The Rose of Versailles
THE ROSE OF VERSAILLES
,'l 'lhktr,ultlit (ir,tti llomrntir Il,ry
UEDA SHINJI TRANSLATED -BY KENKO KAWASAKI
be Rose of Wrsailles (Berusaiyu no bara) was first pcrfbrmcd in ry74 and has remained the greatest hit in the wholc lristory of the Takarazuka Revue Company, an all-female trottpc tltitr rt'ot Ueda Shinji, Tbe Rose oJ'Wrsai1\es,Takaru*tkrt ktgckitlrttr' stlrrtcd to stage thearical events in ryt4'The most recent producti SCENE 1. PROLOGUE A arocototiamc curtain operts. Low ouer tbe stage hangs ll,ltlt,t.fl,trnbllarut .uerture, tbe stage i'rb, Infont of it, prett! luilng boy and glrk o|,lrltrrs spalling tbe *rrj, nír, ,f ra-iilrr." tittg ttnrl dancc. ( lll ollus: confcction. llcholc{, behold, the Rose ofVersailles There are several reasons why Tbe Rose of WrsaillesbecameTakrrrazukg'r llchold, behold, the Rose ofVersailles all records in salcs SCENE 2. PROLOGUE B ()nthestagei,sarocYc\setwithafrarneintbecenterdisplaryingMARlEÁNTOINETTE,J Characters on a trapd'oor lifi, bolding the doll Stepban portrait. Irljiont of tbis,rr*rr* ,íofo* below inbisarrns.Herecallshisrnernorieso,íuenIrANToINETTr'wbilebesingswithgreat HANs AXEL voN FERsEN, a Swedish noble .feeling. MARrE ANToINETTE, the queen of France commandant of the oscAR FRANqoIS DE JARJAYEs (dressed as a man)' the Guard Heweould l l)onibly lir6et lrer Slte wnr, rlte w*r l.lke a lore lclNl t. FRoLoouÍ c Hcr lntnge rtlll brrrrl llrrrrtlirrg rrry ltclrr ,b. t,llťťrugť tcl ls hnlks like a ltugt ruoto t'hnndellen !l{ltŠliN ,tnil MAlllt, AN't(}l Nll-|''Í'lt 'I I srill long firr hcr Iek turns appťdril,Šstilg'ť ťenten 7hqy sing lhe torry "t!i arella ko,ta'' (l}euula 'oae), Mdny 'lbc Wrurdcring hclplcsslY b*tut{itl gltls tliuca u,llile lhe1sittg' *qe r'ulillťs. My worltl chtngctl Thc motnctrt I rrtet hcr' BllltsllN: Hcr cycs l,rtvc eittr bc so swcct Her voicc t,rtvc citrr bc so strong Her soul MAITIIi AN OINITTEI My life was tied to h.rr' Lovc cur be so precious !7hen I recall the wasteland that w:rs my soul l,ovc crn bc so sublime I see the image of my love, smiling so swee tly 't'o(lt.:'l'H ER: !(/hen I recall the wasteland that was my soul - t,ove, love, love I see the image of my love, smiling so sweetly I;IiI{SIiN AND MALE ENSEMBLE: MARIE ANTOINETTE: llccause oflove A seed born . IIIiM ALE ENSEMBLE: On the banks of the blue Danube Ahh ahh ahh The memory of a beautiful rose Thcre is joy in life Blooming on the banks of the Seine llccause oflove Forever and ever '[he world is one Unchanging That is why people are so beautiful sides ofthe rococo set transform into (Tbe portrait closes. Át the sarne tirne botb 1 SIIADO'W CHORUS: and sing.) of osclx andANDRÉ. Tbe two of thern step out of tbeir portraits Ahh ahh OSCAR: Love can be so sorrowful Love can be so painful SCENE 4. THE SCHONBRUNN PALACE ANDRÉ: Love can be such a torture ,4pril zr, 1774. Vienna, Áuxria. Tbe Hall of Minors at Scbijnbrunn Palace.7 d GRAND Love can be ephemeral (:HAMBERLAIN aPpears. TOGETHER: Love, love, love GRAND 6HÁMBERLAIN: Your Majesty Maria Theresia, the comte de Mercy is here to Because oflove s you. There is joy in life (Grandf.owerlt rnusic. rvrApt,x THERESTA appears,followed. by a lafu in waiting. From Because oflove tbe other side of tbe stage, the coMTE appears.) The world is one C9MTE DE MERCv: Your Maiesty, I have come to offer you my farewell gre etings. That is why people are so beautiful ď t$tb* ,. .,1 . ':*.' r. 1:.1'1#'* 5 r' . ]:.1: l M^ltl^'|'lllillHsl^l (]rrtrtle rle Met'ry' tťl'vť trle well, tlnrttt thlt,lay ť,llwerul, ()n {lit,n,et'Y ,rr,,l ,'l'rtě tllush, tlage, rhe pal*e l|é,l,trtť' t)llilrÍ,,u'ÉrrÍ,anl l glart t,tt' rl,rrrglrrcr'\ lili' irr y,'ur lrlrr,lu, t t,t.t,r lnllril ltt, tt,ltitr lnt,r, tltlr,tt r ) c()M't'li r)ti M lil{cYl I .rrrr p,L.rrclirl lor ynrrr tr lr\t ln nl(' l rvill tlr r rvlr,rt l t ,lrr trr grlaltl Éff llcl lJighrrcss, tltc pritrt'css, MA|{lÁ'I'Hl.]lllisl^:Slrcis rl1# ltlttE actNt a. Ťl{I lALAca oF vlttAlllta tjtlM,t'Bitts llts l,^MBgtGlug |b'tatffind')l 'lltere nllw' Yl'tlť Mr|elty, \vhnt rbell we ,\prlng, trt,l, ,l rtnu,lttgtrr.,nt ttt the l.'erualller pdkt,'tbe (toM't't{ ntt Mtltt(:Y rlo todny I grnth mlh oilt til M^tuE ANT'otNti't"t'ri,, llu(:Htl,Hst{ l)8 M()N,j?, HŤ'ťnr ()h, ,, Hcf Ma|enty ha; lrecn elltlrulln|tlc Elrout $urrbllng thcrc tlnys, lsn't thnr rťtlel Yollť Mn|elty , . ' l ()oM't'll