Robert, Duke of Normandy, the son of the Duchess Bertha
by a fiend who donned the shape of man to prosecute
his amour, arrives in Sicily to compete for the hand
of the Princess Isabella, which is to be awarded as
the prize at a magnificent tournament. Robert’s
daredevil gallantry and extravagance soon earn him
the sobriquet of ‘Le Diable,’ and he puts
the coping-stone to his folly by gambling away all
his possessions at a single sitting, even to his horse
and the armour on his back. Robert has an ame
damnee in the shape of a knight named Bertram,
to whose malign influence most of his crimes and follies
are due. Bertram is in reality his demon-father,
whose every effort is directed to making a thorough-paced
villain of his son, so that he may have the pleasure
of enjoying his society for all eternity. In
strong contrast to the fiendish malevolence of Bertram
stands the gentle figure of Alice, Robert’s
foster-sister, who has followed him from Normandy with
a message from his dead mother. Isabella supplies
Robert with a fresh horse and arms; nevertheless he
is beguiled away from Palermo by some trickery of
Bertram’s, and fails to put in an appearance
at the tournament. The only means, therefore,
left to him of obtaining the hand of Isabella is to
visit the tomb of his mother, and there to pluck a
magic branch of cypress, which will enable him to defeat
his rivals. The cypress grows in a deserted convent
haunted by the spectres of profligate nuns, and there,
amidst infernal orgies, Robert plucks the branch of
power. By its aid he sends the guards of the Princess
into a deep sleep, and is only prevented by her passionate
entreaties from carrying her off by force. Yielding
to her prayers, he breaks the branch, and his magic
power at once deserts him. He seeks sanctuary
from his enemies in the cathedral, and there the last
and fiercest strife for the possession of his soul
is waged between the powers of good and evil.
On the one hand is Bertram, whose term of power on
earth expires at midnight. He has now discovered
himself as Robert’s father, and produces an
infernal compact of union which he entreats his son
to sign. On the other is Alice, pleading and
affectionate, bearing the last words of Robert’s
dead mother, warning him against the fiend who had
seduced her. While Robert is hesitating between
the two, midnight strikes, and Bertram sinks with
thunder into the pit. The scene changes, and a
glimpse is given of the interior of the cathedral,
where the marriage of Robert and Isabella is being
celebrated.
‘Robert le Diable’ was an immense success when first produced. The glitter and tinsel of the story suited Meyerbeer’s showy style, and besides, even when the merely trivial and conventional had been put aside, there remains a fair proportion of the score which has claims to dramatic power. The triumph of ‘Robert’ militated against the success of ‘Les Huguenots’ (1836), which was at first rather coldly received. Before long, however, it rivalled the earlier work in popularity, and is now generally looked upon as Meyerbeer’s masterpiece. The libretto certainly compares favourably with the fatuities of ‘Robert le Diable.’