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No. 8 - Finale Act I

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Chorus: Gather, gather, man and maiden,
Come with bridal blessings laden.
Princess Soo Soo, young and pretty,
Fairest lady in the City
soon will celebrate her wedding
Though they say the step she's...
Men: Burn the joss-stick, clash the cymbal!
Ladies: Strum the lute with finger nimble,
Men: Bell and gong and drum be beating,
Ladies: Thus we give fair Soo Soo greeting,
All: See the happy bridegroom comes,
Hi, yi! Hi, yi!
Double forte on the drums!
Fan-quei! Fan-quei!
Hail him with a three times three,
Happy, happy man is he,
Happy, happy man is he!
Hi, yi! Hi, yi!
Hi Lung: Come forward, noble master of the State.
The wedding service read, nor hesitate,
And tho' perhaps the task may not amuse
You made the law yourself, so can't refuse.
Chorus: You made the law yourself, so can't refuse,
Although perhaps the task may not amuse!
Emperor: One moment stay, I raise a point of law.
Chorus: One moment stay, it is the Emperor!
Emperor: By the act of Hang Chow the Third, that's me!
Hi Lung: That's he!
Chippee: That's he!
Chorus: That's he!
Emperor: 'Tis decreed, tho' I think it's absurd, you see.
Hi Lung: You see!
Chippee: You see!
Chorus: You see!
Chippee: If a Royal young miss gives a fellow a kiss,
She shall wed him the day it occurred, He, he!
Chippee & Hi Lung:
  He, he! 'tis the law.
Chorus: He, he! 'tis the law.
But how very absurd!
Emperor: Then as your monarch I am bound
To take the law as it is found,
And tho' 'tis hard, as you may guess,
I must denounce our fair Princess.
I saw her kiss that ancient lot,
So marry them upon the...
Chorus: Yes, as our monarch he is bound
to take the law as it is found,
And tho' it's hard, as you may guess,
He must denounce the fair Princess.
He saw her kiss that ancient lot,
So marry them upon the spot!
Soo Soo: Oh, will not tears your pity move;
Pause ere it is too late.
There is another that I love.
This ugly frump, I —
Emperor: Silence!
Chorus: Silence!
Emperor: Draw, draw, courtiers, draw, uphold the law.
Chorus: Draw, draw, draw, courtiers, draw! Uphold the law.
Pineapple: I'm ignorant of all your laws,
I swear it by my life.
I cannot marry her because
I have another —
Emperor: Silence!
Chorus: Silence!
Emperor: Draw, draw, courtiers, draw, uphold the law.
Chorus: Draw, draw, draw, courtiers, draw, uphold the law.
Emperor: With the service quick proceed
As the statute hath decreed.
Chorus: With the service quick proceed
As the statute hath decreed.
Sopranos: Hi yi!
Others: Hi yi!
Sopranos: Hi yi!
Others: Hi yi!
All: Hi yi!
Chippee: Chop chop, Chow chow, Sing sing, sow sow,
Dum dum de do, Ching chang Ho yo!
Chorus: Chop chop, Chow chow, Sing sing, sow sow,
Dum dum de do, Ching chang Ho yo!
Ladies: Chop chop, Chow chow, Sing sing, sow sow,
Dum dum de do, Ching chang Ho yo!
All: Chop chop, Chow chow, Sing sing, sow sow,
Dum dum de do, Ching chang Ho yo!
Chippee: Do you consent to wed Soo Soo?
Pineapple: I don't consent!
Emperor: He do!
Chorus: He do!
Chippee: Do you consent to wed him too?
Soo Soo: I don't consent!
Emperor: She do!
Chorus: She do! A happy couple are these two,
They both consent, they do, they do!
Chippee: Take this tea cup to your lip,
Take a tiny little sip.
Do you likewise, fair Princess,
To your lips the chalice press.
Ensemble: Now the token shall be broken.
Thus for ever nought shall sever.
None shall part them now 'tis done
And hence-forward they are one.
Yes, the token now is broken
Thus for ever nought shall sever
Thus they're plighted and united
And hence-forward their lives are but one.
Tom: Is this the truth or but a playful whim?
Soo Soo: 'Tis truth indeed, they've married me to him.
Chorus: 'Tis truth indeed, she's married now to him.
Bring the bridal Palanquin,
Place the happy pair within;
To the Palace haste away!
There they'll finish up the day!
What a feasting there will be!
What a drinking too of tea!
What a toasting of the bride,
Lots of fun on ev'ry side.
Mirth and music, joke and song,
What a grand display of dress
Worthy of a great Princess,
Singing, dancing all night long,
What a host of bliss in store!
How the presents in will pour,
What a blessing and a boon
Is a royal honeymoon!
What a blessing and a boon
Is a royal honeymoon!
Hi, yi! Fan-quei! Hi, yi! Fan-quei!
Hi, yi! Fan-quei! Hi, yi!

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