Act the third

 

Scene the first

Scene, rocks and water.
Enter Arthur, Conon, Aurelius, etc.

 Q 

<- Arthur, Conon, Aurelius

 

CONON

Furl up our colours, and unbrace our drums;  

dislodge betimes, and quit this fatal coast,

ARTHUR

Have we forgot to conquer?

AURELIUS

Cast off hope:

th' imbattl'd legions of fire, air, and earth,

are banded for our foes.

For going to discover, with the dawn,

yon southern hill, which promis'd to the sight

a rise more easy to attack the fort,

scarce had we stept on the forbidden ground,

when the woods shook, the trees stood bristling up;

a living trembling nodded thro' the leaves.

ARTHUR

Poplars, and aspen-boughs, a panic fright!

CONON

We thought so too, and doubled still our pace,

but strait a rumbling sound, like bellowing winds,

rose and grew loud; confus'd with howls of wolves,

and grunts of bears, and dreadful hiss of snakes;

shrieks more than human; globes of hail pour'd down

an armed winter, and inverted day.

ARTHUR

Dreadful indeed!

AURELIUS

Count then our labours lost:

for other way lies none, to mount the cliff,

unless we borrow wings, and sail thro' air.

ARTHUR

Now I perceive a danger worthy me.

'Tis Osmond's work, a band of hell-hir'd slaves:

be mine the hazard, mine shall be the fame.

 
Arthur is going out, but is met by Merlin, who takes him by the hand and brings him back.
 
Enter Merlin.

<- Merlin

MERLIN

Hold, sir, and wait heav'n's time, th' attempt's too dangerous:  

there's not a tree in that enchanted grove,

but number'd out, and giv'n by tale to fiends:

and under every leaf a spirit couch'd.

But by what method to dissolve these charms,

is yet unknown to me.

ARTHUR

Hadst thou been here, (for what can thwart thy skill?)

nor Emmeline had been the boast of Oswald;

nor I, forewarn'd, been wanting to her guard.

CONON

Her darken'd eyes had seen the light of Heav'n;

that was thy promise too, and this the time.

MERLIN

Nor has my aid been absent, tho' unseen,

with friendly guides in your benighted maze:

nor Emmeline shall longer want the sun.

ARTHUR

Is there an end of woes?

MERLIN

There is, and sudden.

I have employ'd a subtle airy sprite

t' explore the passage, and prepare thy way.

Myself, mean time, will view the magic wood,

to learn whereon depends its force.

CONON

But Emmeline... ~

MERLIN

Fear not: this vial shall restore her sight.

ARTHUR

Oh might I hope (and what's impossible

to Merlin's art?) to be myself the bearer,

that with the light of Heav'n she may discern

her lover first.

MERLIN

'Tis wond'rous hazardous;

yet I foresee th' event, 'tis fortunate.

I'll bear ye safe, and bring ye back unharm'd:

then lose not precious time, but follow me.

 
(exeunt omnes, Merlin leading Arthur)

Arthur, Conon, Aurelius, Merlin ->

 
 

Scene the second

Scene, a deep wood.
Enter Philidel.

 Q 

<- Philidel

 

PHILIDEL

I left all safe behind;  

for in the hindmost quarter of the wood,

my former lord, grim Osmond, walks the round:

calls o'er the names, and schools the tardy sprites.

His absence gives me more security.

At every walk I pass'd, I drew a spell:

so that if any fiend, abhorring heav'n,

there sets his foot, it roots him to the ground.

Now cou'd I but discover Emmeline,

my task was fairly done.

(walkin about and prying betwixt the trees)

 
Grimbald rushes out: he seizes Philidel, and binds him in a chain.

<- Grimbald

 

GRIMBALD

O rebel, have I caught thee!  

PHILIDEL

Ah me! what hard mishap!

GRIMBALD

What just revenge!

Thou miscreant elf, thou renegado scout,

so clean, so furbish'd, so renew'd in white.

The livery of our foes; I see thee thro':

what mak'st thou here? Thou trim apostate, speak.

Thou shak'st for fear, I feel thy false heart pant.

PHILIDEL

Ah mighty Grimbald,

who would not fear, when seiz'd in thy strong gripe!

