Don Carlo (1884 version in four acts)
Characters:
FILIPPO II, King of Spain (Basso)
DON CARLO, Infante of Spain (Tenor)
RODRIGO, Marquis of Posa (Baritone)
THE GREAT INQUISITOR, blind, nonagenarian (Low)
UN FRATE (Low)
ELISABETTA DI VALOIS (Soprano)
THE EBOLI PRINCESS (Mezzosoprano)
TEBALDO, page of Elisabetta (Soprano)
THE COUNTESS OF AREMBERG (Mima)
THE COUNT OF LERMA (Tenor)
A REAL ARALDO (Tenor)
CHOIR
Flemish Deputies, Inquisitors, Lords and Dames of the Court of Spain, People, Paggi, Guards of Philip II, Friars, Family of the Holy Office, Soldiers, Magistrates, Deputies of the Provinces of the Spanish Empire
ACT ONE
PART ONE
The Cloister of the Convent of San Giusto.
On the right an illuminated chapel. You can see the tomb of Charles V through a gilded gate. On the left, door that leads outside. At the bottom of the inner door of the Cloister. Garden with tall cypress trees. It's dawn.
FIRST SCENE
Chorus of Friars, a Friar, then Don Carlo. The choir salutes from the chapel. On the scene, a friar, prostrated before the grave, prays in a low voice.
CHOIR
Charles the Supreme Emperor
It is no more than mute dust:
Of the heavenly his factor
The alma alters or trembles at the footer.
THE FRIAR
He wanted to reign over the world
Obblowing Him who in heaven
Mark the faithful path to the stars.
The immense pride was, it was his deep error.
CHOIR
Charles the Supreme Emperor
It is no more than mute dust:
Of the heavenly his factor
The alma alters or trembles at the footer.
Lord, your fury does not lead on his heart. Have mercy! Mr...
THE FRIAR
Great is God alone - and if He wants it.
The earth and the sky tremble.
Mercy God,
Piety to the sinner, to the sorrowful alma
It gives requie and gives the perdon, that come down from the sky!
The day comes up slowly. Don Carlo, pale and amazed, wandered under the vault of the cloister. It stops to listen, and the head is discovered. A bell is ringing. The Coro dei Frati leaves the chapel, crosses the scene and gets lost in the corridors of the cloister.
SECOND SCENE
Don Carlo, the Friar still in prayer
DON CARLO
I lost it! Oh supreme power!
Another ... and it's my father ... another ... and this is the King,
She who loves me has kidnapped me!
The bride promised me! Ah! how pure and beautiful
It was the day without tomorrow, in which, ebri di speme,
There was wandering in the shadows, alone together,
In the sweet soil of France,
In the Fontainebleau forest!
I saw her and her smile
New a sky opened to me!
Ouch! forever he has divided me
From that core a father, a king!
He does not promise a happy day
Of my life the sad albor ...
You stole me, or enchantress,
Cor and hope, dreams ... love!
THE FRIAR
who stopped to listen to Don Carlo's sayings
The duel of the earth
He still follows you in the cloister;
Of the core sol the war
In heaven it will calm down.
Ring the bell. The Friar sets off again
DON CARLO
His voice! ... My heart trembles ...
It seemed to me ... what a terror!
See the Imperator, who is in the lane
The serto asconde and the lorica d'ôr.
It is a voice that still appears in the cloister!
THE FRIAR
in the interior, moving further and further away
The war in heaven will calm down.
SCENE THIRD
Don Carlo, Rodrigo
RODRIGO
It's him! ... just ... the Infante!
DON CARLO
Or my Rodrigo!
It is you! are you, that I hold on to the breast?
RODRIGO
Height!
O my prence and mister!
DON CARLO
And the heaven that sends you to me in my sorrow,
Angiol consolator!
RODRIGO
The hour rang; you call the Flemish people!
Soccorrer tu lo dêi; he makes you his savior!
But what did I see? what pallor, what penalty! ...
A flash of pain on your eyelash!
You're silent! ... Sighs! You have the heart!
With transport of affection
My dear, with me divide
Your crying, your pain!
DON CARLO
My salvator, my brother, my faithful,
Let me cry in you!
RODRIGO
Pour me into your cruel torment,
Your soul is not closed for me!
Speaks!
DON CARLO
Do you want it? My misfortune learn,
And what horrible strale
The heart pierced me!
I love ... insane love ... Elizabeth!
RODRIGO
aghast
Your mother! Right heaven!
DON CARLO
Which pallor!
The look bends to the ground!
Ouch! sad,
You yourself, my Rodrigo,
Do you go away from me?
RODRIGO
No! ... no, Rodrigo
Still love you! I can swear.
Suffer? for me the universe dispar!
This arcane from the King was not
surprised again?
DON CARLO
No.
RODRIGO
So he got from him to leave for Flanders.
Keep your heart out, - worthy of you
Opra you will do, - learn omai
In the midst of oppressed people to become a King!
DON CARLO
I will follow you, brother.
RODRIGO
I heard the sound of a bell
Listen! the saint asil opens up already; here they will come
Philip and the Queen.
DON CARLO
Elizabeth!
RODRIGO
Give me the spirit that falters next to me!
Serena still your star in high shines.
Question to the heavens of the strong virtue!
DON CARLO AND RODRIGO
God who
alma infuse
Love you wanted and hope,
Desio in the core turn on
You déi of freedom.
Giuriam set to live
And to die together;
On earth, in heaven join
Your goodness can do it.
RODRIGO
Come forwards.
DON CARLO
Oh terror! Alone to see her I tremble!
Philip, leading Elizabeth, appears in the midst of the Friars. Rodrigo has moved away from Don Carlo who bows before the dark and suspicious King. He tries to stop his emotion. Elisabetta winces in the reveder Don Carlo. The King and Queen advance, and go towards the chapel where is the tomb of Charles V, before which Philip kneels for a moment bare-headed; then he continues his journey with the Queen
THE CHORUS
from inside while the King passes
Charles the Supreme Emperor
It is no more than mute dust:
Of the heavenly his factor
The alma alters or trembles at the footer.
RODRIGO
Courage!
DON CARLO
It's his! Misfortune!
I lost it!
RODRIGO
Come to me; the stronger the core you will have!
