Papageno in his dress of feathers is an amusing character. His firstsong, "A fowler bold in me you see," with interludes on his pipes, isjovial; and after his mouth has been padlocked his inarticulate andoft-repeated "Hm!" can always be made provocative of laughter. WithPamina he has a charming duet "The manly heart that love desires."The chimes with which he causes Monostatos and his slaves to dance,willy-nilly, are delightful and so is his duet with Papagena, nearthe end of the opera. Tamino, with the magic flute, charms the wildbeasts. They come forth from their lairs and lie at his feet. "Thymagic tones shall speak for me," is his principal air. The concertednumber for Pamina and trio of female voices (the Three Youths orgenii) is of exceeding grace. The two Men in Armour, who in one ofthe scenes of the ordeals guard the portal to a subterranean cavernand announce to Tamino the awards that await him, do so to the vocalstrains of an old German sacred melody with much admired counterpointin the orchestra.
We at once recognize to whom it is due that he has found this momentof repose, for we hear like prophetic measures the strains of thebeautiful ballad which is sung by Senta in the second act of theopera, in which she relates the legend of "The Flying Dutchman" andtells of his unhappy fate. She is the one whom he is to meet when hegoes ashore. The entire ballad is not heard at this point, only theopening of the second part, which may be taken as indicating in thisoverture the simplicity and beauty of Senta's character. In fact, itwould not be too much to call this opening phrase the Senta Motive. Itis followed by the phrase which indicates the coming to anchor of theDutchman's vessel; then we hear the Motive of the Dutchman himself,dying away with the faintest possible effect. With sudden energy theorchestra dashes into the surging ocean music, introducing this timethe wild, pathetic plaint sung by the Dutchman in the first act ofthe opera. Again we hear his motive, and again the music seems torepresent the surging, swirling ocean when aroused by a furioustempest. Even when we hear the measures of the sailors' chorus theorchestra continues its furious pace, making it appear as if thesailors were shouting above the storm. 2b1af7f3a8