No. 18a: Once a Cavalier of Spain
Mirette with Chorus
MIDI File 4' 09"
MIRETTE. | Once a cavalier of Spain | ||
Loved a maid of low degree; | |||
He was come of royal strain, | |||
She was of the Zingari! | |||
So he offered house and land, | |||
Jewels, gold, or anything; | |||
Only on her little hand, | |||
No ring! no ring! | |||
ZINGARI. | La la la la, etc. | ||
MIRETTE. | Ha! ha! | ||
No, said she, no! Go, let me go! |
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Take away your purse of gold! | |||
Costly dresses
Win Princesses, No, said she, no! Go, let me go! |
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Take away your purse of gold! Gipsy love is never sold! Love cannot be bought, Not bought, nor sold! |
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ZINGARI. | No, said she, no! Go, let me go! |
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Take away your purse of gold! | |||
Costly dresses Win Princesses, |
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Gipsy love is never sold! | |||
MIRETTE. | But the noble Spanish Don | ||
Could not brook a slight like this, | |||
So he would not get him gone | |||
And he tried to snatch a kiss! | |||
Then a dagger bright he drew, | |||
Held it up before his eye, | |||
And no more he cared to woo — | |||
Good-bye! Good-bye! | |||
ZINGARI. | La la la la, etc. | ||
MIRETTE. | Ha! ha! | ||
No, said she, no! Go, coward, go! |
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Take the kiss, you feel the blade! | |||
Till the trusty Steel is rusty, |
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None shall wrong the gipsy maid! | |||
No, said she, no! Go, coward, go! |
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Take the kiss, you feel the blade! None shall wrong a gipsy maid! |
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She is not afraid, The gipsy maid! |
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ZINGARI. | No, said she, no! Go, coward, go! |
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Take the kiss, you feel the blade! | |||
Till the trusty Steel is rusty, |
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None shall wrong the gipsy maid! | |||
No, said she, no! Go, coward, go! |
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Take the kiss, you feel the blade! | |||
Till the trusty Steel is rusty, |
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None shall wrong the gipsy maid! |
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