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No. 6: RECIT. (Edith, Kate, Frederic & Chorus)
No. 7: SONG (Frederic & Chorus)

"Stop, ladies, pray!...
Oh, is there not one maiden breast"

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RECITATIVE.

Frederic.
George Power as Frederic
1880
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Stop, ladies, pray!
Chorus. (Hopping on one foot.)
A man!
Frederic.
I had intended
Not to intrude myself upon your notice
In this effective but alarming costume;
But under these peculiar circumstances,
It is my bounden duty to inform you
That your proceedings will not be unwitnessed!
Edith.
But who are you, sir? Speak! (All hopping.)
Frederic.
I am a pirate!
Chorus. (recoiling, hopping)
A pirate! Horror!

Frederic.
Ladies, do not shun me!
This evening I renounce my vile profession;
And, to that end, O pure and peerless maidens!
Oh, blushing buds of ever-blooming beauty!
I, sore at heart,
I, sore at heart,
Implore your kind assistance.
Edith.
How pitiful his tale!
Kate.
How rare his beauty!
Chorus.
How pitiful his tale!
How rare his beauty!

SONG

Frederic.
Oh, is there not one maiden breast
Which does not feel the moral beauty
Of making worldly interest
Subordinate to sense of duty?
Who would not give up willingly
All matrimonial ambition,
To rescue such a one as I
From his unfortunate position?
From his position,
To rescue such a one as I
From his unfortunate position?
Chorus.
Alas! there’s not one maiden breast
Which seems to feel the moral beauty
Of making worldly interest
Subordinate to sense of duty!

Frederic.
Thomas Round as Frederic c. 1960
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Oh, is there not one maiden here
Whose homely face and bad complexion
Have caused all hope to disappear
Of ever winning man’s affection?
To such an one, if such there be,
I swear by Heaven’s arch above you,
If you will cast your eyes on me,
However plain you be – I’ll love you!
However plain you be,
If you will cast your eyes on me,
However plain you be – I’ll love you,
I’ll love you, I’ll love, I’ll love you!
Chorus.
Alas! there’s not one maiden here
Whose homely face and bad complexion
Have caused all hope to disappear
Of ever winning man’s affection!

Frederic. (in despair)
Not one?
Chorus.
No, no – not one!
Frederic.
Not one?
Chorus.
No, no!

MABEL enters.

Mabel.
Valerie Masterson as Mabel
1966
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Yes, one!
Chorus.
’Tis Mabel!
Mabel.
Yes, ‘tis Mabel!
Oh, sisters, deaf to pity’s name,
For shame!
It’s true that he has gone astray,
But pray
Is that a reason good and true
Why you
Should all be deaf to pity’s name?
Chorus. (aside)
The question is, had he not been
A thing of beauty,
Would she be swayed by quite as keen
A sense of duty?
Mabel.
For shame, for shame, for shame!

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