l)l{ Mlllt(:Yi Yrrur Mnjesty, . . vlH(;()M'|'llssli cÁt,()NNl(! \lcll, Yrrur MaJcrty, lct us play cnrtls ns usual, l wont lorc (] coMTE DE MBRcy: I, too, renrembcr that day and you, swcct and naive, ar lf lt Who',s there ? Show yourself ! yesterday. (t ,iucly.flowery rnusic. oscnp. appears.) MARIE ANToINETTE: I left thc Sch Please return him to me . oscAR: From early childhood, I, Oscar, have been raised as a boy in order to prolccr coMTE DE MERcY: I will, when the cime is right. Her Majesty the queen. Irhen I wear rhe uniform of the Royal Guard, I am a man, MARIE ANToINETTE: But it already has been eighteen years. I hat have I becn both mentally and physically. duringall this dme? I)UCHESSE DE MONZETTE: OSCAT! CoMTE DE MERCY: Your Majesty. . . oscAR (Looking at the ducbess coolly): Yes. Is something the matter, Your Grace? (TheovcunssE DE MoNzETTE, tbe MARqUIsE DE sIsINÁ' the CoMTEsíl DUcHEssE DE MoNZETT n (Fumblingl): No . . . I just feel so weak when you look at LAMBEsqUE, andylscourEssE cALoNNn, allfollowersoríuanIe ANToIN me that way. I don't know if yoťre a man or a woman . . . (Trernbling) but somehow enterflambolantly.) I feel like my body is on fire. DUcHEssE DE MoNZETTT: Ah, Your Majesty, here you are. oscAR: I'm honored, Your Grace. MARquIsE DE sIsINA: Oh Your Majesty, you look pale. Are you not feeling wclll DUCHESSE DE MoNZETT n (Her bodlt sbaking), Oooh, I think I am going ro faint. . . . tVell MESDAMES: Your Majesty. . . ? then, Oscar. (Conceited$.) Come mesdames, Let us take our leave . . . coMTE DE MERCY: Well, actually. . . MESDAMES: BUt... DUcHEssE DE MoNZETTl (Bossi!): Comte de Mercy, yoďre leavingl Well, thc6 DUCHE55E DE MoNzETTn: Oscar commands it. Come, come. ' . . \[ell then, Oscar, I will be amending to Her Majesty. trust you will execute your duties responsibly. COMTE DE MERCY: But... : (Tbe ladies take tbeir leaue. Qr'iet rnusic.) DUCHESSE DE MoNZETTT: Don't you think itwould be better ifyou left ? oscAR: Please, forgive me, Your Majesty, for being so forward . . . MARquIsE DE sIsINA: Don't you worry about Her Majesty. \7e will look after hCf MARIB, ANTOINETTE: OSCAT. . . usual. . . . There now you may leave. oscAR: I, Oscar Frangois de Jarjayes, have come here today to give you a word of MEsDAMEs: There now, there now, good day. warning, I'm prepared for whatever punishment or reproaches you wish to mele coMTE DE MERCv: Well then. (Fleeingfom the place, abhough be would prefer to out to me. Whnt ll ltl Hnve you eom to yru agilnl állÚ?lt}IT .:_ MARIE h;';lde to rerve her' Tller'r why yau m*y wéll ^N'r{ltt{ts'rTEr titanr,e lri h. rrlarrted, ;;; ('li(:Ánl Yrrrtr Me|erry, y,ltt *lrearly 11tr,tw tltat nll rhrrrc tt,rlller ere preylrrgllll yl'B frr;; lrer rttclt r'trttrltletclc iltlvlť 'lltc y,rtrr lll'c lr, tlte tttrlle irtt1lrrverlrhed givr ' explrritirrg y(lllť ť(rrltt, tttllrc lttrttrlrrrtn lr qrrltc pllp;rlrlc trr tne' lltlweYel' (lst]^ll! t thlrrk l rrttrlerrt,rnrl tlrs qrttett'r l{'ťť(lw, lt rlťrlrlr wlll treerrrne, !ťlt,rt riltrltrltl to the perrple tllsrrppenrr 1rcrr1lle c(ltllltly H(l rlttty tlcvrrtcrlly' Íirr l lru thc ctrtttttrnltrlattl ťven lf thš r1ttectt lrntcr ,,,., l ,,,,,rt .ltr rrty lr ls ttsctl rr1r lty u lrrrrrtlíirI lll'lteurrlell lt'ltitrtťriltr, ( rrÍ' thc l(tlyll lrrrrnl, MAl(t|,: AN,|'()tNl',T"r'tl ()h' ()senr, tltlttk yotr, l lrrvc Íinllly e('ll1c ť() rcnllz.e thet (i 14l,l,lll (ltttttnlAtttllttt l]lancc to bc tttltrrletl, thc prcvitltts klng took l li(t l) "' liightccrr yeať$ ng(t' whetl t ertttre trl lctuswofktol{ctheÍt()guarrl thcpulacc' (tli(]AltI Maitrr(iirodcllc,mytrttstct{iritle.de'crrnrp, his wing, irrrd I could do wlutcvcr I wantcd, cvcry drry, I so cnjoycd thOre runtler bcst to hclp you' (it ltol)ul,r,li: It',r nry honor' I'll tlo rny l havc thrcc chilc.lrcn by l,ouis XVI, I hnve rcmaincd thrrt tbu l,)vcn rlrough (iiroclcllc' ( tri( ;Altr'lhrrtrk yotr' old girl trp until now, (i t t{ol)liLt,li: Cotntrrlrtrdilnc' " os(;ARi Your Majcsty, I arn ghcl you ltnclcrstand thc situation so thoroughly. NOrV ('ll.tr truo shnke hnndslirmlY') I know dris, I would likc to nrakc iltrothcr rcgtlcst. MARrE ANTorNIlrrE: \(rhy so fbrmal? $/hat is it? ()scAR: Please send Fersen back to Sweden. OF VERSAILLES MARIE ANTOINETTE: OSCAT! SCENE 7. A HALLWAY IN THE PALACE your relarionship with Fersen has become court gosslP' oscAR: Your Majesty, beautiful