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No. 24 - Finale Act III
| Capt. Sheridan: | Now fly, while you may! Prince, you have leave to depart: Hasten away! |
| Chorus: | Away! |
| Prince: | Take my thanks, I pray! |
| Sheridan: | Englishman honor a foeman so brave; But fly, if your life you would save! |
| Flora: | Gratitude e'er shall be yours, |
| Janet: | Thanks to thee, |
| Flora: | Safety for him it ensures; Ne'er our Prince shall be led To a fate that we dread, He escapes to the fair land of France! |
| All: | Then swing the claymore and smite the targe. |
| Sheridan: | Make haste, away! |
| All: | Ay, swing the claymore and sound the charge, |
| Chorus: | Hasten away! |
| All: | With a clang and a clash Let the good blades flash, With clang and a clash Let the good blades flash, And the Prince, the Prince will be away! |
| Chorus: | Away! |
| All: | Haste then! Then swing, swing the claymore and smite the targe. Then swing the claymore and sound the charge, All's going well! Now the peril and danger are o'er at last, The peril and danger are o'er at last, And the Prince, the Prince is saved. Hurrah! We have saved him, He's safe at last! Ah! Love's day has dawned at last, All pain and strife are past, |
| Prince: | Now I can live, dear, Live all for thee, all for thee, Dear one, for thee, yes for thee. Ah, yes, dawn comes at last; All strife is past, past; Ah! Now we can live for love's own sweet sake; Happy for aye, ever happy for aye, |
| Chorus: | Naught can betray, Naught can betray, Life for love's sake alone will be. |
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American Musical Theatre | Rob Roy
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