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No. 16: Scena (Lutin & Chorus)

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Hurried music. Enter mortal LUTIN over the edge of the cloud, staggering onto stage as though violently impelled from below.

Lutin.
  Help! help! help! Whatever has become of me?
    Help! help! help! Wherever am I now?
  Help! help! help! Who's made a tee-to-tum of me?
    When came I here, why came I here, whence came I here, and how?
  Whatever has become of me?
    Wherever am I now?
  Who's made a tee-to-tum of me?
    When came I here, why came I here, whence came I here, and how?
      Uprising with velocity
This impolite atrocity
Excites my curiosity —
        But stay, I'm coming to —
But stay, I'm coming to —
But stay, I'm coming to —
          I've gained my senses!
      I've died a death deplorable,
For ever unrestorable,
And left my wife adorable
        To weep and pay my fu —
To weep and pay my fu —
To weep and pay my fu —
          neral expenses!
  Help! help! help! Whatever has become of me?
    Wherever am I now?
  Who's made a tee-to-tum of me?
    When came I here, why came I here, whence came I here, and how?

During this the Fairies have entered, led by ZAYDA, LOCRINE, NEODIE, FLETA, and others. They examine him curiously and with much amusement.

Zayda. A freak of nature — not of Art!
    'Tis Lutin, without wing!
Fleta. His likeness, his likeness to his counterpart
    Is most astonishing!
Is most astonishing!
Leila. How beautifully formed is he —
    How delicately quaint!
Cora. I wonder, I wonder, I wonder will he prove to be
    A sinner or a saint?
Chorus. We wonder, we wonder, we wonder will he prove to be
    A sinner or a saint?
      We lay no stress
On blamelessness,
But still we wait
To speculate
On this — will he
Turn out to be
    A sinner or a saint?
      Will he turn out to be
    A sinner or a saint? Ah!

LUTIN is much impressed with the beauty of the Fairies.

Lutin.
  Though I'm no Mussulman, it's true,
    Yet by some strange device
  My soul has found its way into
    Mahomet's Paradise!
  If this is all I have to pay
    For my career perverse,
  It might have been, I'm bound to say,
    Considerably worse!
      Considering,
I've had my fling,
'Tis very well;
For, truth to tell,
From what I glean,
It might have been
    Considerably worse!

Zayda & Lochrine.
      Considering,
He's had his fling,
It might have been
    Considerably worse!
Considerably worse!

Lutin. Chorus.
  If this is all I have to pay     We lay no stress
    For my career perverse,     On blamelessness,
  It might have been, I'm bound to say,     But still we wait
    Considerably worse!     To speculate on this —
          We wonder,
    They wonder!      
          To speculate
  They wonder, will I prove to be   We wonder, will he prove to be
    A sinner or a saint?     A sinner or a saint?

Lutin. Zayda. Lochrine. Chorus.
      A
sinner
      We wonder,
we wonder,
      or a
saint?
      A sinner or a saint?
  They wonder!
they wonder!
      A
sinner
  We wonder,
we wonder,
  A sinner or a saint?   Ah!   Ah!   A sinner or a saint?

Exit ZAYDA.


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