tapestries displayd' FÉRSEN dppedrr' ,.l l,,tlluq ol'tbe palace of Versailles witb rumors have become even mor and more outrageous' and the unscrupulOns sings: ,r'yin( Í() be inconspicuou' He the aristocracy have been using these rumors to agitate the malcontents. You lí quee n of France. As the morher of the French Empire, I beg you to se nd Fcrscn tr li l{s l')N: to Sweden. a chance though I know this love doesďt stand Dear Oscat you have been protecting me as a member gf I')vcrr MARrE ANTOTNETTE: love I'rn worn out by love and in love with Royal Guard since I was fourteen. And I believed rhat you, more than anyonc I want to believe You understood my feelings as a woman. I trusted chat you would understand I want love, eternal you yourself are a \Á/oman, but I see that at some point you lost touch with your Iutense, intense love nine side. us one day Lven though I know this love shall separate . . oSCAR: Your MajestY. us one day Even though I know this love shall separate MARrE ANToTNETTE: I'm a person before I'm a queen! And I'm a woman with a just (oscl:x aPProacbes') ing heart ! I'm a woman waiting and wanting to love and be loved like anyonC ()sCAR: Fersen. . . I was born to love him. He is the first man I ever wanted to love of my own frcc Oscar. toward him, and even God can't stop this FERSEN: ' ' .$7.hat Oscar, all the blood in my body surges of the night? would happcn if osCAR: \rhat are you doing here, in the middle red fower from blooming! peoPle saw You here? oscAR: Your Majesty. . . FERSEN:oscar,laughatme,thismanwhotblindedbylove.Ijustwantedtoseethc MARIE ÁNToINETTE; I know I'm committing a sin. But sdll, I cannot send Fersen queen, even ifit is from afar' to Sweden ! Doďt forget your social standing! osCAR: Doďt be a fool!You're a Swedish aristocrat. oscAR: Your MajestY! FERSEN: Oscar. ' . MARIE ÁNToINETTE: Even if the sun rose from the west! osCAR:Youknowwhataturbulentstatethiscountryisin.Andyoťreoneoftherea. (Indignant$, MÁRIE ANToINETTE leaues. Á disnessed osCÁR is lefi alone. uq sons for it. cIRoDELLE of tbe Royl Guard appears quietly.) FERSEN:Nowwaitaminute'Howeverblindedbylovelmightbe,Iamdiscreetandcan . brave to speak your mind' cIRoDELLE: Commandant . . you were ' ' ' endured tell right from wrong' Ah, the hardships I have ' ' ' oscAR: Major Girodelle, Her Majesty spoke harsh words to me' enough' You (l!il:^Rl t|errrtt , , , rlsr1rlte tlrc lrnrrlrlrlpr, yrrttr eílirrtr weÍG |tot réirr'i,-THI oArtrtilt rrntlce' Iuve tc*llr,erl lt, trtlt cve n the klng hat rrarte tl to nttttttt.it re|kt'trrl in tht tn tlt g,tnlens uÍ'the I,,tla,e tl'I'err,ttlles, ,4 llemtt|ill líťhct ,! u,,tteyll,,t,y lll{its l{N I t'lhc klng t e,dy ill""llťt' ť n'ťh'rď tllr atu' Seilutth'e u,Íllťt,, ,tni 1fi7 x1lsyppxttpr"tr1q o'nrt t|'lrees in 'lhe klng h decply cqttrltlcrlte urr{ rnllrl, tlc myr ll(tthlttH hr pu[lle, bUt ťnlhŮtť' oslAnr h(,,ltl, M^lllai AN'l'()lNF''l''|'li il'li l?lills11N ,r,r,i,,, t, .t Frťll.y tiith rlramltkť runlor$ luvc rcnch*l lrlr calr, lrltRs!:N: ()scar,.. of rhc niglrr' llersett' rt rliglrt' MAt{'t AN'1,()lNli'l"l'ti: ()1r., , I livc orlly in thc shatlows (Sad music,) throtrglr cottrt ritulls nlrtl ccrctttrrlties' l]ttr l ettttrc ttl liÍ'c. l)rrrirrg tlrc clny, I slurrrbcr Ytttt know vct'y wcll thnt slrc culttt osCARi Fcrscn, she is rhc qtrcen of tjrlnce, fUrt thc sulr g()cs dtlwlt tltr tlrc lrorizotr wlrcIr tlrc night conrJr, at last I awaken. \íhen into your arms! her throlrc nncl conlc running fastcr ancl rny blo MEsDAMEs : Madame Monzette. Itonrc irnmediately. lvhat? (Tbe oucurssE DE MoNzErrn weeps.) (;oN'rri rrE PRoVENCB: An engagement? (Ironicall\.) Ha, ha, ha ' . . what amus' MARqUISE DE sIsINA: Calm down,.. calm down... ing ncws I hear. You're still a bachelor? DUcHEssE DE MoNZETTT: How can I possibly be calm?! Oscar has been KIN(; LOUIS XvI: Youcan't. from the Royal Guard ro the French Guard! The French Guard is differenr from (;OMTE, DE MERCY: PATdON? Royal Guard, which protects this palace. The French Guard is in charge of KrN(; LOUIs xvl: You reallY can't. the peace in France . . . to transfer to such dangerous post right now. . . (;oNTE DE PRoVENCE: My dear brother . . . ? coMTESsE DE LAMBEsqun: So you say, but it's by Oscar's own wish. K I Nc Louls xvl : Fersen, can't you possibly postpone your departure DUCHESSE DE MoNzETTn: Is that what you