March. Enter procession of Retainers, heralding approach of Duke, Duchess, and Casilda. All three are now dressed with the utmost magnificence.
Chorus.
With ducal pomp and ducal pride
(Announce these comers,
O ye kettle-drummers!)
Comes Barataria's high-born bride.
(Ye sounding cymbals clang!)
She comes to claim the Royal hand —
(Proclaim their Graces,
O ye double basses!)
Of the King who rules this goodly land.
(Ye brazen brasses bang!)
She comes to claim the Royal hand —
(Ye brazen brasses bang!)
Duke.
This polite attention touches
Heart of Duke
Duchess.
And and heart of Duchess
Who resign their pet
Duke.
With profound regret.
Duchess.
She of beauty was a model
Duke.
When a tiny tiddle-toddle,
And at twenty-one
Duchess.
She's excelled by none!
Duke.
At twenty-one
Duchess.
She's excelled by none!
At twenty-one
Duke.
She's excelled by none!
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Chorus.
She comes to claim the Royal hand —
(Proclaim their Graces,
O ye double basses!)
Of the King who rules this goodly land.
(Ye brazen brasses bang!)