia buona ventura ti guidi.<br> + Scegli tu per me. Farò il cammino<br> + Che m'imporrà la tua piccola<br> + Mano. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SILVIA. </b> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Che ha già salito alcuni scalini della terrazza, indica a Zanetto la + parte opposta alla città). +</p> +<p> + E sia! Dunque di là!<br> + dove splende l'aurora! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ZANETTO. </b> +</p> +<p> Cuore! V'è il dolore<br> + Tra il profumo<br> + E lo splendore<br> +Par che il pianto si nasconda<br> +In quel fior, piccina bionda. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Fa qualche passo verso Silvia, ma essa lo ferma col gesto, egli, dopo + aver fatto un gesto disperato fugge bruscamente). +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENE III—SYLVIA alone. +</h2> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center">(She remains a moment on the terrace thinking, and looking toward + Zanetto while he is far away. Then she hides her face in her hands and + weeps). +</p> +<p> + Blessed art thou, O Love!<br>Now can I weep again!</p> + </td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA III—SILVIA (sola). +</h2> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (Rimane un istante sulla terrazza pensierosa e guardando Zanetto, che si + allontana. Poi ad un tratto, si nasconde il capo fra le mani,<br> + e piange). +</p> +<p> + Sia benedetto Amore,<br> + Posso piangere ancora!</p> + </td> + </tr> +</table> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<hr class="wide" noshade> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<a name="cav"></a> +<br> +<br> +<h1>CAVALLERIA RUSTICANA</h1> +<br> +<br> + +<p style="text-align: center"><a href="#CVcharacters">CHARACTERS</a></p> + +<p style="text-align: center"><a href="#CVplot">PLOT OF THE OPERA</a></p> + +<p style="text-align: center"><a href="#CVlibretto">LIBRETTO</a></p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<hr> +<a name="CVcharacters"></a> +<br> +<br> +<h2>CHARACTERS</h2> +<center> +<table class="contents"> + <tr> + <td>SANTUZZA, a village girl</td><td width=100> </td><td>Soprano</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td>LOLA, wife of Alfio</td><td width=100> </td><td>Mezzo-Soprano</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td>TURIDDU, a young soldier</td><td width=100> </td><td>Tenor</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td>ALFIO, a teamster</td><td width=100> </td><td>Baritone</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td>LUCIA, mother of Turiddu</td><td width=100> </td><td>Contralto</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td>Chorus of peasants and villagers<br> + Chorus behind the scenes</td><td width=100> </td><td> </td> + </tr> +</table> +</center> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<a name="CVplot"></a> +<br> +<br> +<h2>PLOT OF THE OPERA</h2> + +<br> +<p style="text-indent: 1em"> + TURIDDU, a young villager, son of LUCIA, was LOLA's lover, when, + according to the military laws of Sicily, he was conscripted as a + soldier. He left LOLA, vowing eternal affection; but LOLA, growing weary + of waiting, in his absence, accepts the addresses of ALFIO, the happy + teamster of the village. At the end of his term of military service, + TURIDDU returns home, improved in appearance, style and manners by his + military training. Finding LOLA married, he wins the affections of + SANTUZZA, whom he at length betrays. Meantime the mutual passion between + him and LOLA revives, and is indulged in the absence of ALFIO on his + frequent trips to the neighboring villages in pursuit of his calling. + ALFIO's discovery on Easter morning of his wife's unfaithfulness + precipitates the catastrophe. Rejected and cast out by her betrayer, + SANTUZZA in a moment of extreme jealousy, exposes the infamy of LOLA and + TURIDDU. ALFIO challenges TURIDDU, according to the rustic Sicilian + code, in which each party bites the other's right ear. It is understood + between the combatants that the severity of the bite in the challenge + indicates the degree of animosity to be expected in contest. TURIDDU + regrets his evil course; but nevertheless resolves to fight; and is + killed. +</p><br><hr> + +<a name="CVlibretto"> </a> +<br> +<br> +<h1>CAVALLERIA RUSTICANA</h1> +<br> +<table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: collapse" width="100%" summary="Cavalleria Rusticana"> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <i>The scene represents a square in a village in Sicily. At the back, on + the right, a church with a moveable door. On the left, an inn and the + house of Mother Lucia. It is Easter.</i> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <i>The curtain is down.</i> +</p> + <p><br> + </p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU.</b> +</p> +<p> O Lola! like the snow, pure in thy whiteness!<br> + Redder than cherries glow thy lips in brightness!<br> + Happy the lover brave, when by thy kisses<br> + Thou shalt his soul enslave in fondest blisses!<br> + Though at thy door dark blood be warningly lying,<br> + Ne'er shall it hinder me, when to thee flying.<br> + Death straight to heaven in its arms may enfold me;<br> + Ne'er shall I enter there happy, till I behold thee! +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <i>La scena rappresenta una piazza in un paese della Sicilia.—Nel fondo, + a destra, Chiesa con porta praticabile.—A sinistra l'osteria e la casa + di Mamma Lucia.—È il giorno di Pasqua.</i> +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <i>(A sipario calato.)</i> +</p> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + O Lola c'hai di latti la cammisa<br> + si bianca e russa comu la cirasa,<br> + quannu t'affacci fai la vucca a risa,<br> + biatu pì lu primu cu ti vasa!<br> + Ntra la puorta tua lu sangu è spasu,<br> + ma nun me mpuorta si ce muoru accisu ...<br> + e si ce muoru e vaju 'n paradisu<br> + si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu. +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + <h2>SCENE FIRST. </h2> + <h3> + <b>Chorus. </b> + </h3> + +<br> + + + +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>WOMEN (<i>within.