Solomon Justice holds the lifted scale. Second Harlot Then be just, and fear the laws. Recitative Solomon What says the other to th'imputed charge? Speak in thy turn, and tell thy wrongs at large. Second Harlot I cannot varnish o'er my tongue. And colour fair the face of wrong. This babe is mine, the womb of earth Intomb'd, conceals her little birth. Give me my child, my smiling boy, To cheer my breast with new-born joy. Solomon Hear me, women, and the king regard, Who from his throne thus reads the just award: Each claims alike, let both their portions share; Divide the babe, thus each her part shall bear.
Quick, bring the faulchion, and the infant smite, Nor further clamour for disputed right. Recitative First Harlot Withhold, withhold the executing hand! Reverse, O king, thy stern command. Can I see him yield his breath, Smiling at the hand of death? And behold the purple tides Gushing down his tender sides? Rather be my hopes beguil'd, Take him all, but spare my child.
Accompagnato Solomon Israel, attend to what your king shall say: Think not I meant the innocent to slay. The stern decision was to trace with art, The secret dictates of the human heart. She who could bear the fierce decree to hear, Nor send one sigh, nor shed one pious tear, Must be a stranger to a mother's name — Hence from my sight, nor urge a further claim! But you, whose fears a parent's love attest, Receive, and bind him to your beating breast: To you, in justice, I the babe restore, And may you lose him from your arms no more.
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Duet First Harlot Thrice bless'd the king, for he's good and he's wise. My gratitude calls streaming tears from my eyes. Solomon The Lord all these virtues has giv'n, Thy thanks be return'd all to Heav'n. First Harlot How happy are those who in God put their trust! Solomon For His mercy endureth for ever. Chorus of Israelites From the east unto the west, Who so wise as Solomon?
Who like Israel's king is bless'd, Who so worthy of a throne. Recitative Zadok From morn to eve I could enraptur'd sing The various virtues of our happy king; In whom, with wonder, we behold combin'd The grace of feature with the worth of mind. Air Zadok See the tall palm that lifts the head On Jordan's sedgy side, His tow'ring branches curling spread, And bloom in graceful pride.
Each meaner tree regardless springs, Nor claims our scornful eyes; Thus thou art first of mortal kings, And wisest of the wise. See the tall palm. Recitative First Harlot No more shall armed bands our hopes destroy, Peace waves her wing, and pours forth ev'ry joy. Air First Harlot Beneath the vine, or fig-tree's shade, Ev'ry shepherd sings the maid Who his simple heart betray'd, In a rustic measure.
While of torments he complains, All around the village swains Catch the song, and feel his pains, Mingling sighs with pleasure. Chorus of Priests Swell, swell the full chorus to Solomon's praise, Record him, ye bards, as the pride of our days. Flow sweetly the numbers that dwell on his name, And rouse the whole nation in songs to his fame. 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. 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. Recitative Solomon Sweep, sweep the string, to soothe the royal fair, And rouse each passion with th'alternate air. Rouse us next to martial deeds; Clanking arms, and neighing steeds, Seem in fury to oppose — Now the hard-fought battle glows.
Recitative Solomon Then at once from rage remove; Draw the tear from hopeless love; Lengthen out the solemn air, Full of death and wild despair.
Chorus of Israelites Draw the tear from hopeless love, Lengthen out the solemn air, Full of death and wild despair. Recitative Solomon Next the tortur'd soul release, And the mind restore to peace. Recitative Queen of Sheba Thy harmony's divine, great king, All, all obey 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.
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. 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! Air Zadok 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, all is great. Double Chorus Chorus 1 Praise the Lord with harp and tongue! Praise Him all ye old and young, He's in mercy ever strong. Full Chorus Let the loud Hosannahs rise, Widely spreading through the skies, God alone is just and wise.
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.
KWHMusic: Handel Solomon (HWV 67, )
Air Solomon How green our fertile pastures look! How fair our olive groves! It has been suggested that one of the most popular excerpts from Solomon, namely the entrance of the Queen of Sheba from the third act, was not actually composed for the work at hand, but rather was borrowed from another unfinished project. The first performance of Solomon took place on March 17, , at Covent Garden and under the composer's direction. Although this was a reasonable success, and despite the consistently high quality of the libretto -- drawing from Handel some of his most highly shaded melodies and characterizations -- the work never gained the popularity enjoyed by a number of his other oratorios.
In modern performance it is often subject to substantial cuts which, although they trim the length of performance from its full two-and-one-half hours, tend to compromise the carefully balanced structure of the work as a whole. AllMusic relies heavily on JavaScript. Please enable JavaScript in your browser to use the site fully. Jazz Latin New Age. Sexy Trippy All Moods.
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