Act III
No. 11: Song (Bunthunder) | |
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SCENE — Dressing-room in MAJOR-GENERAL BUNTHUNDER'S house. Doors R.
and L. Large screen R., with double hinges to fold both away. The MAJOR-
GENERAL is discovered within the screen in full uniform, taking a footbath; a blanket
conceals his legs. His boots are on the floor L. of screen. A hot-water can stands near
them.
Bunthunder. | ||
Though called upon I've never been | ||
To court a warrior's tomb, | ||
Or to defend my Sovereign Queen | ||
In battle's dread boom — boom! | ||
Resistless I, when I am stirred | ||
To doughty deeds of wrath, | ||
So on myself I have conferr'd | ||
The Order of the Bath! | ||
You trace my humour's devious path? | ||
You see my meaning through? | ||
The knightly Order of the Bath — | ||
(disappointed.) I don't believe you do! |
Let me explain — you're in the dark — | ||
The "Bath's" a high degree | ||
Conferred on warriors of mark, | ||
But not conferred on me. | ||
From "Bath" we easily derive | ||
This footbath — common delf — | ||
And that's the compliment that I've | ||
Conferred upon myself. | ||
(explaining.) This bath — of crockery or delf — | ||
A play on meanings twain. | ||
(mortified.) I'm sorry; I forgot myself — | ||
It sha'n't occur again! |
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