THE BRIDAL PRAYER.
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Sweet be her dreams, the fair, the young; Grace, Beauty, breathe upon her; Music, haunt thou about her tongue; Life, fill her path with honor. All golden thoughts, all wealth of days, Truth, friendship, love, surround her; So may she smile, till life be closed, And angel bands have crowned her. Barry Cornwall. |
One Female Figure.
This simple, yet pretty tableau represents a young maiden dressed in bridal costume, kneeling in prayer in her chamber, preparatory to her descent to the room below, where she is to enter into the holy bonds of matrimony. The stage furniture consists of an ornamental chamber set, a few richly-bound books, pictures, and other articles pertaining to a chamber. The young lady should be of good figure and features. Costume consists of a white dress, low in the neck, and ornamented with white flowers. The hair can be dressed to suit the performer's taste, while a wreath of myrtle and flowers encircles the head, at the back of which trails a long white veil. Position is, kneeling in the centre of the stage, so that a side view can be had of the form, the hands raised and placed together in front of the face, the head slightly thrown back, the eyes closed, and the countenance expressing devotion. Little light is required, which should come from the side of the stage. Music soft and plaintive.
THE GUITAR LESSON.
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O, strike the guitar lightly, lightly; Its tones I ne'er forget; O, strike the guitar lightly; 'Tis sweet as when we met. |