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> Oranges blossoming, myrtle and jessamine<br> + Mingle their fragrance with incense of flowers.<br> + Morning now murmuring, hearts that were slumbering<br> + Wake with the dawning with songs, as do ours. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>MEN (<i>within.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> To the harvest field, 'mid ears bright and golden,<br> + The quick-flying spindles send out their humming;<br> + We weary, while from our labors are holden,<br> + To Thee, Light of Heaven, are humbly coming!<br> + O glorious Son of Salvation, heaven adorning!<br> + As the eagles home flying, hail we this morning! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>The chorus comes on the stage.</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>WOMEN. </b> +</p> +<p>Vain are all earthly employments!<br> +To heaven and its enjoyments!<br> + The Virgin and our dear Lord! +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + <h2>SCENA PRIMA. </h2> +<h3> + <b>Coro. </b> +</h3><br> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>DONNE (<i>di dentro</i>.) </b> +</p> +<p> + Gli aranci olezzano sui verdi margini,<br> + cantan le allodole tra i mirti in fior;<br> + tempo è si mormori da ognuno il tenero<br> + canto che i palpiti raddoppia al cor. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>UOMINI (<i>di dentro</i>.) </b> +</p> +<p> + In mezzo al campo tra le spiche d'oro<br> + giunge il rumore delle vostre spole;<br> + noi stanchi riposando dal lavoro<br> + a voi pensiamo, o belle occhi-di-sole.<br> + O belle occhi-di-sole, a voi corriamo,<br> + come vola l'augello al suo richiamo. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Il coro entra in iscena</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>DONNE. </b> +</p> +<p> + Cessin le rustiche opre:<br> + la Virgine + serena<br> + allietasi del Salvator! + (<i>Il coro traversa la scena ed esce</i>) </p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENE SECOND. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Santuzza</b> <i>and</i> <b>Lucia.</b> +</h3><br> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>entering.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Tell me, mother Lucia— +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA (<i>surprised.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> Is it you? What would you? +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> +<p> Turiddu is here? +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + </p> +<p> And why do you come here<br> +To seek my son? +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA.</b> </p> +<p> Only that I may ask you—<br> +Humbly I beg your pardon—where I may find him. +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA.</b> </p> + +<p> + I know not, I know not; bring me no trouble. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + +</p> +<p> Mother Lucia! I supplicate you, weeping;<br> + Kindly, as the Saviour to a Magdalen,<br> + Tell me, for mercy's sake, where is Turiddu? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + +</p> +<p> + He is gone for the wine to Francofonte. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + +</p> +<p> + No! He was seen last night in the village. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + +</p> +<p> + What say you! Is he then again at home? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Going toward the door of her house.</i>) +</p> +<p> + Enter! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> Into your house I cannot enter! +I am condemned! +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + </p> + +<p> And what of him<br> +Have you now to tell me? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> Alas! this thorn in my bosom! +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + <h2>SCENA II.</h2> + <h3><b>Santuzza <i>e</i> Lucia.</b></h3> +<br> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA <i>(entrando.)</i> </b> +</p> +<p> + Dite, mamma Lucia.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA <i>(sorpresa.)</i> </b> +</p> +<p> + Sei tu?... che vuoi? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Turiddu ov'è? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> Fin qui vieni a cercare<br> +il figlio mio? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> Voglio saper soltanto,<br> + +perdonatemi voi, dove trovarlo. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Non lo so, non lo so, non voglio brighe! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Mamma Lucia, vi supplico piangendo,<br> + fate come il Signore a Maddelena,<br> + ditemi per pietà, dov'è Turiddu.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + È andato per il vino a Francofonte. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + No!... l'han visto in paese ad alta notte.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Che dici?... se non è tornato a casa! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <i>(avviandosi all'uscio di casa)</i> +</p> +<p> + Entra.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA <i>(disperata.)</i> </b> +</p> +<p> Non posso entrare in casa vostra....<br> +Sono scomunicata! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> E che ne sai<br> +del mio figliuolo? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Quale spina ho in core! +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + +<h2> + SCENE THIRD. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Alfio, Lucia, Santuzza</b> <i>and</i> <b>Chorus.</b> +</h3> + <p><br> + + + </p> + + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + +</p> +<p>With my horses bounding,<br> +Wagon wheels resounding.<br> + Cracking my whiplash—Ehi la!<br> +Cold winds blowing steadily,<br> +Rain and snow falling readily!<br> + I care for nothing! Ehi la! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CHORUS. </b> + +</p> +<p> Happy is his calling,<br> + Richest treasures hauling,<br> + As he goes here and there. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p>Me, Lola is awaiting,<br> +All other lovers hating,<br> + To her I am most dear!<br> +Let the wind blow fearfully,<br> +Lola watches tearfully,<br> + 'Tis Easter, and I'm here! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CHORUS. </b> + +</p> +<p> Happy is his calling,<br> + Richest treasures hauling,<br> + As he goes here and there. