RECITATIVE | |
Mr. Wells | Oh hideous doom - to scatter desolation, |
INCANTATION | |
Spirits short and spirits long — | |
The stage has grown dark - a gauze descends - imps appear. | |
Chorus of Spirits | We hear the spells |
The market cross opens and Ahrimanes is seen through transparency. | |
Ahrimanes | Presumptuous wretch — what favours do you seek? |
Mr. Wells | Ahrimanes — mighty master — |
Chorus | Hear him — hear him now! |
Mr. Wells | Avert this terrible disaster — |
Chorus | Free him from his vow! |
SOLO — Ahrimanes | |
If thou, audacious elf, will yield | |
Chorus | Be dutiful, and obey |
Ahrimanes | Or thou — or he |
Chorus | Or thou — or he |
Mr. Wells | Or I — or he— |
Chorus | Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Ha! ha! |
Mr. Wells | Oh master, pity show! |
Chorus | No! No! |
Mr. Wells | To meet your views I'll try — |
Chorus | Ho! Ho! |
Mr. Wells | I'd rather he than I! |
Chorus | Much rather? |
Mr. Wells | Much rather! |
Chorus | Greatly prefer it? |
Mr. Wells | Greatly prefer it! |
Chorus | Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Ha! ha! Ha! ha! |
Ahrimanes | Good — be it so. |
Chorus | Farewell! Farewell! Farewell! |