piMiimmmTwr' MUSIC LIB. A/IL 50 J213E71 1887 JAKOBOWSKI ERMINIE u ^^^ — 1 -r — ^^^ m — = ID ^^^ m 1 = ^^ O H — J> T^TTT r — 6^ 03 6 = =1^ > 6 = -n "' O U = ^— 7 ■ I THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES rRniNiE Csmic ©pera :IN TWO ACTS = LIBRETTO BY CLAXSON BELLAMY and HARRY PAULTON MUSIC r.Y E. JAKOBeWSKI. BOSTON: OLIVER DITSON COMPANY. ITRW TOKK; CHKAtiO: I-HILADELPHIA f H. DITSON & CO. LVON & HEA.LY. J. E. DITSON & CO. c^\^ II UNIV. OF CALIF. LIBRARY. LOS ANGELFS ER/niNIE domic ©pera =IN TWO ACTS.^ LIBRETTO BY CLAXSON BELLAMY and HARRY PAULTON MUSIC BY ^ E. JAKOBeWSKI. BOSTON: OLIVER DITSON COMPANY. NKW YORK; CHICAGO: PHILADELPHIA C H. DITSON & CO. LYON & HEALY. J. E. Dl ISON & CO. ff^ CHARACTERS. Marquis de Pontvert Eugene Marcel ViCOMTE DE BRISSAC . • Delauxay Sergeant DUFOIS, Simon Henri ') The Marquis Secretary ,.A Young Ojjuer .LamUordof the Lion d- Or ,. .Waiter at the Lion d- Or. Peasdnt^-- Marquis' Guest. Pierre ) Chevalier de Brabazon Ravannes ) Tzuo Thieves. Cadeaux ) ...Erininies Companion. Cerise Marcel _ Erjnime s Maui. Javotte Marie ) .. Peasant Girls. Clementine ) Princess de Gramponeur Erminie de Pontvkrt Soldiers^ Peasantry. Guests, Waiters, S^:- copyrigi't,iH«T.byo.uiT8oN&Co. j^sic Library 50 ERyniNiE. '1 ^\.OT I. No. I.— OPENING CHORUS. Around in a whirl We skip, dance and twirl ; Let each boy and girl Make merry ! Old men in a string May scorn at mirth's fling. Make merry ! Old wives in a row May flirting forego, But maidens cry " No ! " Make merry ! Let grieving go borrow Its fare from to-morrow ; Away with all sorrow. Make merry ! From your path troubles fling ; Let us join in a ring, Let us dance, let us sing. Make merry ! Ha ! ha ! ha ! Ho ! ho ! ho ! Come, sport while we may. Making merry ; ha I ha ! Making merry; ho ! ho! Enjoying to-day Our mirth, while we may. 3074(P.09 Mar. Here comes Javotte ! here comes Javotte ! Of gossip she will have a lot. Cho. Yes, yes ! oh, yes ! No doubt ! no doubt ! She'll qiuckly tell us all about The chateau and its guests, the fun, What's doing, and what's to be done. JAV. Cho, Jav. Cho. Jav. Cho. Jav. Cho. Enter Javotte. Javotte ! Javotte ! you won't refuse To tell us, if you've any news. You won't refuse ! — The news ! the news: Impatient ! — La ! do give one breath ! Don't crush and pester me to death. Some little moderation show. Now — tell me what you wish to know. The news ! the news ! You can't refuse. You must have some. Indeed I've not ! Oh, what a shame ! Except — What! what! Except that shortly you'll see The Marquis, Ma'mselle Erminie, Chevalier de Brabazon, Of our distinguished guests — the one You most should see, Of high degree, A beau of beaux ! From top to toe. They're coming here to view the fair. How nice ! — Oli, here's excitement rare .' Come, join tlie ring ! Come, dance and sing ! &c. KJNIV OF CALIF. LIBRARY. LO.S ANGELES No. 2.— CHORUS AxND CONCERTED PIECE. Cho. Marq. Erm. Cerise. EUM. Cho. Ekm. Mar. Omxes. Vive le Marquis ! vive le Marquis I Welcome I welcome to the fete ! 'Tis of graciousness a mark we Thoroughly appreciate. At village feast, here meeting you, With duteous service greeting you, With cheery voice, repeating, you Are welcome to our fete. Thanks, dear children — bless you, bless you 1 To respond would but distress you. That it would, dear papa, — spare us, Don't such agony prepare us. True, indeed ! Experience teaches There's much anguish in set speeches My father's feelings you know well. We do, we do, we do, ma'mselle ! Well; and what's the latest tattle.