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Clerambault
Le Triomphe d'Iris
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Libretto
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Libretto

          Overture          
            

First entrée

           
          The theatre represents a delightful grove, where in the background we glimpse the temple of Love etc…   
           
          Scene 1
           
          Prelude
           
          Silvandre, alone
          Here we must offer our vows unto love;
          Shepherds, let us prepare,
          To merit its tender fire,
          You cannot start this feast too soon,
          Gather in this beauteous place,
          Come and join in loving games.
           
          Unto our groves, the God of day
          Gives back their sweet allure;
          From their loveliest boughs,
          The birds already make the forests ring.
          Shepherds, let us prepare,
          Hasten to begin the feast,
          Gather in this beauteous place,
          Come and join in loving games.
           
          March
           
          Chorus of Shepherds and Shepherdesses
          Let us gather in this beauteous place,
          Let us join in loving games!
           
          Saraband
           
          Minuet
           
          Air: Silvandre
          Here we will no more feel a lack of tender love,
          Its presence will embellish our sojourn.
          Laughter, games and pleasures will appear,
          And follow us always.
          Most beautiful of days,
          Sing the enchanting god who is to bring them forth!
           
          Trio and chorus
          Let us sing the most enchanting of the gods,
          Let us sing to the master of the world!
          He triumphs everywhere,
          He reigns in the heavens,
          Over land and over sea.
          Let us sing to the most enchanting of the gods,
          Let us sing to the master of the world!
           
          Bourrée
           
          Canaries
           
           
          Scene 2
           
          Italian Air
          My heart wants to speak
          But does not dare,
          It wishes to declare its ardour
          But is forbidden.
           
          Love which, like a little child,
          Can speak without respect,
          Go tell my beauty
          That her sweet little lips
          Imprison my liberty.
           
           
          Scene 3: Daphnis and Silvie
          All the shepherds and shepherdesses leave. Silvie makes to leave but Daphnis stops her.
           
          Daphnis
          Shepherdess, where are you running?
          Why leave so sweet a place?
           
           
           
          Silvie
          Here love makes its presence felt,
          Why should those stay who fear its power?
           
           
          Daphnis
          Love, to gratify our desires,
          Comes to these woods to stir us constantly.
          ’Tis to this happy tenderness
          We owe all of our pleasures.
           
          Silvie
          Though love does have its charms
          They cost too many alarms.
          No, I know of no other happiness
          Than that of keeping one’s heart.
           
          Daphnis
          Can anyone resist the power of its charms?
           
          Silvie
          Love shows the power of its strokes
          Only to hearts that seek to return it.
          One vanquishes its lure
          In striving against it.
           
          Daphnis
          One strives against love but in vain,
          Soon or late one must be enflamed.
          Gods, O Gods how enviable would be my fate
          Were I, sweet Silvie,
          The happy shepherd who must one day
          Render you susceptible to love.
           
          Silvie
          Abandon such vain hope.
          I want no part of it,
          Fearing to find a shepherd
          Bereft of constancy.
           
           
          Daphnis
          May the Gods in anger crush me with their blows,
          If ever a new passion…
          But what, you flee me cruel one?
           
          Silvie, leaving
          I flee this perilous place.
           
          Daphnis
          Stop, she flies.
          Heavens! Must flames so tender
          Bring her hatred upon me?
          Gods! What a fate!
          Ah! Let us run to end my wretched days
          At the feet of this callous one!
           
           

 

Second entrée

           
          Scene 1
           
          Prelude
           
          Tircis
          Ah! What martyrdom, to love so tenderly
          And not dare to declare one’s torment!
          Urged by my passion,
          Each day, I wish to tell
          The one for whom I sigh
          The pain I suffer in her thrall!
          But cruel awe, inspired by tender love
          Deprives me always of the power of speech.
           
          Ah! What martyrdom, to love so tenderly
          And not dare to declare one’s torment!
          Too great a suffering, let us go!
          Gods! I see my shepherdess,
          Ah! Her anger’s to be feared!
           
           
          Scene 2
           
          Philis
          Whilst the shepherds celebrate in their songs
          The pleasant God that binds them,
          Tircis, with his indifferent eyes,
          Can my only Tircis perceive this loving homage?
           
          Tircis
          I find attractions
          At this riverside,
          The water’s gentle murmur
          As it flows in the plain
          Offering to charm my pain.
           
          Philis
          Of what pain do you speak?
          Do you suffer the blows of tender love?
           
          Tircis
          A shepherdess beguiles me,
          Never more violent ardour has been felt,
          Than that her charms divine inspire in me.
           
          Philis
          Which shepherdess can have attracted you?
           
          Tircis
          Alas, Philis, do you not know?
           
