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Título: |
The beggar's opera : a ballad opera in three acts |
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Resp. Artística: |
Michael Woolcock, produção.
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Elenco: |
Com: Philip Langridge (Macheath), Anne Collins (Mrs. Peachum), Robert Lloyd (Peachum), Ann Murray (Polly Peachum), John Rawnsley (Lockit), Yvonne Kenny (Lucy Lockit), Nuala Willis (Mrs. Trapes), Christopher Gillett (Filch), Declan Mulholland (beggar); Steuart Bedford, direcção.
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Publicação: |
London : Decca, p1993 |
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ISRC: |
argo: 436 850-2 |
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Descrição Física: | 2 discos (CD) (50, 58 min.) : stereo; 12 cm + 1 folheto | |
Notas: | O folheto contém o libreto; No do Serviço de Aquisições e Tratamento Técnico | |
Área: | Música Clássica | |
Cota: | 300.GAY.05237/AB+ |
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FAIXAS* / DESCRIÇÃO: |
Ajuda
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Disco 1: | |||||
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Introduction: If poverty be a title to poetry.
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2.
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Overture.
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Act one | |||||
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Through all the employments of life.
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'Tis woman that seduces all mankind.
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Women are bitter bad judges in these cases.
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If any wench Venus' girdle wear.
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If Love the virgin's heart invade.
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A maid is like the golden ore.
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I know as well as any of the fine ladies.
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Virgins are like the fine flower in its lustre.
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Our Polly is a sad slut!.
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Can love be controlled by advice?.
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The girl shows such a readiness.
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O Polly, you might have toyed and kissed.
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I, like a ship in storms, was tossed.
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A fox may steal your hens, sir.
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O ponder well, be not severe.
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The turtle thus, with plaintive crying.
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Now I am a wretch indeed!.
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Pretty Polly say.
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My heart was so free.
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Were I laid on Greenland's coast.
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O! what pain it is to part!.
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The miser thus a shilling sees.
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And now our scene changes.
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Fill ev'ry glass.
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Success attend you!.
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Let us take the road.
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If the heart of a man is depressed with cares.
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Dear Mrs Coaxer, you're welcome!.
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It is your own choice.
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Before the barn-door crowing.
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But to be sure, sir.
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The gamesters and lawyers are jugglers alike.
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At the tree I shall suffer with plesure.
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Disco 2: | |||||
Act two: | |||||
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Noble Captain, you are welcome once more.
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Man may escape from rope and gun.
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Thus when a good housewife sees a rat.
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It is the pleasure of all you fine men.
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How cruel are the traitors.
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The first time at the looking-glass.
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Fortune be with you, Lucy.
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Such language, brother!.
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When you censure the age.
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Is then his fate decreed, sir?.
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O Macheath! I will stay with thee till death.
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Thus when the swallow.
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Shall I not claim my own?.
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How happy could I be with either.
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Really, Miss Peachum, you expose yourself.
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Cease your funning.
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Why how now, Madam Flirt!.
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No power on earth can e'er divide.
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Act three | |||||
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But all scores have a reckoning.
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Dear sir, mention not my education.
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When young at the bar.
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Ungrateful Macheath!.
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Thus gamesters united in friendship.
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And Macheath, at liberty and at large.
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The modes of the Court.
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And those two good old friends.
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Bring us then more liquor!.
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What gudgeons are we men!.
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In the days of my youth.
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Jealousy, rage, love and fear.
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I'm like a skiff on the ocean tossed.
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A curse attends a woman's love.
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But perhaps he hath a heart not capable of it.
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Among the men coquets we find.
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Come, sweet lass.
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What do I see! Oh! Macheath again in custody!!.
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Hither, dear husband, turn your eyes.
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Which way shall I turn me.
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Dear, dear father, sink the evidence.
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When my hero in court appears.
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Oh sir, if Peachum's heart is hardened.
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When he holds up his hand.
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Ourselves, like the great.
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We are ready, sir, to conduct you to the Old Bailey.
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The charge is prepared.
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O cruel, cruel case!.
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Would I might be hanged!.
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Thus i stand like the turk.
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