Dido and Aeneas, Z. 626
Henry Purcell
Vocal ensemble Antiphonus (Croatia)
Roles:
Monika Cerovčec, Didona
Krešimir Stražanac, Aeneas
Ana Jembrek, Belinda
Franko Klisović, Sorceress
Anabela Barić, Vesna Matana, Witches
Želimir Panić, Spirit
Siniša Galović, Sailor
Vjekoslav Hudeček, Boris Rener, basses
Instrumental ensemble:
Vlatka Peljhan, Silvio Richter, violins
Dagmar Korbar, viola
Elisa La Marca, theorb
Tomislav Fačini, harpsichord and artistic direction
Program
Ouverture
Act I
Belinda, Chorus: Shake the cloud from off your brow
Dido: Ah! Belinda, I am press’d with torment
Belinda, Dido: Grief increases by concealing
Chorus: When monarchs unite how happy their state
Dido, Belinda: Whence could so much virtue spring?
Belinda, 2nd Woman and Chorus: Fear no danger to ensue
Belinda, Aeneas, Dido: See, your Royal guest appears
Chorus: Cupid only throws the dart
Aeneas, Belinda: If not for mine, for Empire’s sake
Guitars’ Chaconne
Chorus: To the hills and the vales
The Triumphing Dance
Act II
Prelude for the Witches (Sorceress and 1st Witch): Wayward sisters
Chorus: Harm’s our delight
Sorceress: The Queen of Carthage, whom we hate
Chorus: Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho!
1st and 2nd Witches, Sorceress: Ruin’d ere the set of sun?
Chorus: Ho Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho!
Sailors’ Dance
1st and 2nd Witches: But, ere we this perform
Chorus: In our deep vaulted cell
Echo Dance of Furies
Ritornelle
Belinda, Chorus: Thanks to these lonesome vales
Guitar Dance, 2nd Woman: Oft she visits this lone mountain
Aeneas, Dido: Behold, upon my bended spear
Belinda, Chorus: Haste to town
Spirit, Aeneas: Stay, Prince! and hear great Jove’s command
Ritornelle
Act III
1st Sailor and Chorus: Come away, fellow sailors
The Sailor’s Dance
Sorceress, 1st and 2nd Witches: See, the flags and streamers curling
Sorceress: Our next motion
Chorus: Destruction’s our delight
The Witches’ Dance
Belinda, Aeneas: Your counsel all is urg’d in vain
Chorus: Great minds against themselves conspire
Dido: Thy hand, Belinda; darkness shades me
Dido: When I am laid in earth
Chorus: With drooping wings ye cupids come