But hear me, oh renown'd, oh worthy fiend,

the favourite of our chief.

GRIMBALD

Away with fulsome flattery,

the fool of fools; thou know'st where last we met;

when, but for thee, the christians had been swallow'd

in quaking bogs, and living sent to hell.

PHILIDEL

Ay, then I was seduc'd by Merlin's art,

and half persuaded by his soothing tales,

to hope for heav'n; as if eternal doom

cou'd be revers'd, and undecreed for me;

but I am now set right.

GRIMBALD

Oh still thou think'st to fly a fool to mark.

PHILIDEL

I fled from Merlin, free as air that bore me,

t'unfold to Osmond all his deep designs.

GRIMBALD

I believe nothing: oh, thou fond impostor,

when wert thou last in hell? Is not thy name

forgot, and blotted from th' infernal roll?

But since thou say'st thy errand was to Osmond,

to Osmond shalt thou go: march, know thy driver.

PHILIDEL

(kneeling)

Oh spare me, Grimbald, and I'll be thy slave:

tempt hermits for thee in their holy cells,

and virgins in their dreams.

GRIMBALD

Canst thou, a devil, hope to cheat a devil?

A spy! why that's a name abhorr'd in hell.

Haste, forward, forward, or I'll goad thee on

with iron spurs.

PHILIDEL

But use me kindly then:

pull not so hard, to hurt my airy limbs;

I'll follow thee unforc'd: look, there's thy way.

GRIMBALD

Ay, there's thy way indeed; but for more surety

I'll keep an eye behind: Not one word more,

but follow decently.

Grimbald goes out, dragging Philidel.

Grimbald ->

 

PHILIDEL

(aside)

So catch him, spell.  

GRIMBALD

(within)

O help me, help me, Philidel.

PHILIDEL

Why, what's the matter?

GRIMBALD

Oh, I am ensnar'd;

heav'n's birdlime wraps me round, and glues my wings.

Loose me, and I will free thee:

do, and I'll be thy slave.

PHILIDEL

What, to a spy, a name abhorr'd in hell?

GRIMBALD

Do not insult. Oh! oh! I grow to ground;

the fiery net draws closer on my limbs. Oh! oh! oh!

PHILIDEL

Thou shalt not have the ease to curse in torments:

be dumb for one half hour: so long my charm

can keep thee silent, and there lie

till Osmond breaks thy chain.

(unbinds his own fetters)

 
Enter to him Merlin, with a vial in his hand; and Arthur.

<- Merlin, Arthur

 
 

MERLIN

Well hast thou wrought thy safety with thy wit,  

my Philidel; go meritorious on:

me other work requires, to view the wood,

and learn to make the dire inchantments void;

mean time attend king Arthur in my room;

shew him his love, and with these sovereign drops

restore her sight.

 
(exit Merlin, giving a vial to Philidel)

Merlin ->

 
[N. 22 - We must work, wee must haste]

 N 

 
Recitative.
 

PHILIDEL

We must work, we must haste;  

noontide hour is almost past:

sprites that glimmer in the sun,

into shades already run.

Osmond will be here, anon.

 
Song.

To virtue with rapture I bear,  

the balsam to heal, the cordial to cheer.

When vice is oppressing,

pursuing, distressing,

just heav'n with virtue takes part;

for sorrow, and sadness,

brings comfort and gladness,

to close ev'ry wound of the heart.

 
Enter Emmeline and Matilda at the far end of the wood.

<- Emmeline, Matilda

 

ARTHUR

O yonder, yonder she's already found:  

my soul directs my sight, and flies before it.

See where she sits beneath the poplar shade;

now, gentle spirit, use thy utmost art,

unseal her eyes, and this way lead her steps,

while I conceal myself, and feast my eyes

by viewing hers, new opening to the day.

 
Arthur withdraws behind the scene. Emmeline and Matilda come forward to the front. Philidel approaches Emmeline, sprinkling some of the water over her eyes, out of the vial.

Arthur ->

 
[N. 23 - Thus, thus I infuse]

 N 

Song.
 

PHILIDEL

Thus, thus I infuse  

these sovereign dews.

