Ed or l'angoscia
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DESDEMONA
E un dì sul mio sorriso
fioria la speme e il bacio,
ed or…l'angoscia in viso
e l'agonia nel cor.
A terra…nel fango…
percossa…io giacio…
m'agghiaccia il brivido
dell'anima che muor…
DAME
Pietà! Pietà! Pietà!
Ansia mortale, bieca,
ne ingombra, anime assorte in lungo orror.
Vista crudel!
Ei la colpi! Quel viso santo, pallido,
blando, si china e tace e piange e muor.
Piangon così nel ciel lor pianto gli angeli
quando perduto giace il peccator.
CAVALIERI
Mistero! Mistero! Mistero!
Quell'uomo nero è sepolcrale, e cieca
un'ombra è in lui di morte e di terror!
Strazia coll'ugna l'orrido
petto! Gli sguardi figge immoti al suol.
Poi sfida il ciel coll'atre pugna, l'ispido
aspetto ergendo ai dardi alti del Sol.
JAGO
avvicinandosi a Otello che si sarà accasciato su d'una sedia
(Una parola)
OTELLO
(E che?)
JAGO
(T'affretta! Rapido
slancia la tua vendetta! Il tempo vola).
OTELLO
(Ben parli).
JAGO
(È l'ira inutil ciancia. Scuotiti!
All'opra ergi tua mira! All'opra sola!
Io penso a Cassio. Ei le sue trame espia.
L'infame anima ria l'averno inghiotte!)
OTELLO
(Chi gliela svelle?)
JAGO
(Io).
OTELLO
(Tu?)
JAGO
(Giurai).
OTELLO
(Tal sia)
JAGO
(Tu avrai le sue novelle questa notte)
ironicamente a Roderigo
(I sogni tuoi saranno in mar domani
e tu sull'aspra terra).
RODERIGO
a Jago
(Ahi triste!)
JAGO
(Ahi stolto! stolto!
Se vuoi, tu puoi sperar; gli umani,
orsù! cimenti afferra, e m'odi).
RODERIGO
(T'ascolta).
JAGO
(Col primo albor salpa il vascello.
Or Cassio è il Duce.
Eppur se avvien che a questi
toccando la spada
accada
sventura - allor qui resta Otello).
RODERIGO
(Lugubre luce d'atro balen!)
JAGO
(Mano alla spada!
A notte folta io la sua traccia vigilo,
e il varco e l'ora scruto; il resto a te.
Sarò tuo scolta. A caccia! a caccia!
Cingiti l'arco!)
RODERIGO
(Sì! t'ho venduto onore e fe').
JAGO
a sé stesso
(Corri al miraggio! Il fragile tuo senno
ha già confuso un sogno menzogner.
Segui l'astuto ed agile mio cenno,
amante illuso, io seguo il mio pensier)
RODERIGO
a sé stesso
(Il dado è tratto! Impavido t'attendo,
ultima sorte, occulto mio destin.
Mi sprona amor, ma un avido, tremendo
astro di morte infesta il mio cammin)English Libretto or Translation:
WOMEN (to Othello)
Have pity!... Have pity!
MEN
...’Tis strange!
LODOVICO
His funerary fist...
WOMEN
Have pity! Have pity!
DESDEMONA
And once upon a time my smile
would quicken hope and kisses...
EMILIA
The tears fall silently
upon her sorrowing cheek;...
CASSIO
Reeling Fortune presses hard
upon the swift heels of time.
RODERIGO
That angel sweet
vanishes from my path.
LODOVICO
... he shakes and pants with rage,
she her ethereal face
turns weeping to the sky!
WOMEN
Have pity! Have pity! etc.
MEN
’Tis strange! ’Tis strange!
(Iago draws close to Othello who has collapsed onto a
chair.)
IAGO
A word with you.
OTHELLO
What is it?
IAGO
Make haste!
Let your vengeance be swift!
Time flies.
OTHELLO
You speak truly.
IAGO
Angry words are idle gossip. Act!
Aim at the objective, that alone!
I shall deal with Cassio.
He shall pay for his intrigues,
and hell shall swallow up his guilty soul!
OTHELLO
Who will pluck it from him?
IAGO
I myself.
OTHELLO
You?
IAGO
I have sworn.
OTHELLO
So be it.
IAGO
You shall hear more tonight.