DON CARLO AND RODRIGO
with enthusiasm
Together we will live, and we will die together!
They leave
SECOND PART
A delightful site at the Porte del Chiostro di S. Giusto. A fountain; plates seats; groups of oranges, pines and lentisks. On the horizon the blue mountains of Extremadura. At the far right, the door of the Convent. It is ascended by a few steps.
FIRST SCENE
The Princess of Eboli, Tebaldo, the Countess of Aremberg, Dame della Regina, Paggi
The ladies are seated on the plates around the spring. The pages are standing around them. A page quenches a mandoline.
CHOIR
Under the thick, immense firs,
What a fan of shadows and quiet
Mite screen to the sacred ostel,
We repair and restores us
I keep the bits to the living ardors,
What the sky is about us!
THEOBALD
enters the scene with the Princess of Eboli
The soil is of a thousand florets
Of the pines s'odis - the susurrar,
And under the shade - open the flight
Here the nightingale - more pleased par.
CHOIR
Beautiful is to hear in among the plants
Mutter the lover source
Stilla to drip, its pain!
And, if the sun is more scorching,
Nice is the slow hour
In between the shadows and in the middle of the flowers !.
EBOLI
Among these walls, the Queen of Spain
It can only penetrate.
You want, comrades, already that the stars in heaven
Check out they are not yet,
Sing a tune?
CHOIR
I will follow your whim,
O princess: careful udrem.
EBOLI
to Tebaldo
Give me the mandoline:
And we sing all together.
Let's sing the saracina song,
That of the Veil, propitious to love.
Song of the veil
the page accompanies it on the mandolin
EBOLI
In the gardens - of the beautiful
Saracin - hostel,
At the oily, - at the rezzo
Of the allòr - of the flowers
A beautiful - almèa,
All closed in vel,
Contemplar parea
A star in the sky.
Mohammed, king dark,
At the garden he goes;
He says to her: "I love you,
O gentle beauty;
He comes to you, he invites you
To reign the king;
The coveted queen
It is no longer from me ".
CHOIR
Weave the veils,
Vaghe donzelle,
Mentr'è in the skies
The major star
They are the veils, at the shining of the stars,
They are the most dear veils to love.
EBOLI
"But I just discern,
(Clear the sky is not)
Hair - beautiful,
The short man, the footer.
Deh! raises the veil
What's up to me;
Be like the sky
Without ve you de '".
If your cor will you want
To give me in don,
My throne will have,
What a sovereign I am.
Do you want it? t'inchina,
I want you.
Allah! Queen!".
Mohammed screamed.
CHOIR
Weave the veils,
Vaghe donzelle,
As long as it is in the skies
The major star
They are the veils, at the shining of the stars,
They are the most dear veils to love.
SECOND SCENE
Say, Elizabeth, coming out of the Convent
CHOIR
Queen!
EBOLI
to himself
(arcane
Mestizia on its core weighs each one).
ELIZABETH
sitting at the source
A happy song rang out.
Between itself
(Alas, I will go out of my mind that happy was my heart!)
SCENE THIRD
Sayings and Rodrigo
Rodrigo appears in the background. Tebaldo advances towards him, speaks to him in a low voice, then returns to the Queen
THEOBALD
presenting Rodrigo
The Marquis of Posa, great of Spain.
RODRIGO
bowing to the Queen, then covrendosi
Woman!
For Your Majesty, the august mother a sheet
He told me in Paris.
He hands the letter to the Queen; then he adds in a whisper, giving her a ticket together with the real sheet
(Read in the name of eternal grace!)
Showing the letter to the ladies
Here is the regal seal, the fiordalisi d'or.
Elizabeth remains a confused moment, immobile, while Rodrigo approaches the Princess of Eboli
EBOLI
in Rodrigo
What ever is done in French,
So kind, so kind?
RODRIGO
at Eboli
We already speak of a great tournament
And the king will be in the tournament.
ELIZABETH
looking at the note, to himself
(Ah, I do not dare - open it again;
If the fo, I betray - of the King the honor.
Because I tremble! This alma is still pure.
God reads me in cor).
EBOLI
in Rodrigo
The French are so kind
And of elegance, of grace they boast.
RODRIGO
at Eboli
In you shine alone you will see
Grace together with beauty.
EBOLI
in Rodrigo
It is never true at regal holidays
The French have such beauty,
What in the sky do they find rivals?
RODRIGO
at Eboli
The most beautiful will miss them.
ELIZABETH
to himself, reading the note
(For the memory that binds us, in the name
From a past dear to me,
You entrust yourself to him, I beg you. CAREO).
EBOLI
in Rodrigo
In court dances, for our mantles
Are silk and gold elegant?
RODRIGO
at Eboli
Everything is fine when it comes to it
Your grace and beauty.
ELIZABETH
in Rodrigo
Grate I am - A favor ask the Queen.
RODRIGO
strongly
I accept and not for me.
ELIZABETH
to himself
(I just support myself!)
EBOLI
in Rodrigo
Those who are more worthy of you may see it
Indulge?
ELIZABETH
to himself
(Oh terror!)
EBOLI
Say it! Who?
ELIZABETH
Who ever?
RODRIGO
Carlo, who is sol - our love,
He lives in the duol - on this soil.
And nobody knows - how much pain
Of his beautiful cor - faire the flower.
In you the hope - it is of those who groans;
Peace and vigor exist.
Given it is - see you again,
If he returns, he will be safe.
EBOLI
to himself
(One day I was staying with his mother
I saw Carlo trembling ... Amor avria for me? ..)
ELIZABETH
to himself
(The pain in me gets worse,
To see him again is to die!)
EBOLI
to himself
(Why hide it from me?)
RODRIGO
Carlo del Re - his parent
Locked up the core - everyone found,
And yet I do not know - who of love
More worthy sari - ah, inver no'l know.
One, only one of love
Disappear the duol - faria from the core;
Given it is - see you again,
If he returns, he will be safe.
ELIZABETH
with dignity and resolution to Tebaldo who has approached
Go, ready I'm the son to see again.
EBOLI
between herself agitated
(Will he ever dare? ... could open my heart!)