Fly back, ye films, that cloud her sight:

and you, ye crystal humours bright,

your noxious vapours purg'd away,

recover and admit the day.

New cast your eyes abroad, and see All but me.

 

EMMELINE

Ha! what was that? Who spoke?  

MATILDA

I heard the voice; 'tis one of Osmond's fiends.

EMMELINE

Some blessed angel sure; I feel my eyes

unseal'd, they walk abroad, and a new world

comes rushing on, and stands all gay before me.

MATILDA

Oh heav'ns! oh joy of joys! she has her sight.

EMMELINE

I am new-born; I shall run mad for pleasure.

(staring on Matilda)

Are women such as thou? Such glorious creatures?

ARTHUR

(aside)

Oh how I envy her, to be first seen!

EMMELINE

Stand farther; let me take my fill of sight.

(looking up)

What's that above that weakens my new eyes,

makes me not see, by seeing?

MATILDA

'Tis the sun.

EMMELINE

The sun! 'tis sure a god, if that be heav'n:

oh! if thou art a creature, best and fairest,

how well art thou, from mortals so remote,

to shine and not to burn, by near approach!

How hast thou lighten'd even my very soul,

and let in knowledge by another sense!

I gaze about, new-born to day and thee;

a stranger yet, an infant to the world!

Art thou not pleas'd, Matilda? Why, like me,

dost thou not look and wonder?

MATILDA

For these sights

are to my eyes familiar.

EMMELINE

That's my joy,

not to have seen before: for nature now

comes all at once, confounding my delight.

But ah! what thing am I? Fain would I know;

or am I blind, or do I see but half?

With all my care, and looking round about,

I cannot view my face.

MATILDA

None see themselves

but by reflection; in this glass you may.

(gives her a glass)

EMMELINE

(taking the glass, and looking)

What's this?

It holds a face within it: o sweet face!

It draws the mouth, and smiles, and looks upon me;

and talks, but yet I cannot hear it speak;

the pretty thing is dumb.

MATILDA

The pretty thing

you see within the glass, is you.

EMMELINE

What, am I two? Is this another me?

Indeed it wears my clothes, has hands like mine;

and mocks whate'er I do; but that I'm sure

it cannot be, I'd swear it were my child.

Matilda looks.

Look, my Matilda; we both are in the glass.

Oh, now I know it plain; they are our names,

that peep upon us there.

MATILDA

Our shadows, madam.

EMMELINE

Mine is the prettier shadow far, than thine.

I love it; let me kiss my t'other self.

(kissing the glass)

Alas, I've kiss'd it dead; the fine thing's gone;

indeed it kiss'd so cold as if 'twere dying.

 
Arthur comes forward softly; shewing himself behind her.

<- Arthur

 

EMMELINE

'Tis here again.  

Oh, no, this face is neither mine nor thine:

I think the glass hath borne another child.

(she turns and sees Arthur)

Ha! what art thou, with a new kind of face,

and other clothes, a noble creature too;

but taller, bigger, fiercer in thy look;

of a controuling eye, majestic make?

MATILDA

Do you not know him, madam?

EMMELINE

Is't a man?

ARTHUR

Yes, and the most unhappy of my kind,

if you have chang'd your love.

EMMELINE

My dearest lord!

Was my soul blind; and cou'd not that look out,

to know you, ere you spoke? Oh counterpart

of our soft sex; well are you made our lords:

so bold, so great, so godlike are you form'd.

How can you love such silly things as women?

ARTHUR

Beauty like your's commands; and man was made

but a more boisterous, and a stronger slave,

to you, the best delights of human kind.

EMMELINE

But are ye mine? Is there an end of war?

Are all those trumpets dead themselves, at last,

that us'd to kill men with their thund'ring sounds?

ARTHUR

The sum of war is undecided yet;

and many a breathing body must be cold,

ere you are free.

EMMELINE

How came ye hither then?

ARTHUR

By Merlin's art, to snatch a short liv'd bliss;

to feed my famish'd love upon your eyes,

one moment, and depart.

EMMELINE

O moment! worth

whole ages past, and all that are to come!

Let love sick Oswald, now unpitied mourn;

let Osmond mutter charms to sprites in vain,

to make me love him; all shall not change my sool.

