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"The Phantom Ship the Flying Dutchman," shrieked Schriften; "I told you so, Philip Vanderdecken; there is your father he, he!" Philip's eyes had remained fixed on the vessel; he perceived that they were lowering down a boat from her quarter. "It is possible," thought he, "I shall now be permitted!" and Philip put his hand into his bosom and grasped the relic.
It hardly does to consider the moral aspect of the play at this juncture. Vanderdecken is merely a greedy, selfish skipper who, having got into some trouble, is anxious that a pure young maiden should throw away her life that he may be comfortable. Not any casuistry or splitting of hairs can alter the plain fact "Wirst du des Vaters Wahl nicht schelten? Was er versprach, wie? dürft' es gelten?"
I leave you to your conscience if conscience you retain nor would I change this cruel death for the pangs which you in your future life will suffer. Leave me I die in the faith of my forefathers, and scorn a creed that warrants such a scene as this." "Amine Vanderdecken," cried the priest on his knees, clasping his hands in agony. "Leave me, Father."
"This is getting too deep for me," was all that I could say. "I am not absolutely confident that I have touched bottom myself," said Hall, "but I'm going to make another dive, and if I don't bring up treasures greater than Vanderdecken found at the bottom of the sea, then Dr. Syx is even a more wonderful human mystery than I have thought him to be." "What do you propose to do next?"
Again was her chamber filled with the smoke of the frankincense: again was she muttering her incantations: the magic mirror was on the boy's hand, and once more had Pedro cried out, "Philip Vanderdecken, appear!" when the door burst open, and Father Mathias, the widow, and several other people made their appearance. Amine started up Pedro screamed and ran to his mother.
But it gave Wagner three opportunities: of painting the stormy sea, of depicting the hopeless misery of the Dutchman Vanderdecken, and of expressing in music woman's most passionate and unselfish love. No one need be afraid of "not understanding" the Dutchman. The story is simplicity itself.
"My son, my noble son, before the charm is broken before we resolve, as we must, into the elements, oh! let me kneel in thanksgiving and contrition: my son, my noble son, receive a father's thanks," exclaimed Vanderdecken. Then with tears of joy and penitence he humbly addressed himself to that Being, whom he once so awfully defied.
The second mate, whose name was Krantz, was an active, good seaman, and a great favourite with Philip, who knew that he could trust to him, and it was on the afternoon of this day that he and Philip were walking together on the deck. "What think you, Vanderdecken, of that strange vessel we saw?" "I have seen her before, Krantz; and " "And what?"
Vanderdecken at once begins his story, and the pair sing a duet, which I will deal with shortly; for the moment I need only remind the reader that Senta's mind was made up in advance. When the Dutchman, almost warningly, reminds her that it is nothing less than a life's devotion he demands, she proudly answers, "Whoever you are, whatever the curse on you, I will share your life and your doom."
"You do then forgive your enemy, Philip Vanderdecken?" replied Schriften, mournfully, "for such I acknowledge myself to be." "I do, with all my heart, with all my soul," replied Philip. "Then have you conquered me, Philip Vanderdecken; you have now made me your friend, and your wishes are about to be accomplished. You would know who I am.
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