Rodrigo takes the hand of the princess of Eboli and goes away with her speaking in a low voice
FOURTH SCENE
Sayings, and Don Carlo
Don Carlo shows himself led by Tebaldo. Rodrigo speaks softly to Tebaldo who enters the convent. Don Carlo approaches Elisabetta slowly and bows without looking up at her. Elizabeth, containing her emotion with difficulty, orders Don Carlo to approach. Rodrigo and Eboli exchange signs with the Dames, they go away, and end up dispersing in the trees. The Countess d'Aremberg and the two ladies remain standing alone, at a distance, unaware of the behavior they must have. Little by little the Countess and the Ladies go from bush to bush picking up some flowers, and move away.
DON CARLO
first calmly, then gradually becoming animated
I come to ask my Queen for mercy.
That which in cor of the King holds the prime place
He can only get this grace for me.
This aura is fatal, it oppresses me, tortures me,
Like the thought of a misfortune,
I leave! He is mestier! Go make me the King.
In Flanders.
ELIZABETH
moved
My child!
DON CARLO
vehemently
Such name no; but that
On the other hand! ...
Elizabeth wants to get away, Don Carlo begs the arrest
Unhappy! I can not stand anymore.
Have mercy! Suffer a lot; mercy! that I have the sky
One day only he gave me, and then he raped me!
Rodrigo and Eboli cross the scene with pouring
ELIZABETH
with a braked emotion
Prence, if Filippo wants to hear
My prayer, towards Flanders
From him put back in your man
Well you can leave tomorrow.
Rodrigo and Eboli left. Elisabetta nods to Don Carlo and wants to leave
DON CARLO
Ciel! not just one, one accent
For a petty chorus who goes!
Ah! because never speak I do not hear
In your heart some pity!
Alas! this alma is in martyrdom,
I have a gel in the core ...
Insan! I cried, I prayed in my delirium,
I turned to an icy avel marble.
ELIZABETH
moved
Why,
why accuse the cor of indifference?
You should understand my noble silence.
The duty, as a ray in my guard, shone.
Guided by that ray I will move.
I hope for it in God, in innocence!
DON CARLO
with a dying voice
Lost well - my sol tesor,
You shine - of my life!
To hear at least I can still.
This alma to the said your schiuder you see the sky!
ELIZABETH
Clement God, - so beautiful cor
Acquete his duol in the oblivion;
O Carlo, goodbye, - on this earth
Living next to you I would believe in heaven!
DON CARLO
with exaltation
Or prodigy! My heart trusts, comforts itself;
The recurrence of pain is flying,
Heavenly pity felt so much pain.
Isabella, at your foot I will die of love ...
It falls unconscious on the ground
ELIZABETH
reclined on Don Carlo
Clement God, life is lacking
In his eye he wept.
Heavenly goodness, deh! you reassure
That noble core that so penultimate.
Alas! killing the rio pain,
I will see him in my arms
To die of trouble, to die of love ...
He who the heavens destined me! ...
DON CARLO
in delirium
What voice to me from heaven goes down to speak of love? ...
Elizabeth! you ... it's you, lovely,
Assisa next to me as I saw you one day! ...
Ah! the sky lit up, the forest flourished! ...
ELIZABETH:
Or delirious! or terror!
DON CARLO
recovering and
To my
grave, To the sleep of the avel
Take me away because you want, ruthless heaven!
ELIZABETH
Carlo!
DON CARLO
Under my foot
open the earth,
Let my head be struck by lightning,
I love you, Elisabetta! ... The world is gone!
He takes her in his arms
ELIZABETH
moving away violently
Do the opra to faint run the father,
And of his blood stained
At the altar you can bring the mother.
DON CARLO
retreating frightened and fleeing desperate
Ouch! damn I am!
ELIZABETH
falling to his knees
God on us will watch!
SCENE FIFTH
Filippo, Elisabetta, Tebaldo, the Countess of Aremberg, Rodrigo, Eboli, Coro, Paggi, later entering
THEOBALD
rushing out of the cloister
The king!
FILIPPO
to Elizabeth
Why is the Queen here alone?
Not a lady at least with you?
Note there is no law my regal?
What lady of honor should be with you?
The Countess d'Aremberg comes out trembling from the crowd and introduces herself to the King
FILIPPO
to the countess
Countess, you will return to the new sol in France.
The Countess d'Aremberg breaks into tears. Everyone looks at the Queen with surprise
CHOIR
(The queen he offends!)
ELIZABETH
Do not cry, my partner,
Soothe your pain.
Bandit you are from Spain
But not from this cor
With you of my life
The dawn was still happy:
Return to his native,
My heart will follow you.
gives a ring to the Countess
Get extreme pledge
Of all my favor.
Hate unworthy outrage
Waves I blush again.
Do not say crying,
Of the raw my pain;
Return to home,
My heart will follow you.
CHORUS AND RODRIGO
Kind and pious spirto,
Acquire your pain.
FILIPPO
to himself
(As in my presence
Infuses a nobil cor!)
The Queen is separated by weeping from the Countess and goes out supporting the Princess of Eboli. The Choir follows it
SCENE SESTA
Filippo and Rodrigo, then the Count of Lerma and some Lords
FILIPPO
A Rodrigo who wants to go out
Stay tuned!
Rodrigo puts a knee on the ground; Then he approaches the king and takes off his head without any embarrassment
Near of my person
Why did not you ask to be admitted?
I know how to reward all my defenders;
You servants, I know, I trust my crown.
RODRIGO
Hope I could never from the favor of the Kings?
Sire, I am paying, the law is a shield to me.
FILIPPO
I love a spirto altier. The audacity forgives her ...
Not always ... You left the mestier of war;
A man like you, a soldier of high bloodline
Inert can remain?
RODRIGO
Where Spain needs a sword,
A vindice man, a guardian of honor,
Bentosto will shine my blood soaked!
FILIPPO
Well I know .. but for you who can do?
RODRIGO
Nothing for me, but for others ...
FILIPPO
For others?
What do you want to say?
Rodrig
I will speak, if serious,
Sire, there is not.
FILIPPO
Speech!
RODRIGO
O mister, from Flanders, arrival,
That country one day so beautiful;
Of every light or made without
Spira orror, par muto avel!
The orphan that has no place
For the streets weeping goes;
All strive iron and fire,
Piety is banished.
The Riviera which is red
He scours blood at the par watch;
Of the mother the cry echoes
For sons who are to die.