think, too? tr[RsEN: Your Majesty. . . VI sc oMTEssE CÁLoNNE: That's right, indee d. It is not ourplace to object to her decislon KrNc Louls xvl: The queen will be so sad. She is solely dependent on you. It would not DUCHESSE DE MONZETTE: Andyou? be a problem if the country w Íe at Peace' but there is much turmoil now.'Would you tT:::: DE sIsINA: Madame la Duchesse, our brilliant Oscar must have had please give youí suPPort to her? coNTE DE PRovENcr: My dear brother, you know this man and my sister-in.law DUCHEssE DE MoNZETTI: Then, are you saying that Oscar has abandoned us?! are... MARqUISE DE sIsINÁ: Oh, don't say that. . . KING Louls xvr: \ hat do you say? Is it not possible ? DUcHEssE DE MoNZETTE: But it's true! Her resignation from the Royal Guard FERSEN: Your Majesty. . . Forgive me. . . that she abandoned us, the aristocracy! KING Louls xvl: Then it really isn't possible, is it? CoMTESSE DE LAMBEsquE: You need to worry, Madame la Duchesse, The FERsEN: It is an order from che king of Sweden . . . Guard is composed of rough commoners, different from the Royal Guard. Even KrNc Louls xvr: Yes . . . but we will miss you ' . . capable Oscar will find them uncontrollable, and she'll come back. . . FERSEN: Your MajestY. . . DUCHEsSE DE MoNzETrn (Hystericall):Yo,al You all say that we should wait dll KING Louls xYr: Mayyou be haPPY. . . then?! Should we just watch with folded arms our dear, dear Oscar in danger and do FERSEN: I wish Your Majesty the best of health . . . Farewell. (Leaues.) nothing at all?! I won't. My Oscar . . . oh, Oscar, Oscar, wherefore art thou Oscar? coNTE DE pRovENCB: Brother, how can you be so friendly to him.'Why did you sperk MESDAMES: Madame Monzette . .. to such a man? He is . . . DUcHEssE DE MoNZETTB: Oh, I'm going to faint away in such agony because I ant KING LoUIs xvr: I know. so, soooo worried. coMTE DE MERCY: Your MajestY. . ' KrNG LOUrS xvr: Don't embarrass me. Fersen is an agreeable man. Any woman WOUId be attracted to him. . . . g oánAnl +lhdy, (](lN't,t1 l'É ph()vHN(;pr Ytttt kttcrv gnrl lrltl , , , t Yrlu and rny rllrer=ln'law ', (lrtnr' }'er, lt'l elre*rly lre' tirrrrrl ltigltt' l'nrly lr M^RE('N-(il,;t:Ér wlth threc rlrlltltetr, Attd evett th,ruglr yorrr wilb ' ' ' (m l nntt n-ti l'^(] Ég"" l"" r|'thnv,ilť!'| re tttelttberrtl, Tlre .l,rtrr oť *,"1, 1-1ltttri xvl (I1tť,,r,,lrllng ltis !,rnrl,r:t'),()h, |'ve |ust ll'I grl ttl t|urlr lolllcfhll|l| tlš(]^ltl ()lt Nnlttty, th*t rnlrrrrr artrlirrtttlr l lcnvc trl yrrtt " ' " ' lrcctr tlte tlthcr thy, l,ct ttte íix it trrrw, , , , t,.ltrttt ltlr crclklrtglilrlce ttty rrrlstotr*cy rrrny happerr tlrnt wlll firrce nre nr rltcrl ' ' ' (ioN'r'11 r)li ltl(oVl{N(:ttr Oh trtorlrer .,, (lbllouu bin') lt!i(]Al(: André,, . Arrdré,,, ($lrillll') (O,tht nush.) (rrx trrrÍ, romcs in,) (:()M'I'14 r)ti Mlll{(lYl Ytrrrr Miriesty.. , AxtlllÍ,l Whntir wrongilt tlris tirrrc oťnight " ' ? (urrntn AN'l'()lNli'r'l'r1,fllrlrefln,) $ (ttst:nn walks touard the window') Your Mnjcsty. l)id you hclr whnt His Mljcsry said ' ' ' I c;oM't't,: t)ti MLlt(lY: , are . Thcy are shinitrg as if thcy rrc un8wgrc ()ri(;A lr| ()h Anc'lré. How bcautiÍul thesc stars . , My king, plcrrsc ťorglvc í1l' r MARlE, ANlOtNtiTTll: How dccply lrave I sirrncrl. ' our carthly problcms lre tiny whcn rrÍjlttttltitrl dcsprir and thc sorrows of this world. hcirrtwas, I havc bccn...l4m.., Not knowirrghow mlgntnirnousyour ) sce Ir Íirlrrl rlre vastncss of the universe' coM'l'E DB, MLRCY: Yclur Majesty.. ' that a glass carriagc 6llcd with happl- ANt)Rt: Vhcn you were a child, you used to say appear cbeerJully') (lr oaulurN and tt DAUPHINE \X/ay' ttcss woultl comc to fetch you from the Milky ' ' ' LE DAUpHIN and rR DAUPHINE: Maman! ()s(:All: Vhat was mY haPPiness ' ' ' ? LE DAUpHIN: Maman, I heard that Oscar is going to Paris. She said she'll let rnc rldf ,rHtrltít: Oscar, . . says good-bye. I can go, can't I ? her horse before she did I ? ()s(]AIt: Anrlré, I didn't make wrong choices in life' go with him. LA DAUPHINE: I want to you tonight ' ' nNtrnÍ.: This is not like you' Something is wrongwith ' (uanIr ANToINETTE bolds her tuo children tightb') thankyou' part ()s(]AR: André, I must MARrE ANToTNETTE: comre de Mercy. From today' I will sever my des to the nNtlnÉ: Why do you acl so formal ďl of a sudden? dynasty. For the king' and for our children ' ' ' protect this