Dorothy (opera) - Musical Numbers

Musical Numbers

Act I
  • 1. Opening Chorus and Ballet – "Lads and lasses round about the hop-pole trip"
  • 2. Song with Trio – "Be wise in time, Oh Phyllis mine" (Dorothy, Lydia, and Phyllis)
  • 3. Quartet – "We're sorry to delay you" (Dorothy, Lydia, Wilder, and Sherwood)
  • 4. Ballad – "With such a dainty dame none can compare" (Wilder)
  • 5 Quintet – "A father's pride and joy they are" (Dorothy, Lydia, Wilder, Sherwood, and Tuppitt)
  • 6. Song and Trio – "I am the Sheriff's faithful man" (Lurcher, Wilder, and Sherwood)
  • 7. Quartet – "You swear to be good and true" (Dorothy, Lydia, Wilder, and Sherwood)
  • 8. Chorus with Solo – "Under the pump" (Lurcher)
  • 9. Act I Finale – "Now take your seats at table spread"
Act II
  • 10. Act II Introduction and Country Dance
  • 11. Song – "Though born a man of high degree" (Wilder and Chorus)
  • 12. Music for the Entrance of Dorothy and Lydia
  • 13. Graceful Dance
  • 14. Song – "Contentment I give you and all that it brings" (Bantam)
  • 15. Septet and Chorus – "Now let's to bed" (Dorothy, Lydia, Wilder, Sherwood, Lurcher, and Bantam)
  • 16. Recit and Quartett – "One moment pray" (Dorothy, Lydia, Wilder, and Sherwood)
  • 16a. Ballad – "I stand at your threshold sighing" ("Queen of my Heart") (Sherwood)
  • 17. Trio – "Are you sure that they are all in bed?" (Wilder, Sherwood, and Bantam)
  • 18. Chorus with Dorothy, Lydia, Wilder, Sherwood, Bantam, and Lurcher – "What noise was that"
  • 19. Act II Finale – "Hark forward"
Act III
  • 20. Act III – Ballet
  • 21. Chorus – "Dancing is not what it used to be"
  • 22. Ballad – "The time has come when I must yield" (Phyllis)
  • 23. Septet and Chorus – "What joy untold to feel at last"
  • 24. Act III Finale – "You swore to be good and true"

No. 16a became a successful ballad standard, "Queen of My Heart."

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