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No. 16 - Song - Polly and Female Chorus - "Acting."

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Polly: There is no defensive armour
'Gainst the glamour of the drama,
I'll engage.
Girls: We'll engage.
Polly: And domestic occupations
Bear the closest of relations
To the stage.
Girls: To the stage.
Polly: Response to histrionic call
Is certain to be found,
That echoes thro' the Servants' Hall
With no uncertain sound.
From dishing up to acting out
You very quickly pass;
From the Pantry to the Pantomime,
From Fricassee to Farce.
It's the powder and the paint,
And the scenes that are quaint
That the interesting story tell
And I find it's all the rage
Now to go upon the Stage,
So I think that I could act as well.
All: It's the powder and the paint,
And the scenes that are quaint
That the interesting story tell
And we find it's all the rage
Now to go upon the Stage,
So we think that we could act as well.
   
Polly: I'll appear in melodrama
as the daughter of a farmer
Who is poor.
Girls: To be sure.
Polly: But for that you must excuse him
For beneath his rugged bosom
H e is sore.
Girls: Because he's poor.
Polly: He wishes me to wed a lord
Of very high degree,
And swears he'll disinherit me
Because I won't agree.
I cry "Oh Father Father,"
But he answers with a blow,
And with the limelight full upon me
I am turned out in the snow.
It's the powder and the paint,
And the scenes that are quaint
That the interesting story tell
And I find it's all the rage
Now to go upon the Stage,
So I think that I could act as well.
All: It's the powder and the paint,
And the scenes that are quaint
That the interesting story tell
And we find it's all the rage
Now to go upon the Stage,
So we think that we could act as well.
   
Polly: In the third act comes the villain
Who is thirsting for a killin'
And for blood!
Girls: And for blood!
Polly: How your hopes sink down to zero
When he drops upon the hero
With a thud!
Girls: With a thud!
Polly: He tries his best to murder him
It makes you hold your breath,
Then I comes in the nick of time
And rescues him from death.
I says, "Oh say you are not dead!"
He says, "Of course I ain't."
And then down comes the curtain
As I tumbles in a faint.
It's the powder and the paint,
And the scenes that are quaint
That the interesting story tell
And I find it's all the rage
Now to go upon the Stage,
So I think that I could act as well.
All: It's the powder and the paint,
And the scenes that are quaint
That the interesting story tell
And we find it's all the rage
Now to go upon the Stage,
So we think that we could act as well.

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