Blessed be God,
What narration leaves to me
This cruel agony,
Why be known to the King.
FILIPPO
With the blood only I could have peace in the world;
My brando took pride in the novators'
Who delude people with dreams mentor '...
Death in this man has a fruitful happening.
RODRIGO
That! you think, sowing death,
To plant for the eternal years?
FILIPPO
Take a look at Spains!
The artisan citizens, the plebs of the countryside
To a faithful God and to the King a complaint does not have!
The peace I give to my Flanders!
RODRIGO
with impetus
horrendous,
horrendous peace! Peace is of sepulchers!
O King, never have
Of you the history to say: Ei was Neron!
Is this the peace you give to the world?
Desta tal don terror, horror deep!
The priest is an executioner, a bandit every gunman!
The pope moans and goes out silently,
It is your immense desert, immense, horrible,
Every one of Filippo maledir is heard!
As a redemptive God, the inter renewed orbs,
You stand up to you sublime, above all king!
The world is glad for you! Give freedom!
FILIPPO
Oh strange dreamer!
You will change thought, if the man's heart
You will know, what Philip knows him!
And now ... no more! ... He understood nothing
Re ... No - do not be afraid!
But it looks at you from the great Inquisitor!
RODRIGO
Sire!
FILIPPO
You remain in my regal presence
And have you asked the King anything yet?
I want to have you with me! ...
RODRIGO
Sire!
What I am left to stay ...
FILIPPO
You're too altier!
Your gaze dared to penetrate my throne ...
Of my head, which bears the crown,
The anguish you learn and the duol!
Look inside the palace! the breathlessness surrounds her,
Awkward parent! sadder husband still!
RODRIGO
Sire, what do you say?
FILIPPO
The Queen ... a suspect tortures me ...
My child!...
RODRIGO
with impetus
Fair has the alma insiem and pure!
FILIPPO
with explosion of pain
Nothing beneath the heavens was the good he took from me!
Rodrigo, frightened, looks at Philip, without nspondere
Their destiny I entrust to you!
Look at those cor, whom a mad love drags!
It is always lawful for you to fight the Queen!
You, who alone are a man, in this human crowd,
I place the heart in the leal of your man!
RODRIGO
apart, with joy transport
Unexpected aurora in ciel appar!
The heart opened, that no one dared scrutinize!
FILIPPO
May such peace please return to me!
RODRIGO
Oh my divin dream! oh glorious hope!
The King extends his hand to Rodrigo, who bends his knee and kisses it
The canvas quickly falls
SECOND ACT
PART ONE
The Gardens of the Queen in Madrid
FIRST SCENE
A closed grove. At the bottom, under an arch of verzuira, a statue with a fountain. Light night
DON CARLO
reading a ticket
"At midnight
At the Queen's gardens
Below the allòr of the nearby source. "
It is midnight; hear
I think the murmur of the Vicin source ...
Ebbro d'amor, drunken with joy,
Elizabeth, my good, my treasure,
I wait for you! ... Come to me! ...
SECOND SCENE
Don Carlo, Eboli, veiled
DON CARLO
he believed the Queen to Eboli
You are, lovely adored,
That you appear in the middle of the flowers!
It is you! the alma blessed
Already forget his pain.
O cagion of my content,
I speak to you I can at least!
O cause of my torment,
Yes, it's you, my love, my good!
EBOLI
to himself
(A lot of loving joy is supreme for me!)
DON CARLO
The universe obbliam! you
alone, oh dear, I long for it!
The more I have not - I do not think about the future!
I love you! I love you!
EBOLI
Ah! may he love it
Your heart to my heart forever unite!
The mask is removed
DON CARLO
with pain, between oneself
(God! It's not the Queen!)
EBOLI
Or heaven! What ever thought
Does it keep you pale, motionless, and make your lip icy?
What is the difference between us?
Do not you believe in my heart, which beats only for you?
There is perhaps unknown, - still unknown
What a proud ambush at your feet?
On your head, - so far, now,
The lightning of the ciomb piombar will be able!
DON CARLO
Deh! you do not believe: - to now, to now,
More dense I see clouds in the veil;
On this head - I see each other
Ready to burst the sky's thunderbolt!
EBOLI
I heard from his father, from Posa himself
In the left tuon - of you speak.
I can save you. - I love you, I love you.
DON CARLO
Rodrigo! what mystery revealed to me!
EBOLI
restless
Ah Carlo! ...
DON CARLO
Your inver is celestial,
But closed my restar to the joy of '!
We both made a strange dream
For night, yes, kind, between the balsam of the flowers.
EBOLI
A dream! or heaven! Those burning words
On the other you believed to turn ... perhaps deluded ...
What a balen! What mystery! ...
You Queen love! ... You! ...
DON CARLO
terrified
Deh! mercy!
SCENE THIRD
Sayings, Rodrigo
RODRIGO
Who ever said! He is deliro,
He does not wipe fè - demented he is!
EBOLI
I loved love in his;
Now it is known to me - And it was lost.
RODRIGO
terrible
What do you mean?
EBOLI
Everything I know!
RODRIGO
It does not merge ..
Incautious! Tremble! I am...
EBOLI
The intimate six of the King.
Unknown is not me
But an enemy I am formidable and powerful:
It is known to you that I can - mine is unknown to you.
RODRIGO
What do you ever claim to say?
Reply.
EBOLI
Nothing.
A3:
EBOLI
in Rodrigo
My fury escaped in vain,
His destiny is in this hand.
RODRIGO
at Eboli
You must talk to us, unveil us
What ever pensier drew you here.
EBOLI
I am the tiger to the wounded corpse,
The offense invites to revenge.
RODRIGO
Furor will fall on you in heaven.
The protector is innocent.
DON CARLO
I was foolish! My ruthless destiny!
Of a mother here is the name is spotted!
But God alone can gaze
Investigate who has no fault.
EBOLI
And I, who was trembling before him! ...
She wanted it - that holy news
Of celestial virtues disguising his heart,
The libar pleasure
And whole votar - the cup of love.
er my faith! ... was daring!
RODRIGO
sniffing the dagger
You will die here.
DON CARLO
holding it
Rodrigo!
RODRIGO
No; the velen
He still did not drip that damn lip!
DON CARLO
in Rodrigo
Rodrigo, brake the cor.
