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No. 6: RECIT. (Edith, Kate, Frederic & Chorus)
No. 7: SONG (Frederic & Chorus)
"Stop, ladies, pray!...
Oh, is there not one maiden breast"
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RECITATIVE.
| Frederic. |  1880 |
| Stop, ladies, pray! | |
| Chorus. (Hopping on one foot.) | |
| A man! | |
| Frederic. | |
| I had intended Not to intrude myself upon your notice In this effective but alarming costume; But under these peculiar circumstances, It is my bounden duty to inform you That your proceedings will not be unwitnessed! |
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| Edith. | |
| But who are you, sir? Speak! (All hopping.) | |
| Frederic. | |
| I am a pirate! | |
| Chorus. (recoiling, hopping) | |
| A pirate! Horror! |
| Frederic. |
| Ladies, do not shun me! This evening I renounce my vile profession; And, to that end, O pure and peerless maidens! Oh, blushing buds of ever-blooming beauty! I, sore at heart, I, sore at heart, Implore your kind assistance. |
| Edith. |
| How pitiful his tale! |
| Kate. |
| How rare his beauty! |
| Chorus. |
| How pitiful his tale! How rare his beauty! |
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| Frederic. |
| Oh, is there not one maiden breast Which does not feel the moral beauty Of making worldly interest Subordinate to sense of duty? Who would not give up willingly All matrimonial ambition, To rescue such a one as I From his unfortunate position? From his position, To rescue such a one as I From his unfortunate position? |
| Chorus. |
| Alas! there’s not one maiden breast Which seems to feel the moral beauty Of making worldly interest Subordinate to sense of duty! |
| Frederic. |  |
| Oh, is there not one maiden here Whose homely face and bad complexion Have caused all hope to disappear Of ever winning man’s affection? To such an one, if such there be, I swear by Heaven’s arch above you, If you will cast your eyes on me, However plain you be – I’ll love you! However plain you be, If you will cast your eyes on me, However plain you be – I’ll love you, I’ll love you, I’ll love, I’ll love you! |
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| Chorus. | |
| Alas! there’s not one maiden here Whose homely face and bad complexion Have caused all hope to disappear Of ever winning man’s affection! |
| Frederic. (in despair) |
| Not one? |
| Chorus. |
| No, no – not one! |
| Frederic. |
| Not one? |
| Chorus. |
| No, no! |
MABEL enters.
| Mabel. |  1966 |
| Yes, one! | |
| Chorus. | |
| ’Tis Mabel! | |
| Mabel. | |
| Yes, ‘tis Mabel! Oh, sisters, deaf to pity’s name, For shame! It’s true that he has gone astray, But pray Is that a reason good and true Why you Should all be deaf to pity’s name? |
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| Chorus. (aside) | |
| The question is, had he not been A thing of beauty, Would she be swayed by quite as keen A sense of duty? |
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| Mabel. | |
| For shame, for shame, for shame! |
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