          Philis
          Your eyes reveal enough,
          It is easily understood
          That they require a heart;
          But how to give it
          If you have already won it?
           
          Tircis
          What do I hear?
          Great Gods, what bliss!
           
          Philis
          That is the prize for your steadfastness,
          You owe all my ardour to your own devotion.
           
          Shepherds, if you are true,
          Have no fear of the pain,
          The most inhuman of shepherdesses
          Will end your torment.
          Shepherds, if you are true,
          Have no fear of the pain.
           
          Tircis
          Dark sorrows, get you gone,
          Philis returns my love;
          Let the sweetest transports
          Overwhelm my soul!
          Dark sorrows, get you gone,
          Philis returns my love;
          What joy to have inspired love in my beautiful beloved!
           
          Philis
          What glory to have won the shepherd I adore!
           
          Tircis
          What joy to have inspired love in my beautiful beloved!
           
          Philis & Tircis
          Since dawn first heralded the day/
          Since Flora beautified this spot,
          Love has tied no sweeter knot,
          Tircis/Philis, let us love one another
          With undying love/With mutual ardour;
          As long as lovely Philomelle feels loves blows/
          As long as the sweet turtledove feels loves blows,
          With mutual ardour/With undying love,
          Tircis/Philis, let us love.
           
           
          Scene 3
          Philis invites the shepherds and shepherdesses to come and celebrate the glory of love.
           
          Philis
          In this pleasant place,
          Everything speaks of love,
          Shepherdesses, come quickly to these groves,
          Come, come render homage,
          Taste Love’s charming sweetness,
          May it triumph always in our hearts!
           
          Chorus
          Let us taste its charming sweetness.
          May it triumph always in our hearts!
           
          First rigadoon
           
          Second rigadoon
           
          Minuet
           
          Minuet to be sung
           
          Licaste
          Follow in Love’s sway,
          Never fear its torments,
          To the ardour it inspires
          We do owe our happiest moments!
           
          A Shepherdess
          To savour in our woods
          A sweet, enchanting fate,
          We must merely love constantly.
           
          Chorus
          To savour in our woods
          A sweet, enchanting fate,
          We must merely love constantly.
           
           
          A Shepherdess
          Love reserves its torments
          For unfaithful hearts,
          To constant shepherds he offers
          Nothing but everlasting joy.
           
          Chorus
          To savour in our woods
          A sweet, enchanting fate,
          We must merely love constantly.
           
          A Shepherdess
          Neither greatness nor riches
          Ever fulfil our desires,
          Our hearts, to be bound,
          Listen only to love.
           
          Chorus
          To savour in our woods
          A sweet, enchanting fate,
          We must merely love constantly.
           
          Loure
           
          First passepied
           
          Second passepied
           
          Chaconne to be sung. Rondo
           
          Silvandre
          Beauties, to light undying flames,
          Always to be beautiful,
          The secret is to love.
           
          Chorus
          Beauties, to light undying flames,
          Always to be beautiful,
          The secret is to love.
           
          Silvandre
          Love grants to shepherdesses
          Who yield unto its darts
          A thousand enchanting charms
          Which it denies the unbending.
           
          Chorus
          Beauties, to light undying flames,
          Always to be beautiful,
          The secret is to love.
           
          Silvandre
          The most faithful lover,
          When you do not love him
          Despite all your allure,
          Seeks a new love.
           
          Beauties, to light undying flames,
          Always to be beautiful,
          The secret is to love.
           
          Chorus
          Beauties, to light undying flames,
          Always to be beautiful,
          The secret is to love.
           
          Chaconne for instruments
           
           

 

Third entrée

           
          Scene 1
           
          Prelude
           
          Silvie
          Happy peace,
          Sweet charm of our hearts,
          To the ardour which burns me
          Oppose your tranquil gentleness!
          Ah! Make calm reign in my soul!
           
          I thought in this wood to escape an enchantment,
          But alas, what torment,
          I carry my weakness everywhere.
          This very place where just now I scorned his flame
          Brings to my eyes Daphnis and all his love.
           
          Happy peace,
          Sweet charms of our hearts,
          To the ardour which burns me
          Oppose your tranquil gentleness!
          Ah! Make calm reign in my soul!
           
          But love redoubles its blows,
          I see the shepherd approaching,
          Ah! If, when he’s absent, it is hard
          To resist such sweet charms,
          How can I see him at my knees
          And maintain such indifference?
           
           
          Scene 2: Silvie and Daphnis
           
          Silvie
          What! Do you follow my every step?
           
          Daphnis
          Can I live, far from your divine charms?
           
          Silvie
          Cease this hurtful discourse.
           
          Daphnis
          Make at last a loving choice!
           