ARTHUR

Ha! does th'inchanter practise hell upon you?

Is he my rival too?

EMMELINE

Yes, but I hate him;

for when he spoke, thro' my shut eyes I saw him;

his voice look'd ugly, and breath'd brimstone on me:

and then I first was glad that I was blind,

not to behold perdition.

PHILIDEL

This time is left me to congratulate

your new-born eyes; and tell you what you gain

by sight restor'd, and viewing him you love.

Appear you airy forms.

 
Airy spirits appear in the shape of men and women.

<- Airy spirits

 
[N. 24 - Oh sight, the mother of desires]

 N 

 

MAN

Oh sight, the mother of desires,  

what charming objects dost thou yield!

'Tis sweet when tedious night expires,

to see the rosy morning gild

the mountain tops, and paint the field!

But when sweet Clorinda comes in sight,

she make's the summer's day more bright,

and when she goes away 'tis night.

 

CHORUS

When fair Clorinda comes in sight

etc.

 

WOMAN

'Tis sweet the blushing morn to view;

and plains adorn'd with pearly dew:

but such cheap delights to see,

heaven and nature

give each creature;

they have eyes as well as we;

this is the joy, all joys above,

to see, to see,

that only she,

that only she we love!

 

CHORUS

This is the joy, all joys above

etc.

 

MAN

And, if we may discover

what charms both nymph and lover,

'tis when the fair at mercy lies,

with kind and amorous anguish,

to sigh, to look, to languish,

on each other's eyes!

 

CHORUS

And, if we may discover

etc.

 

PHILIDEL

Break off your musick, for our foes are near.  

 
Spirits vanish.

Airy spirits, Philidel ->

 
Enter Merlin.

<- Merlin

 

MERLIN

My sovereign, we have hazarded too far;  

but love excuses you, and prescience me.

Make haste; for Osmond is even now alarm'd,

and greedy of revenge is hasting home.

ARTHUR

Oh take my love with us, or leave me here.

MERLIN

I cannot, for she's held by charms too strong;

which, with th' enchanted grove, must be destroy'd:

till when, my art is vain: but fear not, Emmeline;

th' inchanter has no power on innocence.

EMMELINE
(to Arthur)

Farewell, since we must part:

when you are gone,

I'll look into my glass, just where you look'd,

to find your face again;

if 'tis not there, I'll think on you so long,

my heart shall make your picture for my eyes.

ARTHUR

Where'er I go, my soul shall stay with thee:

'tis but my shadow that I take away:

true love is never happy but by halves;

an April sunshine, that by fits appears,

it smiles by moments, but it mourns by years.

EMMELINE

May all good angels spread their wings,

and shield my love from harm.

 
(exeunt Arthur and Merlin)

Arthur, Merlin ->

 

EMMELINE

This way, this way, Matilda;  

now my Arthur's gone, the loveliest object

to my new-born sight, I'll look round and round

upon the lesser beauties of creation.

 
Enter Osmond at the other door, who gazes on Emmeline, and she on him.

<- Osmond

 

EMMELINE

Matilda, save me from this ugly thing,  

this foe to sight; speak, dost thou know him?

MATILDA

Too well; 'tis Oswald's fiend, the great magician.

EMMELINE

It cannot be a man, he's so unlike the man I love.

OSMOND

(aside)

Death to my eyes, she sees!

EMMELINE

I wish I could not; but I'll close my sight,

and shut out all I can ~ It wo'not be;

winking, I see thee still, thy odious image

stares full into my soul; and there infects the room

my Arthur shou'd possess.

OSMOND

(aside)

I find too late,

that Merlin and her lover have been here.

If I was fir'd before when she was blind,

her eyes dart lightning now; she must be mine.

EMMELINE

I pr'ythee, dreadful thing, tell me thy business here;

and, if thou canst, reform that odious face;

look not so grim upon me.

OSMOND

My name is Osmond; and my business, love.

EMMELINE

Thou hast a grizly look forbidding what thou ask'st,

if I durst tell thee so.

OSMOND

My pent-house eye-brows, and my shaggy beard,

offend your sight, but these are manly signs:

faint white and red abuse your expectations;

be woman; know your sex, and love full pleasures.