-* Is it character or cattle ? Who is ailing? Who is thriving? Have the busy bees done hiving? Is the fodder cut and carried.'' WMio is buried? Who is married? What's the latest gossip? — say ! Tell me, pray ! come, tell me, pray ! Ah ! ma'mselle, you're quizzing ever, Always merry, gloomv never. Viva ma'mselle ! vive le Marquis, &c. No. 3. — SONG. Er.mixie. Ah ! when Love is young all the world seems gay Tra, la, la, la, &c. He sips its sweets as he goes his way; Tra, la, la, la, &c. His heart in the sunlight of love abides; 6 No pang, not a thought of deceit, For youth's rosy tint every blemish hides, And the dream of young Love is sweet. Tra, la, la, la, &c. 2 Ah ! but Love hath soured with advancing years, Tra, la, la, la, &c. He knows no joy, for he's torn by fears . Tra, la, la, la, Sec. His aim is foibles, not charms, to seek. His taste so fastidious grows; He doubts and misgives if his love but speak, And the bliss of young love ne'er knows. Tra, la, la, la, &c. No. 4. — DUET — "PAST AND FUTURE.' Eugene am/ Ekmime. Euc. (i) There is a sweet remembrance of the past, A treasured dream 1 fondly store, A mem'ry that within my heart will last, To cheer and comfort evermore. A solace sweet, a blessing still. The hope which time can ne'er fulfill. The past has fondest dreams that live, Which in the future ne'er can be ; The present knows not, cannot give, Restore the happy past to me ! Erm. (2) Our destinies the unseen future hides, The coming gloom we cannot see, And cheering hope with us for e'er abides Instilling thoughts of joy to be. The past, though blest, may not compare With future transports, we may share The future liath its golden show'rs. And store of pleasing, brightest toys, Which hope declares may yet be ours, Eclipsing past and present joys. No. 5. — CHORUS OF SOLDIERS. All for glory the soldier's life, From the conflict scorning e'er to flee, The hero's aim is fame in strife ; In love, in war the victor he. No. 6.— MARTIAL SONG. Marquis. I Dull is the life of the soldier in peace, With hateful routine until war brings release. Harsh discipline trammels the freedom, we know; What better than that in the face of the foe .'' The soldier has learnt he must bridle his will, Submit without murmur to rigorous drill ; But the summons to war is the soldier's reward, Joy to brighten his corslet, his helmet and sword. Cho. All for glory, the soldier's life. From the conflict scorning e'er to flee, The hero's aim is fame in strife ; In love, in war the victor he. 2 Glad is the heart at the sternest campaign, (For we've nothing to lose, and we've plenty to gain.) To rush midst the steel, midst the smoke and the flamC; To carve with our sabres a pathway to fame. We've learnt to obey, and until we are told We dream not of leaving the posts that we hold ; We'd fall where we stand, till the warning sound comes Of recall, in the music of bugles and drums. Cho. All for glory, &c. {See No. 6.) 8 No. 7- — THIEVES' DUET. Ravaxnes and Cadeaux. Rav. (i) We're a philanthropic couple, be it known, Cad. Light-fingered, sticking to whate'er we touch. In the int'rest of kamanity alone Of wealth relieving those who have too much. Cad. The sour old gent, whose worship vile is dross, We hate to see a wallowing in tin ; Rav. It ain't cos gain to us to him is loss. We eases him cos avarice is sin. Cho. Downy jail-birds of a feather, We are shifters, we are lifters. Working skillfully together. Through the wicked world wc roam, Easing many a mortal burden. Kinder coves we never heard on ; But a truth you'll take our word on. Charity begins at home. Rav. (2) When the masher's on the spree, we often prig Cad. From pocket ev'ry stiver — nothing less ; Rav. He'd only drink, and fight, and go the rig, His constitution ruin — nothing less ; Cad. His rings and things, fin'ry we expecs, For stuck-up pride in such things isn't good Rav. And when his watch we carefully annex. It's only cos we know the policeman would. Cho. Downy jail-birds, &c. No. 8.