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No. 7 - Chorus - "Hail! the King."
| Girls: | Hark to the blast of the trumpet, Hark to the beat of the drum! That is the way that they thump it When the King's body-guards come. Look at the gold on the banner, Look at the flash of the sword, Greet in a suitable manner Our most magnificent lord! |
| Gardeners: | Drop the spade and barrow, Drop the wat'ring pot, |
| Girls: | The wat'ring pot, |
| Gardeners: | Quicker than an arrow, Quicker than a shot. |
| Girls: | A rifle shot. |
| Ensemble: | Leave the sad begonias Lonely to their fate, Welcome here Cadonia's Monarch good and great. Hail, hail to the King, Hail to the King! |
| Guards: | Hail to Cadonia's monarch we shout, Loud let harmonious greeting ring out! Though wicked enemies snake-like may sting, Vain all their venom is; Long love the King. |
| All: | Valiant and virtuous, Noble of mind, Meaning no hurt to us Clement and kind, Well has he merited everything That he inherited-- Long live the King! Long live the King, the King! Long live the King! |
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Page modified 13 October 2016