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No. 4: Duet (Rita & Vasquez)
"A guard by night "
Vasquez:
A guard by night, a guide by day,
Upon the mountain wild,
The sacred sign protects the way,
And saints watch o'er the child:
And saints watch o'er the child.
Upon the mountain wild,
The sacred sign protects the way,
And saints watch o'er the child:
And saints watch o'er the child.
Rita:
Oh! tell me, will he see my love?
Vasquez:
Thy lover he will not see,
Place all thy trust in Heav'n above,
Pray Heaven set thee free,
Place all thy trust in Heav'n above,
Pray Heaven set thee free,
Rita: |
Vasquez: |
| I'll place my trust in Heav'n above, | Place all thy trust in Heav'n above, |
| Pray Heaven set me free, | Pray Heaven set thee free, |
| Pray Heaven set me free, | Pray Heaven set thee free, |
I'll place my trust in Heav'n above, |
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| I'll place my trust in Heav'n above! | Place all thy trust in Heav'n above! |
Vasquez goes up and disappears within hut. Rita continues, without noticing that he has left her.
Rita:I only beg one grace,
Once more to see his face;
If never more, if never more,
Why then, be death my choice.
Once more to see his face;
If never more, if never more,
Why then, be death my choice.
Vasquez:
(from hut.) Rita!
Rita:
My name!
Vasquez:
Dear Rita!
Rita:
'Tis his voice!
I cannot see, I hope,
I faint with fear.
Vasquez!
I cannot see, I hope,
I faint with fear.
Vasquez!
Vasquez:
Dear Rita!
Rita:
Vasquez!
Vasquez:
(entering.) I am here!
Rita: |
Vasquez: |
| My love, again to see thee | My love, again to see thee |
| Dispels the falling tear, | Dispels the falling tear, |
| He comes, he comes to free me, | Yes, I am here to free thee; |
| Ah, why then should I fear? | Then banish all thy fear. |
Rita:
A prison with you is no prison for me.
Vasquez:
For the moments too fleet,
That are shar'd love with thee!
That are shar'd love with thee!
Both:
When the sun brightly rises o'er hill, dale and lea,
There's hope in the morrow,
Yes, then we'll be free!
There's hope in the morrow,
Yes, then we'll be free!
When the sun brightly rises o'er hill, dale and lea,
There's hope in the morrow,
Ah! then we'll be free!
There's hope in the morrow,
Ah! then we'll be free!
There's hope in the morrow,
Ah! then we'll be free!
Ah! then we'll be free!
There's hope in the morrow,
Yes, then we'll be free!
There's hope in the morrow,
Yes, then we'll be free!
When the sun brightly rises o'er hill, dale and lea,
There's hope in the morrow,
Ah! then we'll be free!
There's hope in the morrow,
Ah! then we'll be free!
There's hope in the morrow,
Ah! then we'll be free!
Ah! then we'll be free!
Exeunt Rita and Vasquez.
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