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No. 7: Entrance of Lord Lieutenant, Countess and Chaplain
Music by Arthur Sullivan
MIDI File [28KB, 4' 37"] Enter Lord Lieutenant, Countess, and Dr. Fiddle, and later, Rosie with
Terence at back.
Rosie comes down innocently, and Terence exit hurriedly.
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| I am the Lord Lieutenant, and It's well that you should understand I am the highest in the land - The Lord Lieutenant of Ireland. | ||
| Countess. | ||
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And I, his wife, of high degree, Enhance my husband's dignitee! | ||
| Dr. Fiddle. | ||
| And I'm his private Chaplain who To some extent enhance it too. |
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For we three (I and he And the Reverend Dr. Fiddle, D.D.) Represent the dignitee And the serious side of Ireland! In Court dress, More or less, The country folk we try to impress With a proper sense of the seriousness Of the Lord Lieutenant of Ireland. |
No 8: Song.(Lord Lieutenant with Rosie, Countess, and Dr. Fiddle.)
Music by Arthur Sullivan.
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| Rosie & Fiddle. | Countess. | Lord Lieutenant. |
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Such a very particular Perpendicular |
Such a very particular Perpendicular |
particular Perpendicular |
| Noble earl was he! | Noble girl was I! | Noble girl she'll be! |
| Lord Lieutenant. | |
| Oh, that particular girl may share My very particular coronet! Who always moves with a stately air As though her life, Though her life were a minuet, Life were a minuet! | |
| Rosie, Countess & Dr. Fiddle. | |
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She always moves As though her life were a minuet, Life were a minuet! | |
| Lord Lieutenant. | |
| At an early stage of life So I waited years to find a lady to my mind, Till I came to the age of forty and three, When a certain particular girl found me, -- And that very particular Perpendicular Noble girl was she! | |
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And that very particular Perpendicular Noble girl was she/I! | |
| Lord Lieutenant. | |
| You can't be too particular! At forty-three, whoe'er you are, So I set my teeth and shut my eyes And swallowed that matrimonial prize! |
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| Rosie & Fiddle. | Countess. | Lord Lieutenant. |
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Such a very particular Perpendicular |
Such a very particular Perpendicular |
particular Perpendicular |
| Noble girl was she! | Noble girl was I! | Noble girl was she! |
| Lord Lieutenant. | |
| The sort of girl that you would not care To call "my darling," "love," or "pet" - But she walks through life with a stately air, As though her life, Though her life were a minuet, Life were a minuet! |
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| Rosie, Countess & Dr. Fiddle. | Lord Lieutenant. |
| She walks through life | |
| As though it all | As though it were a |
| were a minuet! | minuet! |
| Ay, she walks through life, | Ay, she walks |
| She walks through life with | through life with |
| stately, stately air! | stately, stately air! |
Exit Rosie to rejoin Terence.
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