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RECITATIVE (Sir Joseph, Buttercup & Chorus)
No. 20: LEGEND (Buttercup & Chorus)
"My pain and my distress..
A many years ago"
| Sir Joseph. |
My pain and my distress
Again it is not easy to express.
My amazement, my surprise,
Again you may discover from my eyes.
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| All. |
| How terrible the aspect of his eyes! |
| Buttercup. |
Hold! Ere upon your loss
You lay much stress,
A long-concealed crime
I would confess! |
LEGEND
| Buttercup. |
A many years ago,
When I was young and charming,
As some of you may know,
I practised baby-farming. |
| Chorus. |
Now this is most alarming!
When she was young and charming,
She practised baby-farming,
A many years ago. |
| Buttercup. |
Two tender babes I nursed:
One was of low condition,
The other, upper crust,
A regular patrician. |
| Chorus. (explaining to eachother) |
Now, this is the position:
One was of low condition,
The other a patrician,
A many years ago. |
| Buttercup. |
Oh, bitter is my cup!
However could I do it?
I mixed those children up,
And not a creature knew it! |
| Chorus. |
However could you do it?
Some day, no doubt, you'll rue it,
Although no creature knew it,
So many years ago. |
| Buttercup. |
In time each little waif
Forsook his foster-mother,
The well born babe was Ralph —
Your captain was the other! |
| Chorus. |
They left their foster-mother,
The one was Ralph, our brother,
Our captain was the other,
A many years ago. |
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23 November, 2007
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