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + </p> + +<p> You are blest, Master Alfio,<br> +That you are always so full of joy. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> Mother Lucia,<br> +Have you not more of that lovely old wine? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Perhaps; Turiddu has gone away to buy some. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> + He's always here! I saw him but this morning;<br> + And very near my dwelling! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA (<i>surprised.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> What! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>quickly.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> Be silent! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Those in the church are heard singing Alleluia.</i>) +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO.</b> + </p> + +<p> + I will not enter. Go ye both into church. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>He goes out.</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CHORUS (<i>within the church.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Regina coeli, laetare—Alleluia!<br> + Quia, quem meruisti portare—Alleluia!<br> + Resurrexit sicut dixit—Alleluia! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CHORUS (<i>in the square.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p>We rejoice that our Saviour is living!<br> + He all-glorious arose from the dead;<br> +Joys of heaven the Lord to us giving,<br> + All the sorrows of darkness are fled! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>The chorus goes out slowly.</i>) +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA III. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Alfio, Coro</b> <i>e</i> DETTE. +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO.</b> +</p> +<p> + Il cavallo scalpita,<br> + i sonagli squillano,<br> + schiocca la frusta.—Ehi là!—<br> + Soffii il vento gelido,<br> + cada l'acqua e nevichi,<br> + a me che cosa fa? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CORO. </b> +</p> +<p> + O che bel mestiere<br> + fare il carrettiere<br> + andar di qua e di là! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + M'aspetta a casa Lola<br> + che m'ama e mi consola,<br> + ch'è tutta fedeltà.<br> + Il cavallo scalpiti,<br> + i sonagli squillino,<br> + è Pasqua, ed io son qua! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CORO. </b> +</p> +<p> + O che bel mestiere<br> + fare il carrettiere<br> + andar di qua e di là! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Beato voi, compar Alfio, che siete<br> + sempre allegro così! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO.</b> +</p> +<p> Mamma Lucia,<br> +n'avete ancora di quel vecchio vino? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Non so; Turiddu è andato a provvederne. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Se è sempre qui!—L'ho visto stamattina<br> + vicino a casa mia. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA (<i>sorpresa</i>.) </b> +</p> +<p> + Come? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>rapidamente</i>.) </b> +</p> +<p> + Tacete. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>dalla Chiesa odesi intonare l'alleluja</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Io me ne vado, ite voi altri in chiesa.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>esce</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CORO INTERNO (<i>dalla Chiesa.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Regina coeli, laetare—Alleluja!<br> + Quia, quem meruisti portare—Alleluja!<br> + Resurrexit sicut dixit—Alleluja! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CORO ESTERNO (<i>sulla piazza.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Inneggiamo, il Signor non è morto.<br> + Ei fulgente ha dischiuso l'avel,<br> + inneggiamo al Signore risorto<br> + oggi asceso alla gloria del Ciel! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>il Coro esce lentamente</i>) +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + + + <h2>SCENE FOURTH. </h2> + +<h3> + Lucia <i>and</i> Santuzza. +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + +</p> +<p> + And why did you thus make the sign of silence? +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> +<p> + You well know, dearest mother, when he went as a soldier,<br> + Turiddu had sworn to Lola eternal faith and love.<br> + Returned, he found her married; and with new affection<br> + Would he put out the fire burning still in his bosom.<br> + I love him, he loves me. + That evil one, for all my rightful pleasure,<br> + Of her own husband forgetful, burns now with jealousy.<br> + Me she has outraged! + Despoiled of my honor I live on—<br> + Lola and Turiddu loving!—and I weeping! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + </p> +<p> + Wretched am I that such things should be told me<br> + On this most holy morning. +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> I am condemned!<br> +Go you, O mother, and implore our dear Saviour;<br> +And to him pray for me. +Here, to Turiddu<br> +Will I again make humble supplication. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA (<i>going toward the church.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + And be thou our helper! Holy Maria! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>She goes out.</i>) +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA IV. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Lucia <i>e</i> Santuzza.</b> +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Perchè m'hai fatto segno di tacere? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Voi lo sapete, o mamma, prima d'andar soldato<br> + Turiddu aveva a Lola eterna fè giurato.<br> + Tornò, la seppe sposa; e con un nuovo amore<br> + volle spegner la fiamma che gli bruciava il core:<br> + m'amò, l'amai. Quell'invida d'ogni delizia mia,<br> + del suo sposo dimentica, arse di gelosia....<br> + Me l'ha rapito. Priva dell'onor mio rimango:<br> + Lola e Turiddu s'amano, io piango, io piango, io piango! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Miseri noi, che cosa vieni a dirmi<br> + in questo santo giorno? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> Io son dannata....<br> +Andate, o mamma, ad implorare Iddio,<br> +e pregate per me.—Verrà Turiddu,<br> +vo' supplicarlo un'altra volta ancora! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA (<i>avviandosi alla chiesa.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Ajutatela voi, Santa Maria!</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> +(<i>esce</i>)</p> +</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENE FIFTH. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Santuzza</b> <i>and</i> <b>Turiddu.</b> +</h3> + <br> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU.</b> </p> +<p> + You here, Santuzza? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> +<p> You I was awaiting. +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + And Easter and church you are neglecting? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> I can not go.<br> +I must speak with you! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> I seek my mother. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + I must speak with you! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> Not here! not here! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Where have you been? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> Why do you ask me?<br> +At Francofonte. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> No! 'Tis not true! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Santuzza, trust in me! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> No! You are lying;<br> +I saw you turning here into this street.<br> +And this morning at dawn they discovered you<br> +Coming from Lola. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> Ah! you were spying! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + No! I swear to you. To us it has been told<br> + By Master Alfio. +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> Thus you return the love I gave you?<br> +You wish him to kill me? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> Ah! such a fate do not mention. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> +<p> + Then you must leave me! In vain do you endeavor<br> + My righteous anger thus to subdue! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Ah, yes! you love her! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> No! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> And beautiful<br> +Is Lola. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Silence! I love her not. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> You love her!<br> +Oh! curses on her! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> Santuzza! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> That most<br> +Vile and wretched woman has torn thee from me! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Beware, Santuzza! I am no slave<br> + to thy vain jealousy! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Beat me! insult me! I love and pardon;<br> + But all too heavy is my deep anguish! +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + <h2>SCENA V. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Santuzza <i>e</i> Turiddu.</b></h3> + <br> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Tu qui, Santuzza? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Qui t'aspettavo. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + È Pasqua, in chiesa non vai? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> Non vo.<br> +Debbo parlarti.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Mamma cercavo. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Debbo parlarti.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Qui no! Qui no! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Dove sei stato? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> Che vuoi tu dire?...<br> +A Francofonte! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + No, non è ver! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Santuzza, credimi.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> No, non mentire;<br> +ti vidi volgere giù dal sentier.<br> +E stamattina, all'alba, t'hanno scôrto<br> +presso l'uscio di Lola. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Ah! m'hai spiato! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + No, te lo giuro. A noi l'ha raccontato<br> + Compar Alfio, il marito, poco fa. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Così ricambi l'amor che ti porto?<br> + Vuoi che m'uccida? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Oh! questo non lo dire.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Lasciami dunque, invan tenti sopire<br> + il giusto sdegno colla tua pietà. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Tu l'ami dunque? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + No.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> Assai più bella<br> +è Lola. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Taci, non l'amo. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> L'ami....<br> +Oh! maledetta! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Santuzza! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> Quella<br> +cattiva femmina ti tolse a me! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Bada, Santuzza, schiavo non sono<br> + di questa vana tua gelosia! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Battimi, insultami, t'amo e perdono,<br> + ma è troppo forte l'angoscia mia. +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + +<h2> + SCENE SIXTH. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Lola <i>and</i> THE OTHERS.</b> +</h3> +<br> + +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>behind the scene.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p>Dearest yellow flower!<br> + Thousands may grow<br> +In heaven's lovely bower;<br> + But, one like mine to show,<br> + It has no power. (<i>entering.</i>)<br> + Oh! Turiddu! Have you seen Alfio? (<i>sarcastically.</i>) +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> I came<br> +But this moment. I have not. (<i>embarrassed.</i>) +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> + </p> + +<p> He is delayed,<br> +No doubt, at the blacksmith's; but I must not tarry.