Bourbon felt about me' os(lAR: It's not as if I didn't know how you (Music. Rising.) ANDRÉ (In amazernenl): oscar' ()scAR: . . Do like me? is su'feringfom unraqtá ' You scene rj,eNoRÉ sees pEnsnN o/lnn sEN lectures ArloyÍ'--who [In (Camouflaging): are you going into this now ? ' ' ' tbe nobleness ,f hAl$' A N D RÉ 'Vhy loae bis lord's daugbte, o..o*, who is of a higher class tban he-on for ()scAR: Be honest with me' aNpRÉ:...Ilikeyou..' oscAR: Do You love me ? SCENE 14. OSCAR'S S.ITTING ROOM ergonÉ: Yes, I love you. with the giant wheels of history' scc' oscAR: My existence is next to nothing compared sitting in ont of a rni.rror and baaing ber bair o s crn i sitting roorn.oscAR is i dependence' I let myself get away with such emotional ber nurse. aNoRÉ: oscar. ' . osCAR:Yet..'doyoustillloveme?.W.illyouvowtolovemeforaslongasyoulivc? osCÁR: You know what, nanny? ANDRÉ:Doyouwantmetoswearathousandtimes,tenthousandtimes?Doyoudarc MARRoN-GLAcÉ: \7hat is it? to be callcd makemeutterthesewordsandstakemylifeonthem?Iloveyou!ofcoursellovc oscAR: They say that nowadays' it is more honorable among commoners and citoynnc,' you... citoyn artď citoyennethan to be called monsieur and rnadalne. Citoyn oscAR: André, hold me! Those do not sound bad. ÁNDRÉ: Oscar. . . none of ouÍ concern' what new words are popular with MÁRR6N-GLÁcÉ: Itt to be the wife of André Grandier ' ' ' oscAR: Just this one night I want commoneís.. . ANDRÉ: oscar. . . oscAR: You are right. I am an aristocrat after all ' ' ' osCAR:IwanttobecalledthewifeofAndréGrandier,tobethewifeoftheonewho I brought you uP as a French aristocrat, a young lady of MARRoN_GLAcÉ: Yes, indeed. decade carried a torch for me for more than a ' ' ' the House ofJarjaYes. .-'-*-=, -.í:':i:_-1 n nH^nllr llilr,rlle,,, (l/llg, rrsr',rn ttghtly\; l arrr , , l'rrr o,' l,' ltlve llverl t,' reť lltil tlily , , , ' 6la,l 'llrtr ^NltltÉ Ilrq^t 1ir lq, .. tlrlq tr l,rr lrn q,ltr,, . ( llry 1,u1, r,ttlt t!ltt ttclttly ,tilrl ttt\q,ttt ,tttllttt ltt lrtt,l \,\urltltnly, .tutttrlt,tl, t,'r,trtu,l ut llr tltt!'tttr r'\ ( (,lll ^Nt)t(íli nr'l(N^l(ir: )lr, tlrorr p,ttttrlurlr illlly llli',lll ' ' ' l ,ovc r'.ttt bc r, r srvccl ()s(lAl(: Ir()\^t ilr: l).rrlirrg, , . lllil(N^l(lr: l),rrll it ,,, trrtl l.ltc,,, l(lrs,rIic,,, wť llIll\l l,ovc c;trt bc srl sttrrltlg Htl,,, l(()sAl.tl:: \t's! 't'()(i t,:'l'l I li l(: ('!lt11, 11,11,7 itt t Ltttt't'.'y, hlrttir, ritin,q u'itlt tllnrlrutirtrt ,tuil ttur,ttit:.tt,) l,ovc cutt bc stl prcciotts l.ovc curt lrc so srtblirttc l,ovc, Lovc, l,ovc (Musit. Itising.) SCENE 16. THE CITY CENTER OF PARIS 'tht ( (; ( ! l,t'iilqr itt tl'tc city l'enlcr. A'NDlLí,. is puslling llack rrl,zny solilit:t's of li l( li N ) l l lt l l ' '^ SCENE 15. CURTAIN livcrytlrrc,wait!$í/cnrustl1otlctrccklesslywitlrolrtlrn ,ffi -+,;.+i l*11 lli(],tElsllenretI yorrwanttnllve,elr'*yttttrmouthrndltrenqullďyl'frll, rHFr*r o.Gt ,,,1tá{ ll:('^lljAllllrél lrrlrlictr, tit,tirl y,rttl t ltrrlt c' Willylrrl lťlll ill 1,,twtt.,ll tlte ktrrg*rr,ltlrt'at'lrtrlllafralld h|e l,,lniltl,illlriutt'u,) ylllll (l\Ytr ( )r yrrtt,,tr l lllrťlIt, tltr l11 arulrllÍl Irtlt t,rkcglxrtl rrttctllyrrttt lllut'r:lt l't}tlrl },l'llI Hllltr nl 1rr'lr1rlr' will ítrr irrltt 1rerl1r|e ( }!( : A lt (.fr l'r.llll'r)l Attrlré, t lli,, plr lt ir'tt. rl I llHHlť l lti( ] lt t tt tttl i ttglrl rt N tl tt íl' ) l'll|' (it'Al(l)s: ( ]rltttttt'tlttl'ttlt ivť rvill lirl|'rrv ytlrrt ( )rlt'tr'tttttt'tttrllttll ( tl l' tt H a Htr't/írl'.l l |tttu " ' ^ ()st'at'',, ()rtlll Wltcrc at'c yrrttť (;tiNrir{Ar,r)llltotrttttir \irrt.,.\irrr'll luylitltlris,,,(lotrte.(/r,llrr,) ,tNtlHít; (t5(:Ált: ( lltr rttrtil tf',qrruirolt,) Arrrlrť'! lrl' ()sclrr.... witvirrglrlrllrrlc ltlrir cycs nrttl ltlrlkirrg, likc rhc wittgs ()s(:Al{: srrltlicrs. l,ct rrs jrlirr tlrc lighr íilr rrttr Irrrrltelirttrl, May the '..lrlrrc '.. My lrrirvc 1rcrl1rlc;rlr,l ^Nl)l(íil l\'6irsrrs . , . tltltkcs rlry lrcltrt Íltrttcr' cxploitsol'tlrclllcnclr('lrr;rlrl livcorrirrlristoty,pusscrl rlrwttlt'otttl4cttcrltirtlltllB 11. holtr likc hon t'.vt omb.) (n rr fi rlics i n t.flilod ttf' hullcts, h is bhdy riddlcd witb ťrilti(rll, Íilr lts lrrrrg:rs tttctl livc! N D ()s(]^l.: l.ct Ilrc gol Lct rnc gol Andlé! 'lr r r,r (iL,^nt)s: l"lulrnlr! ()s . . . cirr. ()s(lA lt: l,ortrl yottt' gttns! N l) l{ í,]: ^ ('s(]^ lt (Shaking oIJ'm]RNARD): André . . . 