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ACT THREE


Scene 1

41.- Symphony: Arrival of Queen of Sheba

42.- Recitative

QUEEN OF SHEBA
From Arabia’s spicy shores,
bounded by the boary main,
Sheba’s queen these seats explores,
to be taught thy heav’nly strain.

SOLOMON
Thrice welcome queen, with open arms
our court receives thee, and thy charms.
The temple of the Lord first meets your eyes,
rich with the well-accepted sacrifice.
Here all our treasures free behold,
where cedars lie, o’erwrought with gold;
next, view a mansion fit for kings to own,
the forest call’d of tow’ring Lebanon,
where art her utmost skill displays,
and ev’ry object claims your praise.

43. Air

QUEEN OF SHEBA
Ev'ry sight these eyes behold
Does a different charm unfold;
Flashing gems and sculptur'd gold,
Still attract my ravish'd sight.
But to hear fair truth distilling,
In expressions choice and thrilling,
From that tongue so soft and killing,
That my soul does most delight.

44.- Recitative

SOLOMON
Sweep, sweep the string, to soothe the royal fair,
and rouse each passion with th’alternate air.

45.- Solo and Chorus

SOLOMON, CHORUS
Music, spread thy voice around,
sweetly flow the lulling sound.

46.- Solo and Chorus

SOLOMON
Now a diff’rent measure try,
shake the dome, and pierce the sky.
Rouse us next to martial deeds;
clanking arms, and neighing steeds,
seem in fury to oppose.
Now the hard-fought battle glows.

SOLOMON, CHORUS
Shake the dome, and pierce the sky...

47.- Recitative

SOLOMON
Then at once from rage remove;
draw the tear form hopeless love;
lengthen out the solemn air,
full of death and wild despair.

48.- Chorus

CHORUS
Draw the tear form hopeless love...

49.- Recitative

SOLOMON
Next the tortur’d soul release,
and the mind restore to peace.

50.- Solo and Chorus

SOLOMON, CHORUS
Thus rolling surges rise,
and plough the troubled main;
but soon the tempest dies,
and all is calm again.

51.- Recitative

QUEEN OF SHEBA
Thy harmony’s divine, great king,
all, all obeys the artist’s string.
And now, illustrious prince, receive
such tribute as my realm can give.

Here, purest gold,
from earth’s dark entrails torn;
and gems resplendent, that outshine the morn;
there balsam breathes a grateful smell,
with thee the fragrant strangers wish to dwell.
Yet of ev’ry object I behold,
amid the glare of gems and gold,
the temple most attracts my eye,
where, with unwearied zeal,
you serve the Lord on high.

52.- Air

LEVITE
Pious king, and virtuous queen,
May your name resound in story;
In time's latest annals seen,
Crown'd with honour, crown'd with glory.

53.- Recitative

ZADOK
Thrice happy king, to have achiev’d,
what scarce will henceforth be believ’d;
when seven times around the sphere
the sun had led the new born year,
the temple rose, to mark thy days
with endless themes for future praise.
Our pious David wish’d in vain,
by this great act to bless his reign;
but Heav’n the monarch’s hopes withstood,
for ah! his hands were stain’d with blood.

54.- Air

Golden columns, fair and bright,
catch the mortals’ ravish’d sight;
round their sides ambitious twine
tendrils of the clasping vine;
cherubims stand there display’d,
o’er the ark their wings are laid:
ev’ry object swells with state,
all is pious, al is great.

55.- Double Chorus

CHORUS 1
Praise the Lord with harp and tongue!
Praise Him all ye old and young,
He's in mercy ever strong.

CHORUS 2
Praise the Lord through ev'ry state,
Praise Him early, praise Him late,
God alone is good and great.

FULL CHORUS
Let the loud Hosannahs rise,
Widely spreading through the skies,
God alone is just and wise.

56. Recitative

SOLOMON
Gold now is common on our happy shore,
And cedars frequent are as sycamore.
All, all conspires to bless my days;
Fair plenty does her treasures raise,
And o'er the fruitful plains her countless gifts displays.

57. Air

How green our fertile pastures look!
How fair our olive groves!
How limpid is the gliding brook,
That through the meadows roves.
A hundred diff'rent balmy flow'rs
Salute the passing gale,
When ev'ning breezes fan the bow'rs,
And sweep th'enamell'd vale.

58. Recitative

QUEEN OF SHEBA
May peace in Salem ever dwell!
Illustrious Solomon, farewell!
Thy wise instructions be my future care,
Soft as the show'rs that cheer the vernal air,
Whose warmth bids ev'ry plant her sweets disclose;
The lily wakes, and paints the op'ning rose.

59. Air

Will the sun forget to streak
Eastern skies with amber ray,
When the dusky shades to break
He unbars the gates of day?

Then demand if Sheba's queen
E'er can banish from her thought
All the splendour she has seen,
All the knowledge thou hast taught.

60. Recitative

SOLOMON
Adieu, fair queen, and in thy breast
May peace and virtue ever rest!

61. Duet

QUEEN OF SHEBA
Ev'ry joy that wisdom knows,
May'st thou, pious monarch, share!

SOLOMON
Ev'ry blessing Heav'n bestows,
Be thy portion, virtuous fair!

QUEEN OF SHEBA
Gently flow thy rolling days.

SOLOMON
Sorrow be a stranger here.

BOTH
May thy people sound thy praise,
Praise unbought by price of fear.

