Patience (Sullivan, Arthur)

Title	Patience
Alternative title	Bunthorne's Bride
Creators	Arthur Sullivan, composer William Schwenck Gilbert, librettist
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Instrumentation	voices, mixed chorus and orchestra
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Composed	1881
First published	1881
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Composition types	Savoy operas
Language	English
Period	Romantic
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Scores

Details	Section	Type	Publisher	Date	File (click to view)
View	Complete	—	—	—	Act I, Part 1 Act I, Part 2 Act I, Part 3 Act II
View	Complete	—	—	—	Act I Act II
View	Overture	—	Manuscript	—	Complete Score
View	Complete	parts	Manuscript	—	Flute 1 Flute 2/Piccolo Oboe Clarinet 1 (B/A) Clarinet 2 (B/A) Bassoon Horn 1 (F) Horn 2 (F) Cornet 1 (B/A) Cornet 2 (B/A) Trombone 1 Trombone 2 Timpani/Triangle/Bass Drum/Cymbals/Snare Drum Violins I Violins II Violas Cellos Basses
View	Complete	parts	Manuscript	—	Trombone 1 Violins II (incomplete)
View	Complete	vocal score	Chappell	1881	Complete Score
View	Complete	vocal score	Chappell	1881	Complete Score Complete Score
View	Complete	vocal score	Chappell	—	Complete Score (mono) Complete Score (color)
View	Complete	vocal score	Gilbert and Sullivan Archive	2010	Complete Score
View	Complete	selections,vocal score	J.M. Stoddart & Co.	1881	Vocal Gems Color Cover

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View	Overture Twenty lovesick maidens we Still brooding on their mad infatuation I cannot tell what this love may be The soldiers of our Queen — If you want a receipt for that popular mystery In doleful train, two and two we walk When I first put this uniform on Am I alone and unobserved? Long years ago, fourteen maybe Prithee, pretty maiden Let the merry cymbals sound Now tell us, we pray you, why thus they array you Your maiden hearts, ah, do not steel to pity's eloquent appeal Come, walk up, and purchase with avidity True love must single-hearted be I hear the soft note of the echoing voice of an old, old love long dead On such eyes as maidens cherish Sad is that woman's lot Turn, oh turn, in this direction A magnet hung in a hardware shop Love is a plaintive song So go to him and say to him, with compliment ironical It's clear that mediaeval art alone retains its zest If Saphir I choose to marry When I go out of door I'm a Waterloo House young man After much debate internal
View	Overture Twenty lovesick maidens we Still brooding on their mad infatuation I cannot tell what this love may be Twenty lovesick maidens we (first reprise) The soldiers of our Queen If you want a receipt for that popular mystery In a doleful train, two and two we walk Twenty lovesick maidens we (second reprise) When I first put this uniform on Am I alone and unobserved? If you're anxious for to shine Long years ago, fourteen maybe Prithee, pretty maiden Though to marry you would very selfish be Let the merry cymbals sound Now tell us, we pray you, why thus they array you Heartbroken at my Patience's barbarity Stay, we implore you, before our hopes are blighted Your maiden hearts, ah, do steel Come, walk up and purchase with avidity We've been thrown over, we're aware And are you going a ticket to buy Hold, stay your hand! True love must single-hearted be I hear the soft note of the echoing voice of an old, old love long dead But who is this, whose godlike grace proclaims he comes of noble race List, Reginald, while I confess a love that's all unselfishness On such eyes as maidens cherish Said is that woman's lot Silvered is the raven hair Turn, oh turn in this direction A magnet hung in a hardware shop Love is a plaintive song So go to him and say to him with compliment ironical It's clear that mediaeval art alone retains its zest If Saphire I choose to marry When I go out of door I'm a Waterloo House young man After much debate internal
View	Overture Twenty lovesick maidens we Still brooding on their mad infatuation I cannot tell what this love may be The soldiers of our Queen If you want a receipt for that popular mystery In a doleful train, two and two we walk When I first put this uniform on Am I alone and unobserved? — If you're anxious for to shine Long years ago, fourteen maybe Prithee, pretty maiden Let the merry cymbals sound Sad is that woman's lot Turn, oh turn in this direction A magnet hung in a hardware shop Love is a plaintive song So go to him and say to him It's clear that mediaeval art alone retains its zest If Saphir I choose to marry When I go out of door I'm a Waterloo House young man After much debate internal
View	Overture Twenty lovesick maidens we Still brooding on their mad infatuation I cannot tell what this love may be Twenty lovesick maidens we (reprise) The soldiers of our Queen If you want a receipt for that popular mystery In a doleful train When I first put this uniform on Am I alone and unobserved? Long years ago, fourteen maybe Prithee pretty maiden Let the merry cymbals sound Now tell us, we pray you Your maiden hearts Come walk up and purchase with avidity True love must single-hearted be I hear the soft note But who is this Sad is that woman's lot Turn, oh turn in this direction A magnet hung in a hardware shop Love is a plaintive song So go to him and say to him It's clear that mediaeval art alone retains its zest If Saphir I choose to marry When I go out of door I'm a Waterloo House young man After much debate internal

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