<br> +And you, I see, in the street do your praying! +(<i>ironically.</i>) +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Santuzza was just saying— +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>sadly.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> I was saying<br> +That 'tis Easter, and the Saviour to-day sees all things! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>sarcastically.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Go you not to the altar? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>sadly.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> I? No! I dare not go.<br> +Who knows not that I am a sinner! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + I may thank my dear Saviour, I am His handmaid. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>ironically.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Indeed!—well done!—my Lola! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>to Lola.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> We'll leave her.<br> +Here is no place for us. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>ironically.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> Oh! you may stay here! +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> Yes, stay here!<br> +Stay here! I have something to tell you! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>still ironically.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + And with help of the Saviour, I will now go in. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>She goes into church.</i>) +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA VI. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Lola <i>e</i> DETTI.</b> +</h3><br> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>dentro alla scena.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Fior di giaggiolo,<br> + gli angeli belli stanno<br> + a mille in cielo,<br> + ma bello come lui<br> + ce n'è uno solo. (<i>entrando</i>)<br> + Oh! Turiddu.... È passato Alfio? (<i>sarcastica</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> Son giunto<br> +ora in piazza. Non so.... (<i>impacciato</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> +</p> +<p> Forse è rimasto<br> +del maniscalco, ma non può tardare. + (<i>ironica</i>)<br> + E ... voi ... sentite le funzioni in piazza.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Santuzza mi narrava.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>tetra.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> Gli dicevo<br> +che oggi è Pasqua e il Signor vede ogni cosa! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>c.s.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Non venite alla messa? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>tetra.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> Io no, ci deve<br> +andar chi sa di non aver peccato. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Io ringrazio il Signore e bacio in terra! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>ironica.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Oh! fate bene, Lola! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> Andiamo! andiamo!<br> +Qui non abbiam che fare. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>ironica.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Oh! rimanete! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>a Turiddu.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Si, resta,<br> + resta, ho da parlarti ancora! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> +</p> +<p> + E v'assista il Signore; io me ne vado. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>entra in chiesa</i>) +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENE SEVENTH. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Santuzza <i>and</i> Turiddu.</b> +</h3> + <p><br> + + </p> + +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>irate.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Ah! you see now, what you have spoken! +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + What you wished, and it was well! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>advancing.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + By heaven! +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> Stab in my bosom! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>drawing back.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + No! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>beseechingly.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> Turiddu! O hear me! +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> Go! +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p>No, no, Turiddu! Come, love me once more!<br> + Do not abandon me! Ah! do not fly! +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p>Why do you follow me? Why to the door<br> +E'en of the church you are seeking to spy? +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> +<p> + I, thy Santuzza, weeping, implore<br> + Take my poor heart to thine own once more. +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Vain is your weeping; in vain you repent<br> + After your outrage; ne'er will I relent. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>threatening.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Beware! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>with force.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> Your anger will not bring me! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>He throws her on the ground and rushes into the church.</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>in greatest fury.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + On thee come Evil Easter, thou false swearer!</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA VII.</h2> + +<h3> + <b>Santuzza <i>e</i> Turiddu.</b> +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>irato.</i>)</b> +</p> +<p> + Ah! lo vedi, chè hai tu detto...? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + SANTUZZA. +</p> +<p> + L'hai voluto, e ben ti sta. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>le s'avventa.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Ah! perdio! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Squarciami il petto.... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>s'avvia.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + No! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>trattenendolo.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Turiddu, ascolta! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Va! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + No, no, Turiddu—rimani ancora,<br> + abbandonarmi—dunque tu vuoi? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Perchè seguirmi—perchè spiarmi,<br> + sul limitare—fin della chiesa? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + La tua Santuzza—piange e t'implora;<br> + come cacciarla—così tu puoi? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Va, ti ripeto—va non tediarmi,<br> + pentirsi è vano—dopo l'offesa! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>minacciosa.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Bada!... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Dell'ira tua non mi curo! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>la getta a terra e fugge in chiesa</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>nel colmo dell'ira.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + A te la mala Pasqua, spergiuro!</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + +<h2> + SCENE EIGHTH. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Santuzza <i>and</i> Alfio.</b> +</h3> + <p><br> + + + </p> + + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA.</b> </p> + +<p> + Oh! the dear Saviour has sent you, Master Alfio! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> + At what point is the service? +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> It is now late;<br> +But for you—Lola has just gone with Turiddu! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> + What have you spoken? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> That while you were braving<br> +The wind and weather, to earn your honest living,<br> +Lola has turned your home into a brothel! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Ah! in the name of heaven, Santa! What say you! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + The truth—Turiddu betrayed me, despoiled me of honor;<br> + And your bad wife has taken him from me. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO (<i>threatening</i>.) </b> +</p> +<p> + If you are lying, I will tear out your heart. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + My lips were never used to lying. No, no, no, they are not liars!<br> + By all my infamy! By my deepest sorrow!—<br> + The saddest verity is before you! Ah, me! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO (<i>after a pause</i>.) </b> +</p> +<p> + Dear Mistress Santa, then I to you am grateful. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + 'Twas wicked in me to have spoken thus! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p>No! you are innocent, and I forgiving;<br> + To utter hate my love has found a way;<br> +But they are infamous, unfit for living!<br> + And blood I'll have before the close of day! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>They go out.</i>) +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA VIII. +</h2> +<h3> + <b>Santuzza <i>e</i> Alfio.</b> +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Oh! il Signore vi manda, compar Alfio! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + A che punto è la messa? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p>È tardi omai,<br> +Ma per voi, Lola è andata con Turiddu! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Che avete detto? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> Che mentre correte<br> +all'acqua e al vento a guadagnarvi il pane,<br> +Lola v'adorna il tetto in malo modo! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Ah! nel nome di Dio, Santa, che dite? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Il ver. Turiddu mi tolso l'onore,<br> + e vostra moglie lui rapiva a me! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Se voi mentite, vo' schiantarvi il core! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Uso a mentire il labbro mio non è!<br> + Per la vergogna mia, pel mio dolore<br> + la trista verità vi dissi, ahimè! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Comare Santa, allor grato vi sono. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Infame io son che vi parlai così! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + No, giusta siete stata, io vi condono;<br> + in odio tutto l'amor mio finì....<br> + Infami loro; ad essi non perdono;<br> + vendetta avrò pria che tramonti il dì.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>escono</i>) +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + +<h2> + SCENE NINTH. +</h2> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <i>All come out of church,</i> <b>Lucia</b> <i>crosses the scene and enters her + house.</i> </p> + +<h3> + Lola, Turiddu <i>and</i> Chorus. +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CHORUS OF MEN. </b> + </p> + +<p>Now homeward, companions, where we expect to see<br> + Our wives and sweethearts, we'll go!<br> +Let wildest revel lead us up to ecstasy!<br> + Quickly let the wine flow! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>The chorus starts to go away.</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>to Lola, who is going.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Well, Mistress Lola, are you going away<br> + Without even saying "good-bye?" +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> + </p> + +<p> I'm going home;<br> +I have not yet seen my husband! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + O never mind him! He will come here; +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>To the chorus.</i>) +</p> +<p> + And, meanwhile, friends, approach!<br> + A drink before I leave you! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>They all come to the table and take drinking cups.</i>) +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p>See the wine, as foaming whitely<br> +In the glass it sparkles lightly,<br> +Like a lover smiling brightly,<br> + Gently whisp'ring words that bless!<br> +See the honest cup so cheery!<br> +It refreshes us when weary!