'l l l li (; UA ll.l)S: Ycs, sir'! o s c (L! u.s it'. St rongfu . B lacko ut, ex c ep t for AR') '|.Hri I,tiol'Ll.t: Lct us join for ihc fight! I{rrhh! 'wc ()scAR (titrsaking her grieJ stands up resolutely): citoitens! must nor let hirt (r'Hr c;uen o s leaue in bigh qtirits.) arrcl Fllte lrtiry ir.r we will fight rill rhe end. For Liberty, Equality, ' ' ' ()scAR: Arrdré. tlcrrrh bc vain! (,'ito.ycns!Let us atrack the Bastille first and show our forcel Citoyen'rl litllwirltll You were very brave to make uP your nrind ' ' . ^Nl)RÉ: (,4lnost sbrieking.) ()scAR: André! w'hen this battle is over, it will be tirne for our wedding. , . ANDRÉ: Oscar. . . oscAR: For France . . .let us fight splendidly. (Gunshots resound nearbj,. eNonÉ leaues.) SCENE 17. THE BASTILLE ()scAR: Please forgive me, my queen. Oscar has finally betrayed you, despite the pro. (it'url' 'lhc uitb tbefarnous painting,The Taking of the Bastille. ilbc I'\cnrh fbund confidence you had in me. . . . Father, please forgive Oscar's disobedicncc , , , set is arranged. rnerciless bullet hits ()s(;^ t{ ,4 rlttnce nurnber representing the attack fu tbe people. Á ' but someone needs to Protect the weak citizens. . . . Farewell to all these yokcs oťthe past . . . Farewell to my youth, never to return . . . (nrnNeno and vosnrtn basten in.) RoSALIE: Lady Oscar! me your hands. The sufferingyou've borne, I will tty trl lreur ll BERNARD: OSCAT... osCAR: André . . .lend André' .' Are you no longer here? Ro sALIE: Mademoiselle Oscar! too .' . André .'' (Á whiteflagrises in the backstage set') oscAR: Bernard, things are as you have heard . . ' Mademoiselle Oscar! BERNARD: Thankyou. How. . . how. . . RosALIE: Oscar . . . a white flag flies over the Bastille' osCÁR: \i e shall unite to restore France to its former glory! BERNARD: last . . . France Vive la France' ROSALIE: Mademoiselle Oscar. I cannot tell how much the citizens \ /ere encouragcd oscAR: Has it fallen at ' ' ' (Cries') byyou.... RosALIE: Noooooooh! Mademoiselle Oscarl thal' ot{(lA R (People are rejoicing at a d.istance: Tbe Bastille has been taken! In bearing oscAR: Rosalie. The army is tough! Are you ready. . ' ? Music. Rising.) RoSALIE: Yes, I am. breathes her last. (Suddent1. Á bullet bits tbe bridge girder. oscey and others lie doun. lNoxÉ returns,) is confned in Swed.en, receiues word of the French lleuolullhn afrd ANDRÉ: Oscar... Oscar... lln scenerS, rtnsEN, who deathsfon GIR.DELLE. In scene t9, tbose uho c,flÍidťr ?&l' (Tbe sound ofgunshots nearby. The citizens run about trying to escape.) }rorr, ,f or"ox's and ,xllopÉ''s Frencb royatfarnily to be against Sweden\ national inl,eresl * osCAR; André... sEN's atterupt to rescue the 'A0 pleatds to hi's kingfor perrnission to leaue tbe country hecaUse be ANDRÉ: Don't come, stay away. The enemy is near. (Á ballet strikes hin?.) against hin. In scene zo, rxxstN perrnission') oscAR: André... is willing to risk bis tifefor loue. He is granted a totlHlt PAET II (m rnrr AN'f'orNE!''t'E ilukc hr h?rd,l ,lr'rllr lli pnlu,que . ln ye ne s, ll]e t uut'lletl alunilun the n'yil tn :teno lt{r$^l,lEl lilu ltlttrl, Yrlu rlltl ll{tl éát yertenley, attll rrelllter tllrl yr'rr eirt tlre tlny lrelilr'e | r tlr ,|ánlly, il n , , N'r'or N l'r"r'tt, rlrrkt'et u th p*rylc ilnt shr u,ill tdfu rcspusibitlt,y as tbe qneen yerterrlay, lirur lrotly wlll ' ^ (itr.l ,lhe lrat,r,t tlle palatr of'l'enaill* lt tene 4,ltlitl,st{N asks iastrla, MARlÍ1 ANŤo'ť M^Rll{ AN'l'('lNF"ťl'El l wlll lre itlll|lllollť(l lry stltrtt' At tlrls rtege, why rhtrrrlt{ l yenr llve homilaud,'fitr halp lnt il rtfilsarl, l,i'on 'Í oÍltuttd, MÁl(llt AN'l'()lNB'|'1'B tttqke nn cÍlirrt trl lll,il she rlon hape tirs tu llrr'fintily, hat /árz t, last visitor is herc , , . In tbc ltrison oJ'tbe gloorryt concergerie. Tbe bells of Notre Dame tolt duolately flecfb!, ttr.l(NAltl): , . . Vidow Clpct. The \Jťho in tbe prison, MARrE ANToINETT r. combs her bair The door opens witb a hcauy M^l{lll AN'roINET'rE: !7ho is it? could possibly want to mcct .l prisoncr colr" Ir()sALIE comes in. tlcnrrrcd to clic ? ('lhc c'ourr DE' MERcY comes in wben nnr.Nl'pn and nosLt|E Š0nut.) RoSALIE: Your Majesty. . . (]()MTti l)[ MERCY: Your Majesty. . . MARIE ANTOINETTE: ROSAIiC... MARtl.] ANToINETTE: Comte de Mercy. You shouldn't be here. . . . Iťyou arc scctt ltere. LoSALIE: I brought your dinner. . . you will be