— DREAAI SONG. Er.mixir. P Moderato. At midnight on my pil - low ly mf ing, Be^^ee^^^ -^- %-z^ By my dai - ly toil op - press'd To mewea - ry 2:r p M — •- ---t=:X _i 1_: -&- care de-ny - ing Deep profound that giv-eth rest; -*7-t — s N N k ^ Ti: \ r-s— N — ^- % ::^=N=:^=:^ £Ei^=^^^^=d=^: JZITt -I (J 1 — When a ti - nv bird a- light- ed, On my lattic'd window 2*= ^ i^^ 5t sill, Wei -come guest tho' un - in vit - ed, rnf -1-^ 1- ^- Cheer - ing by his joy-ous trill, Call - ing sweetly, P --^ Jr^Hf- -&•- :a*= 5t 5t hov'ring o'er me, Rise and come with me a cres. ■P--^ -^ A long, 7nolto iCfiKI JV-i :at Ittt re^ff-J: Swift thro' fai - ry glades dim. ritard. it bore me, :^ as :tz;i: r^^ r=" =gi= -5»- ::i: :8: Realms of pure trans -cen - dent song. p Allegretto. N-4- :^=1: ^ :^-#- •c-^ :J-* Song of joy, song of cheer. Song of prom-ise 10 ±z± '-i^ -N-*- soft and clear. Sweet sounds that fill the tran-quil grove, -^-^ :»^=^: —1- ± ^z Glad joy -ous trill of hope and love, Song of joy. song of cheer, Song of prom-ise soft and clear, P -^-f- ?"^E Sounds that rail. fill the tran :^: ^ quil grove, a icvtpo. -mX-0- i- ^- ^ Glad joy - ous trill of hope and love. 2 How blissful was the wouchous pleasure ? Ah ! such hapjjiness was mine ; The remembrance I will treasure In my bosom's inmost shrine ; liut what grief was mine at finding, On awakening with a scream, Earth's surroiuidings all nminding iMe 'twas but a happy dream. Yet his joyous, mellow singing Echoes faintlv, lingers still In nn cars with glailncss ringing, Seems my heart with hope to thrill. 11 No. 9- — ^."ONCERTED PIECE Rav. The blissful pleasure, I profess, Of such a meeting overjoys me ; I have not language to express The joy I feel, and that annoys me. Though with blessings beset, As I roam the world through, I never can forget I\Iy first meeting with you. Erm. I beg that you'll not trouble now, Some other day, when more collected. You may declare, protest and vow With metaphors most unexpected. Though with worries beset. It is ecpially true, I shall never forget My first meeting with you. Marq.,Che\-.. ) With whatever beset, Cer., Erm. ) It is equally true, «S:c. Enter Cadeaux, sliglttlv intoxicated. Cad. Hello I What's the row, the rumpus ? Rav. Silence ! Cad. Stow it ! — don't you thump us? Rav. We've a bold game on to-night ! Mum I be steady ! Cad. Fly !— all right! Rav. Since hospitably you extend Your favors, I'll present my friend. My friend, the Baron. You will find him quiic an oddity, Strange in his habits, in his manner, and address, Priz'd as a curio, a saleable commodity, Erratic and original, you see, Omnes. Yes. ves ! Cad. I'm proud to meet yer. How d'ye do.'' Old Cockalorum, how are you ? 12 Chev. Cockalorum! Cockalorum! Cer. Somewhat vulgar, scarce decorum. Rav. My friend, the Baron's quite a feast Of custom and phase of the east, Acquired the Arab's tribes among. Mar. Expressive ! — what one might call strong? Omnes. Mv friend, the Baron, &c. No. ID.