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No. 6 - Legend of the Kaatskills - Gretchen and Chorus
| Gretchen: | From deep forest hoary, Lift in awful glory Mountains grey and old, That myst'ry and tradition hold; Never mortal daring Thither reckless faring E'er return'd the tale To tell to maiden pale! There, all nature slumbers, Torrents still their numbers, Silence over all Throws her drowsy pall! Oh! beware! take care, take care! Whosoe'er thou art, by the dark glen straying! Never dare to linger there, By the trancèd solitude spell-bound delaying! Spirits in the pale moonlight From a long-forgotten past glide by, Mortals to their doom invite, Hearken not the weird temptation, fly, oh! fly! |
| Chorus: | Oh! beware! take care, take care! Whosoe'er thou art, by the dark glen straying! Never dare to linger there! |
| All: | Hearken not the weird temptation, fly, oh, fly! |
| Gretchen: | Folks say that each demon Once was daring seaman, That with Hudson brave Had perish'd in the Arctic wave; Hudson, ocean rover, Who, his wild life over, Would in spirit be Near his lov'd Tappenzee! Dutch tars dress'd so quaintly, Dutch songs sounding faintly Tell that Hudson's band Somewhere are at hand. Oh! beware! take care, take care! Whosoe'er thou art, by the dark glen straying! Never dare to linger there, By the trancèd solitude spell-bound delaying! Spirits in the pale moonlight From a long-forgotten past glide by, Mortals to their doom invite, Hearken not the weird temptation, fly, oh! fly! |
| Chorus: | Oh! beware! take care, take care! Whosoe'er thou art, by the dark glen straying! Never dare to linger there! |
| All: | Hearken not the weird temptation, fly, oh, fly! |
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British Musical Theatre | Rip Van Winkle
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