punished. MajestY. . . MARrE ANToTNETTE: Oh, itt already night . . . It's hard to tell morning frorrr evenl S coMTE DE MERCY: Your in rhis dimly lit prison . . . M ARIE ANToINETTE: I want you, at least, to stay alive . . . (nosnrtn ties.) coMTE DE MERcY: I came to return this to you. (Thkes out tbe doll Stepban,) MARIE ANToINETTE: Please don't cry. MARIE ANToINETTE: Stephan .. . (Hugs it dearfu.) I l{osALIE: Your Majesty. . . COMTE DE MERCv: W'hen you came for your marriage from Vienna to Vcrsrillcs, MARrE ANToINETTE: Rosalie. You will be punished ifyou say "Your Majesty," Call Rtr rook this doll away from you in hopes that you would become an adult as soon .llt female convict z8o or Widow Capet. possible. . . but because you grew up " . Your Majesty. . . RosALIE: No, I won't. To me, you will always be my queen. MARrE ANToTNETTE: This doll was me. . . . And I was just a doll mysel{, my wholc lif'c, MARIE ÁNToINETTE: But that Puts you in a difficult situation. And think of how lt coMTE DE MERCY: Your MajestY. . . a I was. . . . may affect your husband . . . it's already hard for you to tend to me like this . . . MARIE ÁNToINETTE: I was scolded by you often. Such naughty girl RoSÁLIE: Your Majesty . . . this is my husband, Bernard. CoMTE DE MERCY: Your Majesty. . . please take good care of Stephan from now on , . . (nr'nNeno appears.) MARrE ANToTNETTE: Thank you. I will talk to this doll as I used to in the past . . . but BERNARD: WidowCapet. for how longwill that be? MARrE ANTOTNETTE: Rosalie has been very kind Co me. coMTE DE MERCY: Your Majesty . . . (Tries to kiss tbe bem of her dress.) BERNÁRD: Not at all. She does what she must do as the warden of this prison. MARIE ANToINETTE: Comte de Mercy (Áuoiding bim), it is time to say good-byc. I am MARIE ANToINETTE: . . . Bernard. . . my turn has come, has it not? glad I was able to see you in the end. . . please take good care ofyourself. . . BERNÁRD: \ idow Capet. coMTE DE MERcy (rJnbearably):Your Majesty . . . (Leaues.) MARIE ANToINETTE: Be frank. I know it well. I hear Death's footsteps close by. (Music. Calrn.) BERNÁRD : Please forgive me. I am powerless. . . . At least, will you ple ase accept your cnd MARIEÁNToINETTE:Everythingisover....Thisis..'thisisall ...well,mylastbitof wirh the royal dignity. . . work is to die with dignity. . . MARIE ÁNToINETTE: I understand. I left Versailles with that resolution. (rnnsEN appears, enaeloped in a black mantle.) ď M^nlt avn tbdurt hen , et ttt FHRHBNT My flgeen , , , ^HŤ6IN yrrtlt lret'nttre till MARtt{ llel:ett,,, lrerrctt,,, \líhyt,,, Who lct yrltr ln here,,, l he dlrel'tpd to BBÉrBH)l Hernrtrll latn tlee1'ly gr,rreíirl lirt klttrltter' ^N't'('lNB'|''|'Et vet'y rllglrtlie,l Ál llle (|tleell rrí'llrtttre (lllpht tl! lre, llRll$líNl t eEnttot tell yrrrr, firr the perrrln wlll be cnrl*nprctl lry *lrrlng rrr , , , rlte erltl l wlll lre ahle ttl l! -á| Ittrt M^t{lr AN'l'(llNli't't'ltr Arn 1,,, nttl lrlťelrnlrrg, ,,,1 likc u rerl rore bklotrtltrg ltt Ver r'rlller, n ll ltN^ Rn ! Vldow (iapet I llItRstl,N: No, Thlr ln tttlr tt tlrelrn. l huve errntc r() šÉvey(rtl, Yrrrrr Mrr|erty, , ' M AN1'()lNllŤ'Í'lll Ycs,,, M AltrÍ Nlt'l"I'ltl Fcrricn . ., ^l{lt{ ^NT'()l ( t t u I i a n u u d.) ltttsttN: Yrur Majcsty, [,vcrything has trccn urrangcd, l, ]ersen, protnirc to gtrltle u rr nt I A N't'o N ri'l'!' t,. tcaurs.f ir lt r rrrr .qro lten) oursirlc thc cottrttry, r/ril(sr,:N: Your Majcsty . . . ('lriu lo ru nfier (Áppears and stops bim): No, you nrustn't! I beg you . . MARtD AN'rotNF,TTli: Tlrarrk yott, Fcrscn . . , cvcn lt rlrc risk oťyorrr own lifi, lt()sALIB' ' rrril{sriN: Let me go! Rosalie . . . F[RsENi Your Mrjcsty. . . Majesty go. Please do not cast a shadow on her sntile. For thnt MARIE ANToINETTE: I am touched, rcally, to know that thcrc was still a Pcrson lrthg l(osALlE: Please let Her is thc end ofthe queen ofFrance. . . cared about mc so dceply. . , ('Ibe people's cheers in the distance. RosALrE bursts into tears and leaues.) FĚRsEN: Please' Your Majesry.,, . the soone r the lrcttcr. My queen . . . MARIE ANTOINETTE: Now. . . now I can die in pcacc . . . rriRSEN: (As be wishes to haue uevtp. ANToINETTE hear bis rrzg! FELsEN sings whlle FERsEN: Your Majesty, . . if MARIEANToINETTE:Pleaseforgiveme...sincelwillnotobeyyou...Fersen".lam weeping.) the queen of France. My mother has once told me to not be