— FINALE. Cho. Away to the chateau ! away to the throng. Where bridegroom and the bride will be plighted ere long. Where welcomes shall meet them, Where cheering shall greet them, Where friends shall entreat them All blessings in song. Erm. Marriage is a holy union, Angel guided from above ; Marriage should be sweet communion, Governed by the god of Love. ERiM. Though there may be oceans rolling; Stormily between two lives ; Some remembered word controlling, Often hope of love revives. EuG. Whep the clouds are black as raven, When the sun of hope has set, Oft the storm-tossed gain a haven. Why not love ? It may be yet. Omxes. Marriage is, Sec. Hark ! liark ! The soldiers here return, What can it mean, we soon shall learn. [SoMfcrs' cJionis ]icard. Eugene and Ciikisk cxiifit as soldiers e)iterP\ Del. {Recti.) Be not alarmed. We're of two thieves in chase. From goal escaped. We've tracked them to tiiis place. Mar. Thieves ? Then they are tiie same depend That stopped and robbed my noble friena And his companion ; see their plight. I 18 Erm. Poor things ! No doubt papa is right, 'Twas they molested, rifled, mobbed, Despoiled, ill-treated, beat, and robbed. Del. Tliey are doubtless the men ; Should you know them again ? Rav. Oh, yes, the one is a gentleman quite. Del. He's the worst of the two. Cad. He is, that's right. Ern. {Entcrhii^.) Thank fate ! at last I've found the way. Is this the Golden Lion, say? Rav. Quick, sergeant ! seize the villian .^ pray Cad. Be careful he don't get away. Rav. Of those who robbed us he's the chiet. Ekx. No, no, believe me ! Mar, Seize the thief. \_So/diers saize Ernest Cho. Seize him, seize him, bind the thiel ! Make secure the robber chief. Mar. With that vile wretch to goal bogon*;. And to the chateau now, lead or.. Cho. Away to the chateau, ^ ^z ^^ — # '^ — -# — •- :tlt :i ^ bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, liye, bye... P L'istesso tetupo i£^^? --r-S*-- ^— ^ L-^z|^ :t S-h5=S •—•—#- :1tpifc=iSe:1^zi^=^ n:^: -^ Jts ► Bye, bye, drowsiness o'ertak-ing, Pret-ty iit-tle eye - lids g^ \/r :S=S^E^; I jleep. ^-W- Bye, bye, Watching till thou'rt wak-ing. -• 1^- =^=^=^-^- -^_q_ I Darling be thy slum-ber deep. Bye, bye, Drow-si-ness o'cr-tak- ing, Pret-ty Iit-tle eye - lids 18 Darling be thy slumbers deep! bye, bye, bye, bye. 7. Ah, e'en when her life was ebbing Her words were all of me. My future years, were all her fears Her fate 'twas not to see. My father, I hear you weeping, As in sorrow you're standing nigh ; And my motlier's plaint, in her accents faint Was this tender sweet lullaby. {^Repeat chorus. No. 15. — BALLAD — "THE SIGHING SWAIN.' Ermime. A lover in his mirror gazed With visage wan and glare half dazed, To see if thinner he had grown With love ; to hope, alas, unknown; He brushed his unkept locks aside With careless haste, and viewed with pride And morbid joy the lines of care That blighted dreams had planted there; With sigh and groan his bosom heaves, Desponding plaint alone relieves. 19 Ah me ! Ah woe ! The deep-drawn sigh, Alack I Heigho ! Oh love I die, Heio-ho! Ah woe ! Depressed, his spirits lower sink As wandering near the lakelet's brink, And in its surface — gazing on Once more his visage woe-begone, He brushed away the silent tear, But ne'er looked up to see, quite near. The goddess, Hope, with sweet desire To bid the hapless swain aspire ; He groaned and moaned, nor looked around, But drooping o'er, fell in and drowned, Ah me ! Ah woe ! &c. r^o. i6.