EMMELINE

Love from a monster, fiend?

OSMOND

Come, you must love; or you must suffer love;

no coyness, none, for I am master here.

EMMELINE

And when did Oswald give away his power,

that thou presum'st to rule? Be sure I'll tell him:

for as I am his prisoner, he is mine.

OSMOND

Why then thou art a captive to a captive.

O'er-labour'd with the fight, opprest with thirst,

that Oswald, whom you mention'd, call'd for drink,

I mix'd a sleepy potion in his bowl,

which he and his fool friend quaff'd greedily.

The happy dose wrought the desir'd effect;

then to a dungeon's depth I sent both bound;

where, stow'd with snakes and adders, now they lodge;

two planks their beds, slippery with oose and slime,

the rats, that brush o'er their faces with their tails,

and croaking paddocks, crawl upon their limbs;

since when the garrison depends on me;

now know you are my slave.

MATILDA

He strikes a horror thro' my blood.

EMMELINE

I freeze, as if his impious art had fix'd

my feet to earth.

OSMOND

But love shall thaw ye.

I'll show his force in countries cak'd with ice,

where the pale pole star, in the north of heav'n,

sits high, and on the frosty winter broods;

yet there love reigns: for proof, this magic wand

shall change the mildness of sweet Britain's clime

to Iceland, and the farthest Thule's frost,

where the proud god, disdaining winter's bounds,

oe'rleaps the fences of eternal snow,

and with his warmth supplies the distant sun.

 
Osmond waves his wand. The Scene changes to a stormy wintry country.
 
 
Enter Cupid.

 Q 

<- Cupid

 
[N. 25 - Prelude]

 N 

 
[N. 26 - What ho, thou Genius of the clime, what ho!]

 N 

 
Recitative.

CUPID

What ho, thou Genius of the clime, what ho!

Ly'st thou asleep beneath those hills of snow?

Stretch out thy lazy limbs; awake, awake,

and winter from thy furry mantle shake.

 
Genius arises.

<- Cold genius

 
[N. 27 - What power art thou, who from below]

 N 

Air.

COLD GENIUS

What power art thou, who from below    

hast made me rise, unwillingly, and slow,

from beds of everlasting snow?

See'st thou not how stiff and wond'rous old,

far unfit to bear the bitter cold,

I can scarcely move or draw my breath?

Let me, let me, freeze again to death.

S

Sfondo schermo () ()

 
[N. 28 - Thou doating fool, forbear, forbear]

 N 

Air.

CUPID

Thou doating fool, forbear, forbear;    

what, dost thou dream of freezing here?

At Love's appearing all the sky clearing,

the stormy winds their fury spare:

winter subduing, and spring renewing.

My beams create a more glorious year.

Thou doating fool, forbear, forbear;

what, dost thou dream of freezing here?

S

 
[N. 29 - Great Love, I know thee now]

 N 

Air.

COLD GENIUS

Great Love, I know thee now;  

eldest of the gods art thou:

heav'n and earth by thee were made,

human nature

is thy creature;

every where thou art obey'd.

 
[N. 30 - No part of my dominion shall be waste]

 N 

Recitative.

CUPID

No part of my dominion shall be waste;  

to spread my sway, and sing my praise,

ev'n here I will a people raise,

of kind embracing lovers, and embrac'd.

 
 
Cupid waves his wand, upon which the scene opens, and discovers an extensive prospect of ice and snow. Singers and dancers, men and women, appear.

<- Singers, Dancers

 
[N. 31 - Prelude]

 N 

 
[N. 32 - See, see, we assemble]

 N 

 

CHORUS OF COLD PEOPLE

See, see, we assemble,  

thy revels to hold;

tho' quiv'ring with cold,

we chatter and tremble.

 
[N. 33 - 'Tis I, 'tis I, 'tis I that have warm'd ye]

 N 

Air.

CUPID

'Tis I, 'tis I, 'tis I that have warm'd ye;  

in spite of cold weather,

I've brought you together;

'tis I, 'tis I, 'tis I, that have arm'd ye.

 

CHORUS

'Tis Love, 'tis Love, 'tis Love that has warm'd us;

in spite of cold weather,

he brought us together:

'tis Love, 'tis Love, 'tis Love that has arm'd us.