Austrian but to becomC I trlit(sEN: splendidFrenchwoman....Iwanttohonorherwordsuntilmylasrmoment.Fersen.., Love can be so sorrowful, I am the queen of France, rhe widow of the king, and a mother of the litde dauphin, Love can be so painful, My dauphin and dauphine, where are they, and how are they doing? . . . I cannot pos' Love can be so torturous, be ephemeral sibly abandon my poor children and escape . I am the queen, but at the same time I am a Love can (Tbe silk gauze in the prison becornes transparent.) mother, a very ordinary mother. How can I possibly escape and leave them . . . ? FERsEN and lteRrn ANToINETTE: FERSEŇ: You are. . . MARIE ÁNToINETTE: Fersen' Please. Let me die, at least on the soil of France where Love, Love, Love (u,r.nIE ANToINETTE slow[, clirnbs up the steps to the guillotine.) my children are . . . FERsEN: No! I cannot forsake the person for whom I riskerl my life! MARIE ÁNToINETTE: Fersen. \7e have endured so much until this day, have we not . . . ? FERSEN: Your Majesty. . . SCENE 11. THE GUILLOTINE MÁRIE ANToINETTE: I begyou. Ifyou still love me, then please let me end my life with Tbe rnakes use of tbe grand staircase. dignity as the queen of France. That will be the last proof of your love for me ' ' ' guillotine FERSEN: My queen . . . like the red roses that MARrE ANToTNETTE (Strongfi ernbrace eacb otber): Fersen . . . Thank you . . . thank FERSEN: My queen . . . you will live in my heart forever. Forever in Versailles . . . you . . . (Puts the doll in bis bands.) bloom midway and turns around.) (Heauy sound of the door opening.) (Áscending, MARIE ÁNToINETTE pauses Adieu, Versailles . . . Adieu, Paris . . . Adieu. . . France . . . MÁRIE ÁNToINETTE: oh no. . . someone is coming ... (TbeY separate.) MARIE ÁNToINETTE: (rnnsrN hides. sxrrvtrtD appears with a surueillance soldier') (uanrrANTorNETTE disappearsassbeascendsthestaircase.Shoutsofioyfornthecrowd.) FERSEN: Myqueen! MARIE ÁNToINETTE: Bernard . . . thank you for your trouble . . . (Wtth this daperate cr!,rnysrN sinks below tbef.oor on the trapdoor lifi. Music rising.) BERNARD: \ idow CaPet. . . MARIE ÁNToINETTE: I know. Don't sayanythingmore... no\M... Shallwe go?... BÁCKSTAGE cHoRUs: Love can be sorrowful BERNÁRD: Let me accomPanyyou '. . (uenrn ANT6TNETTE is about to leaue. rrtsnN loses bis selfrestraint and steps out.) Love can be painful L,ove enn trc torruour Where lr the love I long tr l.uve cnlr bc cphnrrernl Ahlrh,,,Ahhh.,, Whrrt ll tlte lrrve I wnnt trut Ahhh,,, Ahhh,,. l,ookn tttey lre decelving \Vho enn und rtmnd Ahhh ... drlr wontan',s hcgrt oťmlne (In u irtslant, thc pnttd stairt'dsa turns lnto thc stagc ttt'lhe Íírettdťulal,finak,) ^NDRÍ'l Strcamlng blonde hair llt is t'ustprnar.y in 'lhkaraatka nnsiuls lo haue uarittusly nstuncd antl charcograpbad The figurc with the bluc cYes tbat are rut necessarifu connccred with rhe story oJ'the play. Át the uery ldst umas the 'firlales Looking like thc wings of Pegasus ['i7ale, in wbich main characters in tbe play appear and sing in gorgeousl decorated tosturtBl Makcs my hcart flutter Scene tz' I'inale Á (Rockets) Ahh, unforgettable You Scene g. Finale B (Thngo of Rosu) I call to thc heavens and you answer me not Scene 14. Finale C (Bolero) , I'ERSEN: Scene 15. Finale D) How could I, how could I Possibly forget her She was, she was SCENE 16. GRAND FINALE Like a rose ALL DOUBLE TRIO CHORUS: Love can be so sweet. Sweet MARIE ÁNToINETTE: Love can be so strong, Strong A seed born Love can be Ahhh. . . precious On the banks of the blue Danube Precious, grand Love can be sublime, Ahhh... The memory of a beautiful rose Love, Love, Love Blooming on the banks of the Seine Ah, because oflove, Ahhh... Forever and ever There is joy in life, Ahhh.. . Unchanging Ah, because oflove, Ahhh.,. . Like humans who are mortal The world is one, Ahhh.. . Even fowers will die some day That is why are so beaudful Ahhh... who must say farewell PeoPle Like humans CURTAIN Even flowers will die some day LE DAUpHIN and rl DÁUPHINE DOUBLE TRIO CHORUS: Showing loose wisps of hair Ahh... waving in the morning wind, Ahh... The valiant figure vanishes in the distance Ahh.. . Hiding the shadows of a hidden sorro\M Ahh... RoSÁLIE and sorre: To love and care for someone unforgettable Ahh... The beaudful white vision Ahh... Oscar, Oscar Ahh. .. Are you the white rose of our hearts Ahh...