EBOLI
Do not linger again.
Why late to hurt? ...
RODRIGO
throwing the dagger
No, I'm left with a hope; Mr. will inspire me.
A3:
EBOLI
to Carlo
Tremble for you, false son,
My revenge already arrives.
It trembles for you, soon the soil
Under your foot it will hatch!
DON CARLO
Everything she knows! tremendous duel!
Oppressed the cor force has not.
Everything she knows! Nor yet the soil
Under my foot will it hatch?
RODRIGO
at Eboli
Tacer tu dêi; respect the duel,
Or a severe God will punish you.
Tacer tu dêi; trembles: the soil
Under your foot it will hatch.
Eboli comes out furious
FOURTH SCENE
Don Carlo and Rodrigo
RODRIGO
Carlo, if you have important Serbian papers on you,
A few lists, a secret, trust me you must.
DON CARLO
hesitant
You! the intimate of the King! ...
RODRIGO
Still suspicious of me! ...
DON CARLO
No, you are my hope.
This heart that yes loved you
I do not know to close you.
You put all your trust in you;
Yes, these important sheets I give you.
I abandon myself to you.
RODRIGO
You can trust me.
SECOND PART
A large square before Our Lady of Atocha.
On the right the Church, which leads to a large scale. On the left a building. At the bottom, another staircase that descends to a lower square in the middle of which stands a pyre of which you can see the top. Large buildings and distant hills form the horizon. The bells ring to party. The crowd, just held by the Alabardieri, invades the scene.
FIRST SCENE
Chorus of Popolo, then chorus of Friars, who lead the condemned men.
CHOIR OF PEOPLE
Here is the day of exultation,
Honor to the greatest of the Kings!
In it they have the people 'trust,
The world is prostrated at its foot!
Our love everywhere accompanies it,
And this love will never fail.
His name is the pride of Spain,
And to live in eternity!
CHORUS OF FRIARS
between the scene leading the convicts of the Holy Office
The day dawned, say of terror,
The terrible day, the feral day.
Morran, morran! right is the rigor
Dell'Immortal.
But of pardon supreme voice
At the anatheme - it will happen,
If the sinner at the extreme hour
He will repent!
The people, remained silent for a moment, resumes the cries of joy. The friars are going away. The bells ring again.
SECOND SCENE
Say, Rodrigo, the Count of Lerma, Elisabetta, Tebaldo, Paggi, Dame, Lords of the. Court, Royal Heralds
Marcia. the cortege leaves the palace. All the Corporations of the State, the whole Court, the Deputies of all the provinces of the empire, the Great of Spain, Rodrigo is among them. The Queen in the midst of the Ladies. Tebaldo brings the mantle of Eliabetta, Paggi, etc., etc.
The cortege sails before the steps of the Church
THE ROYAL ARALDO
in front of the Church whose door is still closed, everyone will discover the Head Schiuse or the doors of the temple!
O magion of the Lord, open you now!
Or revered shrine,
To us, make our King!
CHORUS GENERAL
Open the doors of the temple!
O magion of the Lord; you open it now!
Or revered shrine,
To us, make our King!
SCENE THIRD
Sayings, Philip and Friars
The doors of the Church in opening up let us see Philip with the crown on his head, passing under a canopy among the friars. The lords bow down, the people prostrate themselves. The Great cover their heads.
FILIPPO
In laying the crown on my head,
People; in the ciel jurai, who gives it to me,
Give death to the offenders with fire and acciar.
CHOIR
Glory to Philip! and glory in heaven!
All bow silently. Philip goes down the steps of the temple and goes to take Elizabeth's hand to continue his journey
FOURTH SCENE
Sayings, Don Carlo, Flemish deputies
The Flemish deputies, dressed in brown, suddenly appear, led by Don Carlo, and throw themselves at Philip's feet
ELIZABETH
(Here Carlo! O ciel!)
RODRIGO
(What he thinks is Suspending him!)
FILIPPO
Who are they prostrate before me?
DON CARLO
Son messagger 'del
Brabant and Flanders
May your son adduce before the King.
THE DEPUTIES
Sire, no, the extreme hour
He still did not play for the Flemings in the duel.
A whole popul impacts you,
Make that in tears so always does not gema.
If your core is pitiful
Peace and clemency demand in the pious temple,
Pity of us take you, and save our soil,
O King, who had your power from God.
FILIPPO
To God you were treacherous,
Infuse your king.
It is the Flemish who rebel me:
Guards, go away from me.
ELIZABETH
The king, his sovereign hand, extends over them
You find pity, Mr., the Flemish in the duol:
In his martyr - near to die,
Ouch! he already sends his extreme sigh.
FRIARS
No, they are treacherous
In God they have no faith;
See the rebels in them!
All the rigor - mertan of the King!
DON CARLO, ELISABETTA, RODRIGO, TEBALDO, FIAMMINGHI AND ALL THE PEOPLE
The king over his sovereign hand extends over them
You find pity, Mr., the Flemish in the duol:
In his martyr - near to die,
Ouch! he already sends his extreme sigh.
The King wants to go further. Don Carlo stands before him
DON CARLO
O Sire! time he is alive. Tired out
I am following a dark existence
In this soil!
If God wants your serto
This front of my face one day to cinger,
Prepare for Spain a King worthy of her!
Brabant and Flanders give to me.
FILIPPO
Foolish! You ask so much dare!
You want me to give myself
To you the acciar that would immolate the King!
DON CARLO
God reads us in the heart; God judges us.
ELIZABETH
I tremble!
RODRIGO:
And he lost himself!
DON CARLO
snudging the sword
I swear to the God of heaven!
I will be your salvator, Flemish people, me alone!
CHOIR
The acciar! Before the King!
The Infant is beyond himself.
FILIPPO
Or guards, unarmed
Be it. Sir, support of my throne,
Unarmed he is! ... But what? nobody?...
DON CARLO
Now well! of you who will dare it? ...
At this acciar who will escape! ...
The Great of Spain retreat before Don Carlo
The furious King grabs the sword of the Commander of the Guards, which is near him
RODRIGO
advancing to Don Carlo
To me the sword.
DON CARLO
Or heaven! You! Rodrigo! ...
CHOIR
He! Laying!