 
[N. 34 - Sound a parley, ye fair, and surrender]

 N 

 

CUPID, COLD GENIUS

Sound a parley, ye fair, and surrender.  

Set yourselves and your lovers at ease.

He's a grateful offender

who pleasure dare seize:

but the whining pretender

is sure to displease.

Sound a parley?

Since the fruit of desire is possessing,

'tis unmanly to sigh and complain.

When we kneel for redressing,

we move your disdain.

Love was made for a blessing

and not for a pain.

 
 
Cupid waves his wand, the frost scene vanishes, and a summer prospect appears.

Cupid, Cold genius, Singers, Dancers ->

A grand dance. The singers and dancers depart.
 

EMMELINE

I cou'd be pleas'd with any one but thee,  

who entertain'd my sight with such gay shows,

as men and women moving here and there;

that coursing one another in their steps,

have made their feet a tune.

OSMOND

What, coying it again!

No more, but make me happy to my gust,

that is, without your struggling.

EMMELINE

From my sight,

thou, all thy devils in one, thou dar'st not force me.

OSMOND

You teach me well; I find you would he ravish'd;

I'll give you that excuse your sex desire.

He begins to lay hold on her, and they struggle.

GRIMBALD

(within)

O help me, master, help me!

OSMOND

Who's that, my Grimbald! Come and help thou me;

for 'tis thy work t'assist a ravisher.

GRIMBALD

(within)

I cannot stir; I am spell-caught by Philidel,

and purs'd within a net,

with a huge heavy weight of holy words

laid on my head, that keeps me down from rising.

OSMOND

I'll read'em backwards, and release thy bonds.

Mean time go in. ~

(to Emmeline)

Prepare yourself, ease my drudgery.

But if you will not fairly be enjoy'd,

a little honest force is well employ'd.

(exit Osmond)

Osmond ->

 

EMMELINE

Heav'n be my guard, I have no other friend!  

Heav'n, ever present to thy suppliant's aid,

protect and pity innocence betray'd.

 
(exeunt Emmeline and Matilda)

Emmeline, Matilda ->

 
[N. 35 - Third Act Tune: Hornpipe]

 N 

 
End of the third act.
 

The end (Act the third)

Act the first Act the second Act the third Act the fourth Act the fifth

Rocks and water.

<- Arthur, Conon, Aurelius

Furl up our colours, and unbrace our drums

Arthur, Conon, Aurelius
<- Merlin

Hold, sir, and wait heav'n's time, th' attempt's too dangerous

Arthur, Conon, Aurelius, Merlin ->

A deep wood.

<- Philidel

I left all safe behind

(Grimbald rushes out: he seizes Philidel, and binds him in a chain)

Philidel
<- Grimbald

O rebel, have I caught thee!

(Grimbald goes out, dragging Philidel)

Philidel
Grimbald ->

So catch him, spell

Philidel
<- Merlin, Arthur

Well hast thou wrought thy safety with thy wit

Philidel, Arthur
Merlin ->

[N. 22 - We must work, wee must haste]

We must work, we must haste

Philidel, Arthur
<- Emmeline, Matilda

O yonder, yonder she's already found

Philidel, Emmeline, Matilda
Arthur ->

[N. 23 - Thus, thus I infuse]

Ha! what was that? Who spoke?

Philidel, Emmeline, Matilda
<- Arthur

'Tis here again

(Airy spirits appear in the shape of men and women)

Philidel, Emmeline, Matilda, Arthur
<- Airy spirits

[N. 24 - Oh sight, the mother of desires]

Break off your musick, for our foes are near

Emmeline, Matilda, Arthur
Airy spirits, Philidel ->
Emmeline, Matilda, Arthur
<- Merlin

My sovereign, we have hazarded too far

Emmeline, Matilda
Arthur, Merlin ->

This way, this way, Matilda

Emmeline, Matilda
<- Osmond

Matilda, save me from this ugly thing

(Osmond waves his wand. The Scene changes to a stormy wintry country.)

A stormy wintry country.

Emmeline, Matilda, Osmond
<- Cupid

[N. 25 - Prelude]

[N. 26 - What ho, thou Genius of the clime, what ho!]

