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Updated: April 30, 2025
The first object that greeted Edgardo, as he rode up to the station on the arrival of the train, was the body of Burke the Slogger hanging on the cow-catcher; the second was the face of his deserted wife looking from the windows of a second-class carriage. A nameless terror seemed to have taken possession of Clarissa, Lady Selina's maid, as she rushed into the presence of her mistress.
Edgardo was written for the great French tenor, Duprez, Lucia for Persiani. Donizetti's kindness of heart was illustrated by the interesting circumstances of his saving an obscure Neapolitan theatre from ruin. Hearing that it was on the verge of suspension and the performers in great distress, the composer sought them out and supplied their immediate wants.
The young man turned his dark liquid orbs fondly upon the ingenuous face of his betrothed. "My own Edgardo! and you still love me? You still would marry me in spite of this dark mystery which surrounds me? In spite of the fatal history of my race? In spite of the ominous predictions of my aged nurse?" "I would, Selina"; and the young man passed his arm around her yielding waist.
Siegfried, as the hero of Die Gotterdammerung, is only the primo tenore robusto of an opera book, deferring his death, after he has been stabbed in the last act, to sing rapturous love strains to the heroine exactly like Edgardo in Donizetti's Lucia.
"Leave me, Edgardo! leave me! A mysterious something a fatal misgiving a dark ambiguity an equivocal mistrust oppresses me. I would be alone!" The young man arose, and cast a loving glance on the lady. "Then we will be married on the seventeenth." "The seventeenth," repeated Selina, with a mysterious shudder. They embraced and parted.
"A fine day for the wedding," said the sexton to Swipes, the butler of Sloperton Grange. The aged retainer shook his head sadly. "Alas! there's no trusting in signs!" he continued. "Seventy-five years ago, on a day like this, my young mistress " But he was cut short by the appearance of a stranger. "I would see Sir Edgardo," said the new-comer, impatiently.
When darkness finally shrouded the landscape she started, for the sound of horse-hoofs clattered over the stones of the avenue. She had scarcely risen before an aristocratic young man fell on his knees before her. "My Selina!" "Edgardo! You here?" "Yes, dearest." "And you you have seen nothing?" said the lady in an agitated voice and nervous manner, turning her face aside to conceal her emotion.
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