Mother!
Miracle.
Yes, yes, ’tis her voice, do you hear?
Her voice, best counselor,
Who leaves you a talent the world has lost!
The Ghost.
Antonia!
Miracle.
Listen! She seems to live aagin,
And the distant public by its bravos fills her bliss.
Mother!
Miracle.
Yes, yes, ’tis her voice, do you hear?
Her voice, best counselor,
Who leaves you a talent the world has lost!
The Ghost.
Antonia!
Miracle.
Listen! She seems to live aagin,
And the distant public by its bravos fills her bliss.