What ho, thou Genius of the clime, what ho!

Emmeline, Matilda, Osmond, Cupid
<- Cold genius

[N. 27 - What power art thou, who from below]

[N. 28 - Thou doating fool, forbear, forbear]

[N. 29 - Great Love, I know thee now]

[N. 30 - No part of my dominion shall be waste]

No part of my dominion shall be waste

(Cupid waves his wand, upon which the scene opens, and discovers an extensive prospect of ice and snow.)

Emmeline, Matilda, Osmond, Cupid, Cold genius
<- Singers, Dancers

[N. 31 - Prelude]

[N. 32 - See, see, we assemble]

[N. 33 - 'Tis I, 'tis I, 'tis I that have warm'd ye]

[N. 34 - Sound a parley, ye fair, and surrender]

(Cupid waves his wand, the frost scene vanishes, and a summer prospect appears. A grand dance.)

Emmeline, Matilda, Osmond
Cupid, Cold genius, Singers, Dancers ->

I cou'd be pleas'd with any one but thee

Emmeline, Matilda
Osmond ->

Heav'n be my guard, I have no other friend!

Emmeline, Matilda ->

[N. 35 - Third Act Tune: Hornpipe]

 
Scene the first Scene the second
A gothic temple, being a place of heathen worship; the three Saxon gods, Woden, Thor, and Freya, placed on... A landskip. A camp, drums, trumpets, and military shouts. A rural prospect. A wood. A camp and Emmeline's pavilion, with a bank. A camp at a distance. Rocks and water. A deep wood. A stormy wintry country. A grove. A wood, with a large oak in the front. A camp. The scene discovers the British ocean in a storm.
[N. 1 - Overture] [N. 2 - Air] [N. 3 - Overture] [N. 4 - Woden, first to thee] [N. 5 - The white horse neigh'd aloud] [N. 6 - The lot is cast, and Tanfan pleas'd] [N. 7 - Brave soul to be renown'd in storry] [N. 8 - I call ye all to Woden's hall] [N. 9 - Military symphony] [N. 10 - Come if you dare, our trumpets sound] [N. 11 - Introduction] [N. 12 - Symphony] [N. 13 - Hiter this way, this way bend] [N. 14 - Let not a moon-born elf mislead ye] [N. 15 - Hither this way] [N. 16 - Come follow, follow, follow me] [N. 17 - How blest are shepherds, how happy their lasses] [N. 18 - Shepherds, shepherds, leave decoying] [N. 19 - Horpipe] [N. 20 - Come, shepherds, lead up a lively measure] [N. 21 - Second act tune: Air] [N. 22 - We must work, wee must haste] [N. 23 - Thus, thus I infuse] [N. 24 - Oh sight, the mother of desires] [N. 25 - Prelude] [N. 26 - What ho, thou Genius of the clime, what ho!] [N. 27 - What power art thou, who from below] [N. 28 - Thou doating fool, forbear, forbear] [N. 29 - Great Love, I know thee now] [N. 30 - No part of my dominion shall be waste] [N. 31 - Prelude] [N. 32 - See, see, we assemble] [N. 33 - 'Tis I, 'tis I, 'tis I that have warm'd ye] [N. 34 - Sound a parley, ye fair, and surrender] [N. 35 - Third Act Tune: Hornpipe] [N. 36 - O pass not on, but stay] [N. 37 - Two daughters of this aged stream are we] [N. 38 - Passacaglia] [N. 39 - How happy the lover] [N. 40 - For love every creature] [N. 41 - Fourth Act Tune: Air] [N. 42 - Trumpet tune] [N. 43 - Ye blust'ring brethren of the skies] [N. 44 - Symphony (The fishermen dance)] [N. 45 - Round thy coast, fair nymph of Britain] [N. 46 - For folded flocks on fruitful plains] [N. 47 - Your hay it is mow'd, and your corn is reap'd] [N. 48 - Fairest isle, all isles excelling] [N. 49 - You say, 't is love creates the pain] [N. 50 - Trumpet tune Warlike Consort] [N. 51 - Saint George, the patron of our isle] [N. 52 - Chaconne]
Act the first Act the second Act the fourth Act the fifth

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