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Calypso and Telemachus

An Opera
Hughes, John (1677-1720)
  
CALYPSO AND TELEMACHUS.
  
[dedication]
  
[castlist]
  
[section]

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ACT I.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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SCENE VI.
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SCENE VII.
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ACT II.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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SCENE VI.
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SCENE VII.
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SCENE VIII.
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SCENE IX.
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SCENE X.
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SCENE XI.
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SCENE XII.
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ACT III.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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SCENE VI.
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SCENE VII.
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SCENE VIII.
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SCENE IX.
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SCENE X.

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SCENE VIII.

Telemachus, Mentor.
Tel.
What Hand Divine?—
My Friend!—'tis he, the real Godlike Mentor!
Yet how can I with guilty Eyes behold him?

Ment.
Return, return to Friendship and to Glory!

Tel.
O no—I'm lost in Shame.
Why did you save me?—let me dye—
Yet let me dye within those generous Arms!
I cannot live—
And think how I have wrong'd thy wondrous Bounty.

Ment.
This glowing Virtue on thy Cheek
Restores thee to thy self and me.
Yet fly—Telemachus!
Fly from this enchanted Ground
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That sinks away beneath thee; Snares and Ruin
Are spread thro' all the treacherous Soil.

Tel.
Lead me, my Guardian Spirit, save me!
But oh!—

Ment.
What is that breathing Sorrow?

Tel.
O Eucharis!
Alas! forgive my Soul's returning Softness.

Ment.
Awake from that illusive Dream!
She's gone, the fleeting Shadow's gone;
Calypso gives her to the changeful God,
The Price of vow'd Revenge on thee.

Tel.
O let me once behold the mourning Fair!

Ment.
Still she deludes thee,
Th'alluring Cup she lately gave
Was fill'd with noxious Juice
T'inslave thy Reason's nobler Pow'rs.

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Two VOICES.
Ment.
O break the Charm, the Charmer leave,
Nor let her more thy Heart deceive.

Tel.
I'll break the Charm, the Charmer leave,
Nor shall she more my Heart deceive.

Tel.
'Tis done—O false ensnaring Beauty!
In this last Sigh—Farewel.

[Aside.
[Here a Machine of Clouds descending fills the Stage, separating Mentor from Telemachus.]
Tel.
Where am I now? O lost Telemachus?
Does Mentor too forsake me?
See! see what stores of Vengeance are descending?
Great Jove—I wait thy mighty Will,
Here end my Life, or ease my Sorrow!
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Joy forsakes me, Hope is fled.
Break ye low'ring Clouds asunder,
Pour your Thunder
Quick on this devoted Head!
Joy forsakes me, Hope is fled.

[The Clouds opening on a sudden, the Stage is illuminated, and in the midst of the Machine Mentor now appears as Minerva.]
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