Giuseppe Giacosa

Giuseppe Giacosa

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Portrait of Giuseppe Giacosa Giuseppe Giacosa Libretto: La Bohème

I love Mimi, she is my only treasure!
I love her, but, oh! I fear it!
(Mimi surprised, comes closer and closer, under cover of the trees)
Mimi's so sickly, so ailing,
Every day she grows weaker,
The poor girl, as I think, is dying.
MAR. (fearing MIMI may overhear them, tries to keep RUDOLPH further off) Oh! Rudolph!
MIMI. What's he saying?
RUD. By fierce, incessant coughing
Her fragile frame is shaken,
While in her cheeks so pallid
The fires of fever waken.
MAR. (agitated, perceiving that Mimi is listening) Softly!
MIMI. (weeping) Woe is me! I'm dying!
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Portrait of Giuseppe Giacosa Giuseppe Giacosa Libretto: La Bohème

ALC. This odious singing upsets me entirely!
(ALCINDORO vainly endeavors to induce MUSETTA to resume her seat at the table where the supper is ready.)
MIMI. (to RUDOLPH)
Oh! now I see that this unhappy maiden
Adores your friend Marcel madly!
RUD. She once was Marcel's love;
She wantonly forsook her fate,
And rarer game she thought to capture!
MIMI. The love that's born of passion ends in grief;
That poor, unhappy girl!
She moves me to tears!
RUD. Who can revive a love that's dead?
MAR. Hold me back! hold me back!
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Portrait of Giuseppe Giacosa Giuseppe Giacosa Libretto: La Bohème

MAR. And light it.
(RUDOLPH strikes a flint on steel, lights a candle, and goes to the stove with MARCEL; together they set fire to a part of the MS. thrown into the fireplace; then both draw up their chairs and sit down, delightedly warming themselves.)
RUD. How joyous the rays!
MAR. How cheerful the blaze!
(The door at the back opens violently, and COLLINE enters frozen and nipped up, stamping his feet, and throwing angrily on the table a bundle of books tied up in a handkerchief.)
COL. Surely miracles apocalyptic are dawning!
For Christmas eve they honor by allowing no pawning!
Source: Gutenberg

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