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No. 15 - Duett - Greta and Otto - "Here's an end to vacillation."
| Greta (off stage): | Greta, my little sister dear! Greta, I have news for you, come here! |
| Otto: | Yes, call her, let us meet again, And all the truth I'll tell her then. |
| Greta (off stage): | Greta, Greta, where are you? Hasten, pray! I beg you come without delay. |
| Otto: | |
| Here's an end to vacillation! Now at last my hope is crowned, I awake to realization That my well beloved's found. Fate capricious lifts the curtain, Doubt and error all are past, And this heart of mine is certain Its ideal is found at last. I have followed on the traces Of so many candidates; Some endowed with beauty's graces. All had some unideal traits; But this time, I'm not mistaken, It is her that I adore; And my constancy unshaken Shall be hers for ever more. Greta, I feel that you are near. |
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| Greta: | Quite right, Sir Count, for I am here. My brother tells me you would speak with me. Well, I am here before you; What is it? I am list'ning, you see. |
| Otto: (embracing her): | It is that I adore you! |
| Greta: | Ah! you love me. Me, a little singing girl. I must be calm, collected. This is so unexpected. Excuse me, please, my brain is in a whirl; You're so very far above me, You're so very far above me, Oh! Count, I can't believe you love me; |
| Both: | Here's an end to vacillation! Now at last our hope is crowned; We awake to realization That the well beloved's found. Fate capricious lifts the curtain, Doubt and error all are past, And these hearts of ours are certain Their ideal is found at last. Fate capricious lifts the curtain, Doubt and error all are past, And these hearts of ours are certain Their ideal is found at last. |
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