Alfred Bunn

“ CHORUS OF GYPSIES as the dance of the gypsies continues
Life itself is, at the best, One scene in mask of folly drest, Life itself is, at the best, One scene in mask of folly drest; And there is no part of its wild career, But you will meet with here, And there is no part of its wild career, But you will meet with here, you'll find it here, you'll find it here, you'll find it here! At the end of the dance and chorus, Count Arnheim and some officers of state enter; his hair has become grey, his step is slow, and his appearance is that of sorrow. He is accosted by Florestein. ”

“ I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls, With vassals and serfs at my side,
And of all who assembled within those walls, that I was the hope and the pride.
I had riches too great to count—could boast of a high ancestral name—
But I also dreamt, which pleas'd me most,
That you loved me still the same, That you loved me still the same. ”

“ DEVILSHOOF aside, maliciously pointing at the Queen
A rival's hate you may better tell By her rage than by her tears, And it perchance may be as well To set them both, to set them both by the ears. to the Queen
As Queen of our tribe, 'tis yours by right, The hands of those you rule to unite. CHORUS OF GYPSIES to the Queen, who draws back and hestitates
In love and truth by thee Their hands united be. QUEEN haughtily advancing, and taking the hands of Arline and Thaddeus
Hand to hand, heart to heart, Who shall those I've united part? who shall those I have mated part? ”

“ CHORUS OF GYPSIES, with DEVILSHOOF
In the Gipsy's life you read The life that all would like to lead, In the Gipsy's life you read The life that all would like to lead, Sometimes underroof, and sometimes thrown Where the wild wolf makes his lair, where the wolf makes his lair, where the wolf makes his lair; For he who's no home to call his own, Will find, will find a home somewhere, For he who's no home to call his own, Will find a home somewhere, will find a hom, find a home somewhere, For he who's no home, no home to call his own, Will find a home somewhere, ah! ”

“ This distant sound of joyous instruments heard in the saloons, which the intelligence of the catastrophe is supposed to have reached, ceases, and crowds of nobles, ladies, CHORUS OF GUESTS, etc., pour in at each door.
Arline rushes into the arms of Thaddeus, and then passes over to the Count.
ARLINE
Oh, what full delight Thro' my bosom thrills, And a wilder glow In my heart instills! Oh, what full delight Thro' my bosom thrills, And a wilder glow my heart instills! Bliss unfelt, unfelt before, Hope without, without alloy, Speak with raptur'd, raptur'd tone Of my heart the joy! Ah! ”

“ Yet, hard as are such ills to bear, And deeply tho' they smart, Their pangs are light to those who are The orphans of the heart! 'Tis sad to leave our Fatherland, And friends we there lov'd well, To wander on a stranger strand, Where friends but seldom dwell; where friends, where friends, where friends but seldom dwell, but seldom dwell. Oh! if there were one gentle eye To weep when I might grieve, One bosom to receive the sigh Which sorrow oft will heave ”

“ When I think of the wandering life I led, my memory will revert to him who twice restored me to a father's arms, and at length to a father's home. Count Arnheim enters with Florestein. Arline runs into his arms.
COUNT
Every moment you leave me is a moment of unhappiness. I am jealous of whatever divides us, short as may be the interval. On a night of so much joy, when so many friends are to assemble and participate in your father's delight, let me intercede for one you have too much cause to be angry with. ”

“ I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls, With vassals and serfs at my side, ”

“ Thou, who in might supreme, Thou, who in might supreme O'er the fate of all reignest, o'er the fate of all reignest, Thou, who hope's palest beam In the mourner sustainest, Vouchsafe to lend an ear To the grief of the wailer, Cut short the dark career Of the ruthless assailer, of the ruthless assailer, Cut short the dark career, the dark career Of the ruthless assailer, Cut short the dark career Of the ruthless assailer. During the prayer, Devilshoof is seen climbing up the rocks with Arline in his arms. ”

“ Let not the heart for sorrows grieve, With which the bosom hath ceas'd to heave, If we reach the haven, the haven at last, if we reach the haven at last, the haven at last. During the trio, the wan figure of the Queen has been seen at the window in the back, and at the end of it, as Thaddeus is about to embrace Arline, the Queen, in a transport of rage, points him out to a gypsy by her side, who is in the act of firing at him, when Devilshoof, who has tracked their steps, averts the gypsy's aim, and by a rapid movement turns the musket toward the Queen. ”

