Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical, Volume 20George Daniel, John Cumberland J. Cumberland, 1828 - English drama |
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... exeunt , L. S. E. - The Chorus - Singers then advance to the front . Enter YUSEPH , L. Be silent , you soldiers , His Highness the Seraskier is coming , he is just arrived with the Turkish army under his command , to relieve Belgrade ...
... exeunt , L. S. E. - The Chorus - Singers then advance to the front . Enter YUSEPH , L. Be silent , you soldiers , His Highness the Seraskier is coming , he is just arrived with the Turkish army under his command , to relieve Belgrade ...
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... Exeunt Yuseph and Peter , R. Ghi . Poor Lilla ! I hope Leopold will carry her off . I'm sure they love each other - the whole village will rejoice at their wedding . AIR . - GHITA . All will hail the joyous day , When love his triumph ...
... Exeunt Yuseph and Peter , R. Ghi . Poor Lilla ! I hope Leopold will carry her off . I'm sure they love each other - the whole village will rejoice at their wedding . AIR . - GHITA . All will hail the joyous day , When love his triumph ...
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... Exeunt Yuseph and Peter , and Soldiers after them , R. SCENE IV . - A Room in Anselm's Cottage . Enter ANSELM , R. Ans . ( c . ) The hour is come ; I wonder Colonel Co- henberg is not yet arrived - he may be the chosen instru- ment of ...
... Exeunt Yuseph and Peter , and Soldiers after them , R. SCENE IV . - A Room in Anselm's Cottage . Enter ANSELM , R. Ans . ( c . ) The hour is come ; I wonder Colonel Co- henberg is not yet arrived - he may be the chosen instru- ment of ...
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... Exeunt , L. SCENE V. - The Seraskier's Tent , open , with curtains at the back - a carpet , and four cushions — a table , L.— LILLA discovered seated on a cushion . AIR . - LILLA . Blithe as the hours of May Were those I now deplore ...
... Exeunt , L. SCENE V. - The Seraskier's Tent , open , with curtains at the back - a carpet , and four cushions — a table , L.— LILLA discovered seated on a cushion . AIR . - LILLA . Blithe as the hours of May Were those I now deplore ...
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... Exeunt two Peasants , L. , Anslem and others , R. SCENE III . - Outside of Peter's Cottage . Enter LILLA and GHITA , L. Lil . Well , Ghita , now we are married at last , I hope our husbands will take their leave of jealousy . Ghi . Psha ...
... Exeunt two Peasants , L. , Anslem and others , R. SCENE III . - Outside of Peter's Cottage . Enter LILLA and GHITA , L. Lil . Well , Ghita , now we are married at last , I hope our husbands will take their leave of jealousy . Ghi . Psha ...
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