62. Chorus

CHORUS OF ISRAELITES
The name of the wicked shall quickly be past;
But the fame of the just shall eternally last.
ACT THREE


Scene 1

41.- Symphony: Arrival of Queen of Sheba

42.- Recitative

QUEEN OF SHEBA
From Arabia’s spicy shores,
bounded by the boary main,
Sheba’s queen these seats explores,
to be taught thy heav’nly strain.

SOLOMON
Thrice welcome queen, with open arms
our court receives thee, and thy charms.
The temple of the Lord first meets your eyes,
rich with the well-accepted sacrifice.
Here all our treasures free behold,
where cedars lie, o’erwrought with gold;
next, view a mansion fit for kings to own,
the forest call’d of tow’ring Lebanon,
where art her utmost skill displays,
and ev’ry object claims your praise.

43. Air

QUEEN OF SHEBA
Ev'ry sight these eyes behold
Does a different charm unfold;
Flashing gems and sculptur'd gold,
Still attract my ravish'd sight.
But to hear fair truth distilling,
In expressions choice and thrilling,
From that tongue so soft and killing,
That my soul does most delight.

44.- Recitative

SOLOMON
Sweep, sweep the string, to soothe the royal fair,
and rouse each passion with th’alternate air.

45.- Solo and Chorus

SOLOMON, CHORUS
Music, spread thy voice around,
sweetly flow the lulling sound.

46.- Solo and Chorus

SOLOMON
Now a diff’rent measure try,
shake the dome, and pierce the sky.
Rouse us next to martial deeds;
clanking arms, and neighing steeds,
seem in fury to oppose.
Now the hard-fought battle glows.

SOLOMON, CHORUS
Shake the dome, and pierce the sky...

47.- Recitative

SOLOMON
Then at once from rage remove;
draw the tear form hopeless love;
lengthen out the solemn air,
full of death and wild despair.

48.- Chorus

CHORUS
Draw the tear form hopeless love...

49.- Recitative

SOLOMON
Next the tortur’d soul release,
and the mind restore to peace.

50.- Solo and Chorus

SOLOMON, CHORUS
Thus rolling surges rise,
and plough the troubled main;
but soon the tempest dies,
and all is calm again.

51.- Recitative

QUEEN OF SHEBA
Thy harmony’s divine, great king,
all, all obeys the artist’s string.
And now, illustrious prince, receive
such tribute as my realm can give.

Here, purest gold,
from earth’s dark entrails torn;
and gems resplendent, that outshine the morn;
there balsam breathes a grateful smell,
with thee the fragrant strangers wish to dwell.
Yet of ev’ry object I behold,
amid the glare of gems and gold,
the temple most attracts my eye,
where, with unwearied zeal,
you serve the Lord on high.

52.- Air

LEVITE
Pious king, and virtuous queen,
May your name resound in story;
In time's latest annals seen,
Crown'd with honour, crown'd with glory.

53.- Recitative

ZADOK
Thrice happy king, to have achiev’d,
what scarce will henceforth be believ’d;
when seven times around the sphere
the sun had led the new born year,
the temple rose, to mark thy days
with endless themes for future praise.
Our pious David wish’d in vain,
by this great act to bless his reign;
but Heav’n the monarch’s hopes withstood,
for ah! his hands were stain’d with blood.

54.- Air

Golden columns, fair and bright,
catch the mortals’ ravish’d sight;
round their sides ambitious twine
tendrils of the clasping vine;
cherubims stand there display’d,
o’er the ark their wings are laid:
ev’ry object swells with state,
all is pious, al is great.

55.- Double Chorus

CHORUS 1
Praise the Lord with harp and tongue!
Praise Him all ye old and young,
He's in mercy ever strong.

CHORUS 2
Praise the Lord through ev'ry state,
Praise Him early, praise Him late,
God alone is good and great.

FULL CHORUS
Let the loud Hosannahs rise,
Widely spreading through the skies,
God alone is just and wise.

56. Recitative

SOLOMON
Gold now is common on our happy shore,
And cedars frequent are as sycamore.
All, all conspires to bless my days;
Fair plenty does her treasures raise,
And o'er the fruitful plains her countless gifts displays.

57. Air

How green our fertile pastures look!
How fair our olive groves!
How limpid is the gliding brook,
That through the meadows roves.
A hundred diff'rent balmy flow'rs
Salute the passing gale,
When ev'ning breezes fan the bow'rs,
And sweep th'enamell'd vale.

58. Recitative

QUEEN OF SHEBA
May peace in Salem ever dwell!
Illustrious Solomon, farewell!
Thy wise instructions be my future care,
Soft as the show'rs that cheer the vernal air,
Whose warmth bids ev'ry plant her sweets disclose;
The lily wakes, and paints the op'ning rose.

59. Air

Will the sun forget to streak
Eastern skies with amber ray,
When the dusky shades to break
He unbars the gates of day?

Then demand if Sheba's queen
E'er can banish from her thought
All the splendour she has seen,
All the knowledge thou hast taught.

60. Recitative

SOLOMON
Adieu, fair queen, and in thy breast
May peace and virtue ever rest!

61. Duet

QUEEN OF SHEBA
Ev'ry joy that wisdom knows,
May'st thou, pious monarch, share!

SOLOMON
Ev'ry blessing Heav'n bestows,
Be thy portion, virtuous fair!

QUEEN OF SHEBA
Gently flow thy rolling days.

SOLOMON
Sorrow be a stranger here.

BOTH
May thy people sound thy praise,
Praise unbought by price of fear.

62. Chorus

CHORUS OF ISRAELITES
The name of the wicked shall quickly be past;
But the fame of the just shall eternally last.



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