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ACT 1
No. 8: QUINTETT & CHORUS
INEZ, VASQUEZ, JOSÉ & SANCHO:
Hand of Fate! we wait thy token!
Voice of Fate! when shall thy word be spoken?
Hither lead upon the mountain way
The man to whom we are fated to obey!
RITA:
Fate! kind Fate! in hope I wait thy token!
Fate! kind Fate! when shall thy word be spoken?
Speed! speed my note upon its homeward way.
Fate! O kind Fate! for liberty I pray.
VASQUEZ: (in a feigned voice)
An hour ago, Among the hills below,
I came across a strange, a foreign face.
He bore a load,
Had lost his road,
And even now is wandering near the place.
JOSÉ:
Had he a pack
Upon his back?
With money ready to our hand?
SANCHO:
It matters not
What he has got,
We'll make him Captain of our band.
INEZ, VASQUEZ, JOSÉ:
Whoe'er is there?
INEZ, VASQUEZ, JOSÉ & SANCHO:
We swear
We'll take him
And make him
Captain of our band.
ENSEMBLE.
RITA & JUANITA: | INEZ, VASQUEZ, JOSÉ, SANCHO & CHORUS: |
Fate, kind Fate! in hope I wait thy token, | Hand of Fate! we wait thy token, |
Fate, kind Fate! when shall thy word be spoken? | Voice of Fate! when shall thy word be spoken? |
Speed, speed my note upon its homeward way, | Hither lead upon the mountain way |
Fate! O kind Fate! | The man whom we are |
For liberty I pray. | we are fated to obey, |
Speed, speed my note upon its homeward way, | Hither lead upon the mountain way, |
O Fate, kind Fate! for liberty, | The man whom we are fated, |
For liberty I pray! | Are fated to obey! |
All disappear. RITA lingers watching the goatherd, VASQUEZ, who
appears to be giving final instructions to PEDRILLLO.
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