Don Carlo puts his sword back to Rodrigo who bows in presenting it to the King
FILIPPO
Marquis, Duca you are
Let's go to the party now!
CHOIR OF PEOPLE
Here is the day of exultation,
Honor to the greatest of the Kings!
In it they have the people 'trust,
The world is prostrated at its foot!
Our love everywhere accompanies it,
And this love will never fail.
His name is the pride of Spain,
And to live in eternity!
CHORUS OF FRIARS
The day dawned, say of terror,
The terrible day, the feral day.
Morran, morran! right is the rigor
Dell'Immortal.
But of perdòn supreme voice
The anathema will happen,
If the sinner at the extreme hour
He will repent!
The King sets off by giving his hand to the Queen: the Court follows him. They go to take their seats in the tribune reserved for them for autodafè. You see the flare of the flames away
A VOICE FROM THE SKY
Fly to the sky, fly, poor alme,
You hasten to enjoy the peace of the Lord!
FIAMMINGHI DEPUTIES
on the sidelines, while the fire is lit.
And you can suffer it, or heaven! Do not extinguish those flames!
That pyre punitor is kindled in your name!
The flame rises from the stake. The canvas goes down
ACT THIRD
PART ONE
The King's Cabinet in Madrid.
FIRST SCENE
Philip absorbed in deep meditation, leaning on a table cluttered with papers, where two editors end up consumed. Dawn already illuminates the glazed windows.
FILIPPO
as dreamy
She never loved me! ... That closed soul is to me,
Love does not have for me! ...
I see her still contemplate sad face
My white crin the day that here in France came.
No, amor does not have for me! ...
As returning in itself
Where are they? ... Those doppers! ...
Near to finish! ... The aurora whitens my veron!
The day already appears. Pass my slow days!
Sleep, oh God! disappeared from my languishing eyes!
I will sleep alone in the mantle of my gift
When my day came in the evening,
I will sleep alone under the black vôlta
There in the Escurïal vault.
Ah! if the serto real gave me the power
To read in the cor, that God can only see! ...
If the pré sleeps, the traitor watches.
The serto loses the king, the consul the honor.
I will sleep alone in the mantle of my gift,
When my day came in the evening,
I will sleep alone under the black vôlta
There in the Escurïal vault.
He falls back in his meditations
SECOND SCENE
Filippo. The Grand Inquisitor, blind, nonagenarian, enters supported by two Dominican friars. The Count of Lerma.
THE COUNT OF LERMA
The Great Inquisitor!
The Inquisitor
Am I dinant to the King? ...
FILIPPO
Yup; I called you, my father! In doubt I am.
Carlo fills me with a bitter sadness.
The infant is rebel to me, armed against his father.
The Inquisitor
Which means to punish you choose?
FILIPPO
Extreme half.
The Inquisitor
I notice I am!
FILIPPO
Running away ... or the ax ...
The Inquisitor
Ebben!
FILIPPO
If the son to death send, does your hand absolve me?
The Inquisitor
The peace of the empire is the day of a rebel.
FILIPPO
Can I immolate son in the world, I Christian?
The Inquisitor
To redeem God for his sacrifice.
FILIPPO
But can you give vigor to the law so severe?
The Inquisitor
Wherever he will have vigor, if he had it on Calvary.
FILIPPO
Will nature, amor tacer, be able in me?
The Inquisitor
Everything must be silent to exalt the faith.
FILIPPO
It's fine.
The Inquisitor
Does not the King want to interrogate me on the other?
FILIPPO
No.
The INQU15ITORE
Then it is I who will speak to you, Sire.
Never in the unhealthy world did the heresy dominate,
But there are those who want to mine the divine mansion,
The friend he is of the King, faithful his companion,
The démon tentator that drives him to ruin.
Di Carlo the betrayal that came to irritate you
In comparison with his, futile game appar.
And me, the Inquisitor; I who often raised
Above all, I hold my mighty hand,
Big guys down here, forgetting my baby,
I leave quietly a great rebel ... and the King.
FILIPPO
To traverse the painful days in which we live
In my Court, in vain, I have sought what I desire.
A man! A loyal cor! ... I found it!
The Inquisitor
Why
A man? Because then you have the name of Re,
Sire, if any one is equal to you?
FILIPPO
No more, friar!
The Inquisitor
The ideas of the novators in you are penetrated!
You want to break with your weak hand
The holy yoke, extended over the Roman orbe! ..
Return to your duty; the Church all'omom that hopes,
To those who repent, they can offer the whole venia;
To you I ask Mr. di Posa.
FILIPPO
No, never!
The Inquisitor
O King, if I am not with you in the royal host
Today, I swear to God, you would be
At the Inquisitor at the supreme tribunal.
FILIPPO
Brother! too bad that cruel language.
The Inquisitor
Why then summon Samuel's shadow?
Given I have two lines to the kingdom of your power! ..
The opra of so many destroy, you want, demented! ...
Why am I here? Who wants the. King from me?
To exit
FILIPPO
My father, who among us peace hotels still.
INQUISITOR:
Peace!
FILIPPO
Obbliar you of the past.
INQUISITOR:
Maybe!
Goes out
FILIPPO
only
So the throne fold
he will always have to the altar!
SCENE THIRD
Philip, Elizabeth
ELIZABETH
entering and throwing himself at the feet of the King
Justice! or Sire! I have fè
In the loyalty of the King.
I am in your cruelly treated Court
And from obscure, unknown, outraged enemies.
The casket where I close, Sire, all a treasure,
I gioiel '... other objects dear to me even more ...
They kidnapped me! ... Justice! the complaint
From Your Majesty!
In seeing the terrible impression on the face of the King, Elizabeth stops frightened. The King gets up slowly, approaches a table, takes a box and presents it to the Queen
FILIPPO
What you are looking for
There he is!
ELIZABETH
Sky!
FILIPPO
To you to open it like it.
Elisabetta refused
FILIPPO
breaking the casket
Ebben, I will open it.
ELIZABETH
to himself
(Ah, I feel like dying!)
FILIPPO
The portrait of Carlo! ...
ELIZABETH
Yup.
FILIPPO
Among your jewels!
ELIZABETH
Yup.
FILIPPO
Confess it dare! To me!
ELIZABETH
I know it! Yup!