DESDEMONA
... and now with anguish in my face
and agony in my heart...
on the ground... in the slime... stricken...
I lie...
chilled by the icy touch
of death upon my soul.
EMILIA
... no, he who weeps not for her
has no pity in his heart.
Innocent of heart, etc.
CASSIO
That which lifts me up so high
is a storm-driven tidal wave.
Reeling Fortune presses hard
upon the swift heels of time.
That which lifts me up, etc.
RODERIGO
Darkness falls upon my world, etc.
LODOVICO
She her ethereal face
turns weeping to the sky.
To see such tears as these
Pity itself might sigh,
and a stirring of compassion
melt an icy heart.
WOMEN
Mortal care weighs sullenly upon
these souls who writhe in long-drawn agony.
MEN
This black man has a graveyard air,
a sightless shadow sits within
of death and terror made!
EMILIA
The tears fall silently
upon her sorrowing cheek...
CASSIO
Reeling Fortune presses, etc.
RODERIGO
Darkness falls upon my world, etc.
LODOVICO
To see such tears as these, etc.
WOMEN
O cruel sight!
Mortal care, etc.
MEN
His nails tear at his fearsome breast!
His eyes are fixed upon the ground.
Now his dusky fist he shakes at heaven,
raising his shaggy face
towards the darts of the sun.
DESDEMONA
And once upon a time my smile...
EMILIA
... no, he who weeps not for her
has no pity.
CASSIO
That which lifts me up so high
is a storm-driven tidal wave.
RODERIGO
That angel sweet and golden-haired
vanishes from my path.
LODOVICO
... a stirring of compassion...
WOMEN
O cruel sight!
MEN
His nails tear, etc.
(Iago turns his attention to Roderigo.)
IAGO
Your dreams will be upon the seas tomorrow,
and you on the bitter shore!
RODERIGO
Ah, misery!
IAGO
Ah stupidity! Stupidity!
If you will, you may hope yet;
come, show yourself a man! Gird your loins, and listen.
RODERIGO
I hear you.
IAGO
The ship departs at first light.
Now Cassio is governor.
However, if some accident should befall him,
Othello must linger here.
Your hand on your sword!
When it is dark I’ll supervise his steps
and watch his destination and the hour,
the rest is up to you. I will be near.
A-hunting we will go!
Arm yourself for the fray!
RODERIGO
Yes! I have sold you my honour and faith.
(The voices of Iago and Roderigo become lost among
the others.)
DESDEMONA
... quickened hope and kisses, etc.
EMILIA
No, he who weeps not for her
has no pity in his heart, etc.
CASSIO
Reeling Fortune presses, etc.
LODOVICO
... melt an icy heart.
He who weeps not for her, etc.
WOMEN
O cruel sight! He struck her!
That saint-like face, so pale and gentle,
is mutely bowed, and weeps and dies.
In heaven do the angels
shed such tears as these
when before them, lost, the sinner lies.
MEN
His eyes are fixed upon the ground.
His dusky fist, etc.
WOMEN
That saint-like face...
EMILLIA
Innocent of heart, no word...
CASSIO
Reeling Fortune presses...
RODERIGO (walking away from Iago)
The die is cast!
IAGO (aside, watching Roderigo)
Go, chase the rainbow!
LODOVICO
To see such tears as these...
WOMEN
... so pale and gentle...
MEN
This black man has a graveyard air!
WOMEN
... is mutely bowed...
EMILIA
... of hate she speaks nor gesture makes,...
CASSIO
... at the swift heels of time,...
RODERIGO
The die is cast!
IAGO
Go, chase the rainbow!
LODOVICO
Pity heaves a sigh...
WOMEN
... and weeps and dies.
MEN
This black man has a graveyard air!
DESDEMONA
And once upon a time my smile...
... would quicken hope and kisses, etc.
EMILIA
... of hate she speaks, etc.
CASSIO
... Reeling Fortune presses, etc.
LODOVICO
... Pity heaves a sigh, etc.
IAGO
Go, chase the rainbow ! Your enfeebled sense
is by a web of lying dreams enmeshed, etc.
Follow the scheme my shrewd, swift wit presents,
deluded lover, I follow but myself, etc.
RODERIGO
The die is cast! Undaunted, I await
the final outcome, hidden destiny, etc.
Love spurs me on, and yet my path is plagued
by death’s dark planet, avid, menacing, etc.
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