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Hoarsely the wind is howling -
Bitterly bites the blast -
The midnight cat is prowling -
The rain is falling fast -
But what of that?
We'll back ourselves against the howling wind
And the nocturnal cat -
At two to one, bar none.
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ACT II - Scene 1 No. 12: INTRODUCTION & CHORUS OF PURITANS DOROTHY VERNON's Door. RUPERT and the PURITANS are discovered, sheltering from the storm.
PURITANS. RUPERT. And not a layer find Even at that. PURITANS. Even at that. RUPERT. The rain falls fast, In icy blasts: It's the sort of day when people say It's much too bad to last. PURITANS. But it lasts! RUPERT. It lasts! RUPERT & PURITANS. It lasts!
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