La Boheme by Luigi Illica;Giuseppe Giacosa
page 57 of 98 (58%)
page 57 of 98 (58%)
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For love revives again in me;
If at my door you came to greet me, My heart would straight go out to meet thee! (_MUSETTA and MARCEL embrace with much fervor._) MUS. Marcel! MAR. Enchantress! SCH. This is the final tableau! (_A waiter brings in the bill._) RUD., COL. and SCH. The bill! SCH. What a bother! COL. Who bade him bring it? SCH. Let's see. (_Drums heard in the distance_) RUD. and COL. Out with your coppers! SCH. Out with your coppers, Colline, Rudolph, and you, Marcel. MAR. We've not a rap! SCH. I say! |
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