— SONG AND WHISTLING CHORUS "WHAT THE DICKEY BIRDS SAY." 1 I 'n not too free an angent like all the rest of you, There's them as look arter my fate, ; L.rks 'em for advice when I've anything to do, Their longing for my welfare's very great. •Whenever I wish to steal from the night A few hours for to use in the day, Afore that I knows I'm a doin' what's right, I sees what the dickey-birds say. Chirp, chirp, cliirp, cliirp. In the shrillest tone — Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp. In a tongue of their own. What their warbles and twitters convey. Taking their study and tliouglit Ere the mind can be brought To define what the dickey-birds say. Chirp, chirp, chirp. 20 2 When brought before his beakship my evidence to give, I'm alius in a dreadful state For fear Til have to go to a settlement to live, A penal one is sure to be my fate. Now, juries ain't very well up to their job, They for fear of confinement all day The verdict agree on by spinnin" a bob ; At least so the dickey-birds sav. Chirj), chirp, chirp, chirp. No. 17. — VOCAL i;a\"otte. mf Allegretto. -^-^— -- _V— L- :t --X I . Join in jjleas - ures, dance a 1=^: .0 — .5,-, ?=tt g measure — Fond-lv treas - ure hours so brit;lit, Prim se - 1=:t ^i^.^^MllSig date - ly, Not too state -ly. Coldness great - ly mars de - :*— (=^ ^*=# • — h- -- a^- Xi.-^--^^-^: -^-— #- light, Light-ly step with grace-ful bear-ing, Sui - ta '^ -A p"«^ \- — I — F — I — H ^ ' ^ F 1 -r-t- ble pre - ci - sion show, l-in-ish comesof long i)re [^"3 =r^i ~tT —A— A- ---»3— «=r=&f- 1*-=^:^ -^- par ing, "Vis-a - vis" and "dos a dos," O 21 fair - est belle with bravest beau, State-ly but with hearts a - -#- 0- A h i^^^S Jn thrall sub - lime but meas - ured time, Mat-ed all e - lat - ed go ! O fair - est belle with -0—^ :^=t -5^— ^- -^ 0- bravestbeau, State-ly but with hearts a - glow, t^ thrall sub - lime -T-— I- --^t but meas - ured time, ±—~iz—M- Mat - ed all e - lat - ed go!. -=1 S= 1 Stepping sprightly, laughing lightly, Noisy chatter fills the throng. Animation cloaks flirtation. Festive joys we'll still prolong. When the din of music's loudest Sighing swains may dare their fate. Plead with meekest, dare the proudest In the mazy tete-a-tete. Fairest bells, &c. End of Act II J^OT III No. i8. — CHORUS — "TO SUPPER. Come, to supper let's repair, Dancing gives a zest For the viands, rich and rare'; Nimble feet must rest. Gaily have the hours flown Imperceptibly, Light fantastic bliss unknown, Sweetest melody. The table gay Witli justice claims Our mortal frames ; Awav ! awav ! No. 19. — "MELOS." S^Mksic for clicmge of scene. No. 20. — CONCERTED PIECE. — " GOOD-NIGHT." Cho. 'Tis growing late, 'tis growing late, And time indeed to end the fete. Principals. Or we shall see the morning's light, Before we say to you good-night. Good-night, good-night, May dreams be bright. Good-night, good-night. 23 No. 21.— FINALE. Erm. Should we gain, every heart is gay, Tra la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ! And all rejoicing we shall go our way, Tra la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la ! Erm Let grace, not ire in your hearts abide, Let your smiles all our efforts guide ; In councils mild your decision guide; For the taste of success is sweet. Erm. Tra la, la, la, la, la^ la, la, la ! T'.'TTI. Deign, pray, to cheer each heart Kindly ere you depart ; A weight of care dismaying, allaying, Say, with our efforts we gain here a victory. And Erminie triumphantly may long contrive to reign. The End. University of California SOUTHERN REGIONAL LIBRARY FACILITY 305 De Neve Drive - Parking Lot 17 • Box 951388 LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA 90095-1 388 Return this m^prial to the library from which it was borrowed. 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