Ludovic Halévy & Hector Crémieux

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Ludovic Halévy & Hector Crémieux Orphée aux Enfers

Or. Jupiter, my lord, rid me from my tender Eurydicea, and I will sing for thee forever on my lyre. Madam, I am a slave to public opinion, but I have sworn to kill all your admirers.
Eu. All right then. Let us separate.
Or. Madam, I am a slave to public opinion, but I have sworn to kill all your admirers—
Eu. With your bow?
Or. No, madam. I deem it unnecessary to let you know the way I intend to catch the marauder. Suffice it for you to know this: I advise him not to gambol in yonder meadows.
Eu. Who will hinder him?
Or. Who? Some nic-nacks I have strewn in the corn-fields.
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Ludovic Halévy & Hector Crémieux Orphée aux Enfers

You think that you are an eagle, because you have invented hexameters; but in my eyes it is your greatest crime. Do you believe that I will pass my young days listening to your classical dreams, and fiddling away on that tin pan of yours?
Or. My violin. Do not touch that chord, Madame.
Eu. Your violin is a bore, like your verses. Go and charm with them third class shepherdesses, whom you love. I am the daughter of a nymph, and a demi-god. I need liberty and fancy—to-day I love that shepherd—he loves me. Nothing can sever Aristee and me.
DUET.
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