<br> +Drives away all humors dreary!<br> + Gives ecstatic happiness! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CHORUS. </b> + </p> + +<p> + See the wine, as foaming whitely. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>They repeat the verse</i>.) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>to Lola.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + To your true lovers! (<i>drinks</i>.) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>to Turiddu.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> To your most happy fortune! (<i>drinks.</i>) +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + We'll drink! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CHORUS. </b> + </p> + +<p> Let us keep up the contest!</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA IX. +</h2> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <i>Tutti escono di chiesa, Lucia traversa la scena ed entra in<br> + casa.</i></p> +<h3> + Lola, Turiddu <i>e</i> Coro. +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>UOMINI. </b> +</p> +<p> + A casa, a casa, amici, ove ci aspettano<br> + le nostre donne, andiam,<br> + Or che letizia rasserena gli animi<br> + senza indugio corriam.— +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>il Coro si avvia</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>a Lola che s'avvia.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Comare Lola, ve ne andate via<br> + senza nemmeno salutare? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> +</p> +<p> Vado<br> +a casa e non ho visto compar Alfio! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Non ci pensate, verrà in piazza.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>al Coro</i>)</p> +<p> + Intanto + amici, qua,<br> + beviamone un bicchiere. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>tutti si avvicinano alla tavola dell'osteria e prendono i bicchieri</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Viva il vino spumeggiante<br> + nel bicchiere scintillante<br> + come il riso dell'amante<br> + mite infonde il giubilo!<br> + Viva il vino ch' è sincero<br> + che ci allieta ogni pensiero,<br> + e che annega l'umor nero<br> + nell'ebbrezza tenera. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CORO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Viva il vino spumeggiante, ecc., ecc. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>si ripete il brindisi</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>a Lola.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Ai vostri amori! (<i>beve</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA (<i>a Turiddu.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Alla fortuna vostra! (<i>beve</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Beviam! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CORO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Beviam! Rinnovisi la giostra!</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + +<h2> + SCENE TENTH. +</h2> +<h3> + Alfio <i>and</i> THE OTHERS. +</h3> + <p><br> + + </p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> + To all I give my greeting! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CHORUS. </b> + </p> + +<p> Master Alfio, we hail you! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + You are welcome! and with us must be drinking! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>he fills a glass.</i>) +</p> +<p> + Look now, the cup I fill you! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO (<i>pushing away his arm and the glass.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Thanks, sir! Your cup of wine is not accepted!<br> + In me it would be poison, my heart's blood chilling! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>throwing away the wine backward.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Then, at your pleasure! +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> + </p> + +<p> Ah me! what will this bring! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SOME WOMEN (<i>to Lola.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Dear Mistress Lola! let's go away from here! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>All the women go out, taking Lola.</i>) +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Have you, sir, something to tell me? +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> I? Nothing. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> Well then, sir,<br> +I am quite at your service. +</p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> This moment? +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> This moment! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Alfio and Turiddu embrace. Turiddu bites<br> + Alfio's right ear.</i>)<a href="#note">[1]</a> +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Master Turiddu, you have bitten quite firmly,<br> + And we will both endeavor to do likewise. +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Master Alfio, I know that the fault is my own;<br> + To you I swear, in the name of heaven,<br> + That like a dog I should be slaughtered.<br> + But ... if I live not ... she will be abandoned,...<br> + My own poor Santa! Would I had been faithful! + (<i>with fury</i>)<br> + But I know how to put my knife in your heart! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO (<i>coldly.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Well then, sir, do as it may suit your pleasure.<br> + I will await you without, beyond the orchard. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>He goes out.</i>) +</p> + </td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA X. +</h2> +<h3> + Alfio <i>e</i> DETTI. +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO.</b> +</p> +<p> + A voi tutti salute! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>CORO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Compar Alfio, salute! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Benvenuto! con noi dovete bere: +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>empie un bicchiere</i>) +</p> +<p> + ecco, pieno è il bicchiere. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO (<i>respingendolo.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Grazie, ma il vostro vino io non l'accetto,<br> + diverrebbe veleno entro il mio petto! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>getta il vino.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + A piacer vostro! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LOLA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Ahimè! che mai sarà? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALCUNE DONNE (<i>a Lola.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Comare Lola, andiamo via di qua. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>tutte le donne escono conducendo Lola</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Avete altro da dirmi? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Io nulla! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> Allora<br> +sono agli ordini vostri. +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Or ora! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Or ora! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Alfio e Turiddu si abbracciano.—Turiddu morde l'orecchio destro di + Alfio.</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO. </b> +</p> +<p> + Compar Turiddu, avete morso a buono.... + (<i>con intenzione</i>)<br> + c'intenderemo bene, a quel che pare! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Compar Alfio, lo so che il torto è mio;<br> + e ve lo giuro nel nome di Dio<br> + che al par d'un cane mi farei sgozzar;<br> + ma ... s'io non vivo, resta abbandonata ...<br> + povera Santa!... lei che mi s' è data ...<br> + vi saprò in core il ferro mio piantar! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>ALFIO (<i>freddamente.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Compare, fate come più vi piace;<br> + io v'aspetto qui fuori, dietro l'orto.</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>esce</i>) +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> + +<h2> + SCENE ELEVENTH. +</h2> +<h3> + Lucia <i>and</i> THE OTHERS, <i>except</i> Alfio. +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU.</b> </p> + +<p> + Mother,... that old wine ... is very heady,... and surely<br> + This day ... many a glass ... have I been drinking.<br> + I'll go out for a moment;<br> + But, ere I leave you,... give me your blessing,<br> + As on that morning ... I, a soldier, left you....<br> + And also,... mother,... remember;...<br> + Should I ... return not,... you will be<br> + A mother to Santa,... whom I have vainly promised<br> + To conduct to the altar! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + Why speak you thus to me, my loving son? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU (<i>with indifference.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + O nothing! The wine has it to me suggested!<br> + Surely the wine it must be. + Pray you to heaven<br> + For me. A kiss, my dearest mother! Another! + Farewell! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>He embraces her and goes out quickly.</i>) +</p></td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA XI. +</h2> +<h3> + Lucia <i>e</i> DETTI, <i>meno</i> Alfio. +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU.</b> +</p> +<p> + Mamma, quel vino è generoso, e certo<br> + oggi troppi bicchier ne ho tracannato ...<br> + vado fuori all'aperto....<br> + Ma prima voglio che mi benedite<br> + come quel giorno che partii soldato ...<br> + e poi ... mamma ... sentite ...<br> + s'io ... non tornassi ... voi dovrete fare<br> + da madre a Santa, ch'io le avea giurato<br> + di condurla all'altare.— +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA. </b> +</p> +<p> + Perchè parli così, figliuolo mio? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>TURIDDU. </b> +</p> +<p> + Oh! nulla!... È il vino che mi ha suggerito!<br> + Per me pregate Iddio!—<br> + Un bacio, mamma ... un altro bacio ... addio! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>l'abbraccia ed esce precipitosamente</i>) +</p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENE TWELFTH. +</h2> +<h3> + Lucia, Santuzza <i>and</i> THE OTHERS. +</h3> + <p><br> + + </p> + +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA (<i>desperate, rushing toward the back of the stage.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Turiddu! what said you? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Going further back and calling in desperation.</i>) +</p> +<p> + Turiddu! Turiddu! Ah!— +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Enter Santuzza.</i>) +</p> +<p> Santuzza! +</p> + + <p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA. </b> + </p> + +<p> + O dearest mother! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>A confused murmur is heard in the distance.</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>A woman screams.</i>) +</p> +<p> + They have murdered Master Turiddu! +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Some of the women enter, and one of them repeats the cry desperately. + All come on the stage.</i> SANTUZZA <i>falls senseless.</i> LUCIA <i>swoons, and + is surrounded by all the women.</i>) +</p> + <p><br> + + </p> + +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b> + <i>The curtain falls quickly.</i> </b> +</p> + + + </td> + <td width="50%" valign="top"> +<h2> + SCENA XII. +</h2> +<h3> + Lucia, Santuzza <i>e</i> DETTI. +</h3> + <p><br> + </p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>LUCIA (<i>disperata correndo in fondo.</i>)</b> +</p> +<p> + Oh Turiddu?! che vuoi dire? +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <i>(Va in fondo alla scena e disperatamente chiama)</i></p> + <p>Turiddu! Turiddu! ah!</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>entra Santuzza.</i>) +</p> +<p> Santuzza!... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>SANTUZZA (<i>getta le braccia al collo di Lucia.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Oh! madre mia!... +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>si sente un mormorio lontano</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + <b>DONNE (<i>correndo.</i>) </b> +</p> +<p> + Hanno ammazzato compare Turiddu!... + (<i>tutti gettano un grido</i>) +</p> +<p style="text-align: center"> + (<i>Alcune donne entrano, ed una di esse grida disperatamente. 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