You know it well, - one day, a promise
To your son - it was my man;
Now I belong to you - to God softly,
But immaculate - what a lily I am.
And now you suspect
The honor of Elisabeth! ..
You doubt me ...
And whoever takes me is the King!
FILIPPO
Hurried too much - you favellate!
Weak, believe me and challenge me, you seem to:
Weakness in me can become furor.
Quiver yourself - for you, for me.
ELIZABETH
What is my fallir?
FILIPPO
Perjured!
If such infamy filled the measure,
If I betrayed you, I swear it before the heavens,
The blood I will pour! ...
ELIZABETH
Mercy you make me.
FILIPPO
Ah! pity of adulterous consort!
ELIZABETH
fainting
Ah!
FILIPPO
opening the doors from the bottom
Aita to the Queen!
FOURTH SCENE
Sayings, Rodrigo and the Princess of Eboli
EBOLI
to himself, terrified to see the Queen fainted
(Heaven that I ever did! Alas!)
RODRIGO
Sire, subject is half of the earth to you:
You would then be in such a vast empire
The sun, which you can not command?
A 4:
FILIPPO
to himself
(Ah, be damned, fatal suspect,
Opera d'un demòn - of an infernal demon!
No - did not stain - the sworn fe,
His pride - he tells me!)
RODRIGO
to himself
(Now it is time to oprar played,
Hideous thunderbolt - in heaven shone!
What for Spain - a dark-haired man ...
Glad to happen - I will leave them).
EBOLI
to himself
(I lost it! Oh fatal remorse!
He committed an infernal crime!
That noble heart betrayed him!
I lost it! ... I will die of it!)
ELIZABETH
recovering and
What happened! ... O sky! - in tears, in a duel
Everyone, o mother, - left me.
Foreigner, - in this soil,
Hope only in the sky I will have.
(The King, after hesitating for a moment, goes away, Rodrigo follows him with a determined gesture, Eboli remains alone with the Queen)
SCENE FIFTH
Elisabetta and Eboli
EBOLI
throwing himself at Elisabeth's feet
Have mercy! perdon! ... for the rea repentance.
ELIZABETH
At my foot! You! What's the fault?
EBOLI
Ah! my remorse kills me!
Tortured is my core.
Angel of Heaven, august and pious Queen,
Know to what demon hell gives you prey:
That casket ... I am the one who fought it.
ELIZABETH
You!
EBOLI
Yes, it's me, it's me that accused you!
ELIZABETH
You!
EBOLI
Love, fury ...
The hate he had for you ...
The cruel jealousy that straced my heart
Against you I excite me.
I loved Carlo, and Carlo despised me!
ELIZABETH
Did you love it? Arise.
EBOLI
No! another fault yet!
ELIZABETH
Yet!!
EBOLI
The King ... pity! ...
Do not swear to me! ...
Yes ... seduced ... lost ...
The error that impounded you ... - I myself ... had committed.
ELIZABETH
Give me the cross!
The Court lets you leave with the novel day!
Between the esiglio and the vel
Choose will you!
Goes out
EBOLI
getting up
Alas!
The more I will not see, no, the Queen more than ever!
SCENE SESTA
Eboli
EBOLI
one
Gift fatal, gift cruel
That in heaven he made me heaven!
You who make us so vain and other
I curse you, sad beauty.
Versar, versar sol I can cry,
I'm afraid I do not - I'll have to suffer!
My crime is horrible
That will never delete it!
Oh my Queen, I immolated you
To the crazy error - of this cor.
Only in a cloister in the world now
I will have to hide my pain!
Oh heaven! And Carlo! to death tomorrow I'll see! ...
One day I remain, ah! the m'arride
Heaven be blessed! I will save him! ...
Precipitated
SECOND PART
Don Carlo's prison. A dark basement, in which some furnishings of the Court were hurriedly tossed. At the end of the iron gate that separates the prison from a court that dominates it and in which the guards come and go. A staircase leads you from upper floors of the building.
FIRST SCENE
Don Carlo and Rodrigo
Don Carlo is seated, with his head in his hands absorbed in his thoughts. Rodrigo enters, speaks in a whisper to some officers who leave immediately. He contemplates Don Carlo with sadness. These to a movement of Rodrigo shakes.
RODRIGO
It's me, my Carlo.
DON CARLO
O Rodrigo, to you
Well grateful to be of Charles at the prison.
RODRIGO
My Carlo!
DON CARLO
Well you know it; the vigor left me!
D'Isabella love tortures me and kills me ...
No, I do not have more living peers! But you,
You can save them still; oppressed no longer.
RODRIGO
Ah! known appien you are my affection!
Get out of this horrendous avel.
Happy again, if I embrace you, I can!
I saved you!
DON CARLO
What's up?
RODRIGO
Convien here to say goodbye!
Don Carlo remains motionless looking at Rodrigo with anger
For me, the supreme day is here,
No, we will never see each other again;
God joins us in heaven,
He who rewards his followers.
On my eyelids I cry;
Lagrimar so, why?
No, it is cor, the extreme spiro
Happy is it to those who will die for you.
DON CARLO
shivering
What are you talking about death?
RODRIGO
Listen, time is ticking.
I have already a tremendous thunderbolt on me!
Plus you are not the king's rival today.
The proud agitator of Flanders ... it's me!
DON CARLO
Who can lend!
RODRIGO
The trials are tremendous!
Your sheets found in my capacity ...
Of the rebellious witnesses are clear,
And this boss is certainly already priced at the price.
Two men descend the prison stairway. One of them is dressed in the habit of the Holy Office; the other is armed with an arquebus. They stop for a moment and show Don Carlo and Rodrigo, who do not see them
DON CARLO
Unveil everything to the King.
RODRIGO
No, you keep yourself at Flanders,
You keep yourself big, you'll have to comp ...
A new secol d'òr renaissance you will do,
You must reign and I will die for you.
The man who is armed with an arquebus aims at Rodrigo and pulls
DON CARLO
terrified
Sky! the death! for whom?
RODRIGO
mortally wounded
For me!
The revenge of the Re - delay could not!
It falls into the arms of Don Carlo
O Carlo, listen, your mother waits for you
In San Giusto doman; everything she knows ...
Ah! I miss the land ... My dear,
Give me the man! ...
