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No. 7: Ballad (Teresa)

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TERESA.
  It’s my opinion — though I own
In thinking so I’m quite alone —
    In some respects I’m but a fright.
  You like my features, I suppose?
I’m disappointed with my nose:
    Some rave about it — perhaps they’re right.
  My figure just sets off a fit;
But when they say it’s exquisite
    (And they do say so), that’s too strong.
  I hope I’m not what people call
Opinionated. After all,
    I’m but a goose, and may be wrong!
         
    When charms enthral
      There’s some excuse
        For measures strong;
    And, after all,
      I’m but a goose,
        And may be wrong!
    When charms enthral
      There’s some excuse
        For measures strong;
    And, after all,
      I’m but a goose,
        And may be wrong!
Miss Geraldine Ulmar as Teresa

  My teeth are very neat, no doubt;
But, after all, they may fall out:
    I think they will — some think they won’t.
  My hands are small, as you may see,
But not as small as they might be,
    At least, I think so — others don’t.
  But there, a girl may preach and prate
From morning six to evening eight,
    And never stop to dine,
  When all the world, although misled,
Is quite agreed on any head —
    And it is quite agreed on mine!
         
    All said and done,
      It’s little I
        Against a throng
    I’m only one,
      And possibly
        I may be wrong!
    All said and done,
      It’s little I
        Against a throng
    I’m only one,
      And possibly
        I may be wrong!

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