          Silvie
          Must I tell you constantly,
          I flee from love, I scorn its laws.
           
          Daphnis
          No, cruel one, it is not love,
          But the lover that you scorn,
          While I succumb to my mortal grief.
          Perhaps, alas!
          That heart, which you refuse me,
          Is given to one less faithful.
           
          Silvie
          If it makes you so unhappy,
          You must not fear it’s so.
           
          Daphnis
          Cease your pretence, such ardour might have soothed your anger,
          Ah! You would have loved me, if, with some other flame,
          Love had not stirred your soul.
          I see too well the trouble in your eyes…
           
          Silvie
          Yes, Daphnis, ’tis too hard to deny:
          For a charming shepherd
          I feel a tender flame.
           
          Daphnis
          Wretched me, what is this I hear?
           
          Silvie
          By this confession, judge my weakness.
           
           
          Daphnis
          What! In spite of all my love,
          I’m losing you forever.
           
          Silvie
          Be aware of my intense ardour!
           
          Daphnis
          What use is it to me to know a love
          That plunges me in deepest wretchedness?
           
          Silvie
          No, you yourself will favour it.
           
          Daphnis
          Me, favour it?
          O Heaven!
           
          Silvie
          Despite your wrath,
          Far from forbidding you,
          I’d wish to see you at my knees,
          Serving a flame so tender.
           
          Daphnis
          What disdain!
          Ah! I yield to my jealous transports,
          Rage, fury, overwhelm my soul.
          Tremble, this odious lover
          Will feel before your eyes
          The wrath which burns within me.
           
          Silvie
          I have little fear of this wrath.
          Such a noble heart
          Would not wish to break a bond
          Which alone can fulfil my desires.
           
          Daphnis
          I cannot, callous one, oppose your happiness –
          No, I can but die of grief.
           
          Silvie
          Abandon this profound despair,
          And better know my heart!
          If I am telling you
          That I feel love’s ardour,
          Does that not mean, alas, that I love you?
           
          Daphnis
          How sweet is this avowal to me!
           
          Silvie
          I wish to live for you alone.
           
          Silvie & Daphnis
          What sweet avowal!
          I wish to live for you alone.
          Love stirs in my/your soul
          The same ardour that inspires you/me,
          What sweet avowal,
          I wish to live for you alone.
           
           
          Scene 3
          Daphnis, Silvie, Philis, Tircis, Silvandre, Licaste, Ménandre, troop of shepherds and shepherdesses.
           
          Simphonie agréable
          A pleasant symphony is heard. It draws the shepherds, surprised by the novelty of these concerts. Daphnis, just as surprised, will then sing.
           
          Daphnis
          What fresh sounds strike the air?
          What sweet concerts!
          ’Tis Love that approaches,
          Everywhere its presence felt.
          The water in this place
          Appears more beautiful,
          A new brightness
          Shines in the skies,
          The loveliest of flowers begin to show,
          And all of nature, heedful of this day,
          Comes here to honour its master’s return.
           
           
          Scene 4
          Love descends from the sky with graces, laughter, games and pleasures. They come to command the shepherds to celebrate the beauty of Iris and sing her praises etc…
           
          Prelude whilst Love finishes his descent
           
          Love
          Shepherds, redouble your zeal
          In your loving games.
          Celebrate, celebrate the glorious fate
          Of a loving mortal!
          Destiny’s supreme command
          Obliges me to leave to her my bow and quiver.
          From this happy moment,
          With a power supreme,
          She subjects more hearts to my laws
          Than I myself subjugated.
           
          Iris is victorious
          Over every heart.
          She shares in my glory,
          Let her share the honour
          Rendered to my conquering darts.
           
          Chorus of Love’s retinue, shepherds and shepherdesses
          Iris is victorious
          Over every heart.
          She shares in your glory,
          Let her share the honour
          Rendered to your conquering darts.
           
          Saraband for Love’s followers
           
          First passepied for the shepherds and shepherdesses
           
          Second passepied        
           
          Dialogue of three shepherds in praise of Iris, Daphnis, Sylvandre and Tircis
          What allurements!
          What charms!
          What carriage glorious!
           
          Love wields its strongest arms
          In the flashing of her eyes.
           
          What tenderness they do inspire!
          How sweet it is to see them constantly!
          How sweet it is to yield unto their blows!
           
          Trio
          What fortune for a faithful shepherd!
          Ah! What happiness to light eternal flame in her heart!
           
           
          First air for the shepherds
           
          Second air for the same – Rondo
           
          Reprise of the second passepied
           
          Chorus
          Iris is victorious
          Over every heart.
          She shares in your glory,
          Let her share the honour
          Rendered to your conquering darts.
           
           
           
          Translation: Wil Gowans
           

 


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