I will die, but pleased in core,
Because I was so serbar
A savior to Spain!
Ah! ... of me ... not ... you ... forget it ...
He died. Don Carlo desperately falls on Rodrigo's body
SECOND SCENE
Filippo with continuation, Grandi di Spagna. Don Carlo, the Count of Lerma, Eboli, the Grand Inquisitor
FILIPPO
My Charles, I give you the sword ...
His arms are stretched out
DON CARLO
Rocking back!
desperately
And your blood-soaked man! Horror!
A fraternal kiss unites us ... he loved me ...
His life sacrificed for me!
FILIPPO
moved, discovering the head in front of Rodrigo's body
Presage my feral!
DON CARLO
You no longer have a child! No my kingdoms
Stan, near him!
Contemplating Rodrigo
FILIPPO
Who makes me that man?
Falls knees at the corpse. It's like playing on a flock
ALL
Ciel! it sounds like a flock!
THE COUNT OF LERMA
The people are in fury!
It's the infant you want!
FILIPPO
The doors are open!
ALL
Sky!
FILIPPO
Obey! Obey! I want it!
THE CHOIR OF THE PEOPLE
Perir will have to arrest us attentive!
Feriam, feriam without theme, or pity!
Tremar each will have to, head over
In front of the people, to the ultor people!
EBOLI
masked, to Don Carlo
It goes! flee!
FILIPPO
to the people
What do you want?
THE CHORUS
The Infante!
FILIPPO
pointing to Don Carlo
He is here!
The Inquisitor
Oh! infamous sacrilege!
THE PEOPLE
in dieting
The Great Inquisitor!
The Inquisitor
On! you prostrate yourself
Before the King, whom God protects! To the ground!
THE PEOPLE
prostrating
Mr., we pity!
THE GREAT
with the sword in his hand
Long live the King!
FILIPPO AND THE INQUISITOR
Mr., be glory ate!
The canvas goes down
ACT FOURTH
The Cloister of the Convent of San Giusto as in the First Act. Night. Moonlight.
FIRST SCENE
Elizabeth enters slowly in her thoughts, approaches the tomb of Charles V and kneels.
ELIZABETH
You who knew the vanities of the world
And enjoy deep rest in avel
If you still cry in the sky, cry on my pain,
And bring my tears to the throne of the Lord.
Carlo here dee venir! that leaves and forgets omai ...
Posa di vigil on his juraes days.
And he follows his destiny, the glory will trace it.
For me, my day in the evening has already arrived!
O France, nobil suol, so dear to my two years!
Fontainebleau! the vices are opened to you.
I swear eternally of love there God listened to me,
And this eternity one day only lasted.
Among you, vague gardens of this Iberian land,
If Carlo still has to stop the steps in the evening,
That the clods, the ruscel ', the sources, the woods, the flowers,
Our harmonies sing with their harmonies.
Goodbye, beautiful dreams d'ôr, lost illusion!
The knot broke, the light is mute!
Goodbye, two years, still! yielding to the cruel duol,
The core has a sol desir: the peace of the avel!
You who knew the vanities of the world
And enjoy in the avel of a deep rest,
If you still cry in the sky, cry on my pain,
And yours with my weeping bears the sign of the Lord.
SECOND SCENE
Don Carlo, Elisabetta
DON CARLO
It is given!
ELIZABETH
A saying, a sol; in heaven I recommend
The pilgrim who leaves; and then I ask you
To live and forget.
DON CARLO
Yes, I want to be strong:
But when love is broken, it kills before death.
ELIZABETH
No - think of Rodrigo!
It's not for crazy ideas,
What he sacrificed!
DON CARLO
On the Flemish land
I wanted him to rise sublime, sublime avel,
What ever he got a king so noble and beautiful!
ELIZABETH
The flowers of paradise will smile to him.
DON CARLO
Vague dream gave me ... and disappeared; or in breathlessness.
A pyre appears to me, which pushes vampires to heaven.
Of blood dyed a stream, made the fields an avel,
A people that dies, and I extend it to me
As in Redentor, in the days of misfortune.
I will go blessed to him, if he is off or victorious,
Plauso or crying I will have you from your mind cor.
ELIZABETH
Yes, heroism is this and its sacred flame!
Love worthy of us, love that the strong inflames!
He makes man a God! It goes! do not delay too!
Climb the Calvary and save a dying people!
DON CARLO
Yes, with your voice those people call me ...
And, if I die for her, my death is beautiful!
Ah! before this day, no human being can
Disjoint does not have mine from your man!
But won in such a great day, honor has love in me;
Business to this par renewal and mind and core!
You do not see, Elizabeth! I hold you to my breast
Neither my virtue wavers, nor will I miss it!
Now that all ended and the man withdrew
From your man, you cry?
ELIZABETH
Yes, I cry, but I admire you.
The cry is of the mind, see you can,
What a holy cry to pay women for heroes!
ELISABETTA AND DON CARLO
But up there we will see ourselves in a better world,
The hours of the eternal future play for us;
And there we will find in the womb of the Lord
The longed-for who flees to the earth Ognor!
In this day, which for us will no longer have tomorrow,
All names forget the profane affections.
DON CARLO
Goodbye, my mother!
ELIZABETH
Goodbye, my son!
DON CARLO
Ah yes, forever
Goodbye!
SCENE THIRD
Say, Philip, the Grand Inquisitor, the Friar, Family of the Holy Office
FILIPPO
taking the Queen's arm
Forever! ... I want a double sacrifice!
My duty will do.
Inquisitor
But you?
The Inquisitor
The Holy Office
His will do!
ELIZABETH
Ciel!
The Inquisitor
to the Family of the Holy Office, pointing to Don Carlo
Guards!
DON CARLO
God will avenge me!
The tribunal of blood his hand will break!
Don Carlo, defending himself, recedes to the tomb of Charles V. The gate opens, the Friar appears. It is Charles V with the mantle and with the royal crown.
THE FRIAR
to Don Carlo
The duel of the earth
He still follows us in the cloister
Only of the war
In heaven it will calm down!
The Inquisitor
It is Carlo's voice!
THE CHORUS
It's Carlo Quinto!
FILIPPO
fearful
My father!
ELIZABETH
Oh heaven!
Charles V drags the lost Don Carlo cloister
Slowly the canvas goes down