“ When I once become a peer, They shall not treat me so, no, they shall not treat me so, no, they shall not treat me so! At the end of song, Thaddeus and peasantry rush in, the latter evincing the greatest alarm and terror.
THADDEUS
What means this alarm? PEASANT
The Count's child and her attendant have been attacked by an infuriated animal, and are probably killed ere this! THADDEUS
What do I hear? He perceives the rifle that Florestein has left on the stage, utters an exclamation, seizes it, runs up the rocks, aims, fires, and instantly rushes off. ”

“ The world will deem no gentler theme a soldier's heart, a soldier's heart can touch, a soldier's heart can touch. CHORUS OF HUNTERS
Away to the hill and glen, away to the hill and glen, Where the hunter's belted men With bugles shake the air! The Count, after bowing to his friends, sees Arline, and takes her in his arms. ”

“ Devilshoof, defending Thaddeus, retreats, pressed upon by the nobles, guests, etc., when the count orders a party of his retainers to divide them; they seize Devilshoof, and take him toward the castle.
DEVILSHOOF
Stand back; ye craven things! He who obstructs our path Upon his rashness brings The vengeance of of my wrath! CHORUS OF GUESTS
Down with the slave! down with the slave! Seize him and bind him, and there let him find Escape from those walls better men have confin'd, there let him find an escape from those walls better men have confin'd! ”

“ The heart bow'd down by weight of woe, To weakest hope will cling, To thought and impulse while they flow, That can no comfort bring, that can, that can no comfort bring, With those exciting scenes will blend, O'er pleasure's pathway thrown; But mem'ry is the only friend That grief can call its own, that grief can call its own, that grief can call its own. ”

“ Pity for one in childhood torn From kindred with whom she dwelt, Ripen'd in after-years to love, The fondest that heart hath felt, Has made me, thus far, faith renew With outlaws chance first link'd me to. ”

“ No gleam of hope, however faint, Will thro' my sorrow shine! That sorrow is so sharp, so great, Its pow'r so deep, so vast, That even the memory will it crush That even the memory will it crush That even the memory will it crush Of bliss forever past.
During this scene the stage has been growing somewhat lighter. A gypsy enters.
Gypsy: Morning is beginning to dawn, and crowds of people are already flocking toward the fair: the sports begin with daylight. QUEEN
Summon the rest of the tribe, and meet me forthwith in the public square. To Devilshoof Do you remain to bear my further orders. ”

“ The mind will, in its worst despair, Still ponder o'er the past, On moments of delight that were Too beautiful to last, that were too beautiful, too beautiful to last, To long departed years extend Its visions with them flown ”

“ Though ev'ry hope be fled, Which seem'd so bright, which seem'd so bright before, The vengeance I would scorn to dread, Which they on me can pour, which they on me can pour, can pour. / COUNT to Arline | To shame and feeling dead, to feeling dead, | Now hopeless to deplore, | The thunder bursting o'er my head | Had not surpris'd me more, | had not surpris'd me more. ”

“ Count and nobles dash into the castle. A general movement of all ... some are seen at the window of Arline's chamber signifying that she is gone.
CHORUS OF GUESTS
Be ev'ry hand prepar'd Thei liege lord's halls to guard, And with devotion's bond, All ties, all ties beyond FLORESTEIN kneeling, and appearing greatly alarmed
Ah! what with dancing, screaming, fighting, One really is a shocking plight in; It puzzles quite one's wit To find a place to pick a bit. The Count rushes from the castle, dragging Buda and followed by nobles. Buda, trembling, falls on her knees. ”

“ Arline looks at him with great contempt; the gypsies, perceiving her danger, range themselves around her. Thaddeus breaks from those who are holding him, and rushes up to her. Florestein has got behind the Captain of the Guard, who gives orders for his men to seize Arline, upon which the gypsies draw their daggers. A conflict ensues, in which the Guard maintains possession of Arline. A body of the popular reseize Thaddeus, and the gypsies are routed. ”

“ QUEEN and DEVILSHOOF together separately, aside
The wrongs we forgive not and cannot forget, will vengeance more sharply whet. the wrongs we forgive not and cannot forget, will vengeance more sharply whet. yes, will our vengeance more sharply whet, will vengeance sharply whet, yes, will our vengeance sharply whet, will vengeance sharply whet, will vengeance more sharply whet! ”

“ Foreign shops are seen in various parts, curious rope-dancers, showmen, waxwork, a quack doctor, exhibitions, etc., etc., are dispersed here and there. Flags hung out of the windows, and ringing of bells, enliven the scene. ”