Identifier: victrolabookofop00vict (find matches)
Title: The Victrola book of the opera : stories of one hundred and twenty operas with seven-hundred illustrations and descriptions of twelve-hundred Victor opera records
Year: 1917 (1910s)
Authors: Victor Talking Machine Company Rous, Samuel Holland
Subjects: Operas
Publisher: Camden, N.J. : Victor Talking Machine Co.
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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cenes in the opera takes place. The unfortunateAmfortas is brought in on a couch and prepares to preside at the ceremony. In agony ofmind and body, he endeavors to postpone the rites, but the voice of his aged father, Titurel,is heard from the dark chapel commanding him to proceed. Amfortas, in a heart-breakingplea, begs Heaven to permit him to die, to end his intolerable sufferings. Amfortas: No! Leave it unrevealed! May no one, no one know the anguish dire Awaked in me by that which raptures ye! What is the wound and all its torture wild, Gainst the distress, the pangs of Hell, In this high post—accurst to dwell!— Woeful inheritance on me pressed, I, only sinner mid the blessed, The holy house to guard for others And pray for blessings upon my purer brothers! Oh, chastning—chastning dire! descended From the Almighty One offended. For grace and for compassion yearning My panting heart is riven. The hot and sinful blood doth surge, 370 VICTROLA BOOK OF THE OPERA-WAGNERS PARSIFAL
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PANEL BY BRAUNE PARSIFAL WATCHING THE RITES ACT I Ever renewed from my yearnings fountain,Which no expiation yet can purgeHave mercy! Have mercy!God of pity, oh! have mercy! Titurels voice is again heard, urging Amfortas to proceed, and the pain-racked priestraises himself from the couch and offers the prayer of consecration. As he speaks a blind-ing ray of light streams down from the vault above and falls on the Grail, which glows witha great luster. The Cup is covered and all partake of the bread and wine, after which theyfile slowly out. During the ceremony Parsifal has stood fascinated, but with impassive face.Gurnemanz, finally out of patience, comes up and thrusts him out, saying: GURNEMANZ: Thou art, then, nothing but a fool!(He opens a small side door.)Come away, on thy road be goneAnd put my rede to use:Leave all our swans for the future aloneAnd seek thyself, gander, a goose!(He pushes Parsifal out and slams the doorangrily on him as the curtain falls.) 371 VICTROLA BOOK OF

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