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And yet, such a splendid, bunchy bunny - Aria for mezzo-soprano
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And yet, such a splendid, bunchy bunny - Aria for mezzo-soprano
from The Velveteen Rabbit
music by Lisa Neher
libretto by Mandi Barrus
adapted from The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams
Length: 4 minutes
Range: B-flat 3-A-flat 5 (ossia A natural 5)
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Program Note
After the Boy recovers from dangerous case of scarlet fever, the Doctor orders Nana to burn the Velveteen Rabbit because he is covered with germs. Nana takes a quiet moment to reflect on the importance of toys in the lives of children, like the skin rocking horse that the Boy's Uncle loved as a child and the Velveteen Rabbit, who has become so important to the Boy.
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And yet,
such a splendid bunchy bunny
And the Boy does love him so.
What a shame to lose such a toy--
Such a pet--
for the Boy sees it as real.
Children and their playthings!
I remember a Skin Horse
the Boy’s Uncle once loved--
His old brown coat--
bald in patches--
showing the seams underneath.
All the hairs in his tail had been pulled out
to string bead necklaces.
And yet, the Boy’s Uncle loved him most
of all the toys in the nursery.
Then one day, I can’t recall which,
it was his last time in the nursery
His last time winding the frog
and his last time rocking the Skin Horse.
And what has become of that Skin Horse?
He gathers dust in the corner, I suppose.
But at least the Boy’s Uncle
could visit the nursery at Christmastime.
The Boy will lose his Bunny forever.
Oh, how his heart will break!
It does seem such a shame,
for the Boy loves him so.
Children and their playthings!
such a splendid bunchy bunny
And the Boy does love him so.
What a shame to lose such a toy--
Such a pet--
for the Boy sees it as real.
Children and their playthings!
I remember a Skin Horse
the Boy’s Uncle once loved--
His old brown coat--
bald in patches--
showing the seams underneath.
All the hairs in his tail had been pulled out
to string bead necklaces.
And yet, the Boy’s Uncle loved him most
of all the toys in the nursery.
Then one day, I can’t recall which,
it was his last time in the nursery
His last time winding the frog
and his last time rocking the Skin Horse.
And what has become of that Skin Horse?
He gathers dust in the corner, I suppose.
But at least the Boy’s Uncle
could visit the nursery at Christmastime.
The Boy will lose his Bunny forever.
Oh, how his heart will break!
It does seem such a shame,
for the Boy loves him so.
Children and their playthings!