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No. 4: DUET (Rose & Robin)

"I know a youth who loves a little maid"

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Robin Oakapple (Peter Pratt)
-1950s
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Robin.
I know a youth who loves a little maid –
(Hey, but his face is a sight for to see!)
Silent is he, for he's modest and afraid –
(Hey, but he's timid as a youth can be!)
Rose.
I know a maid who loves a gallant youth,
(Hey, but she sickens as the days go by!)
She cannot tell him all the sad, sad truth –
(Hey, but I think that little maid will die!)
Robin.
Poor little man!
Rose.
Poor little maid!
Robin.
Poor little man!
Rose.
Poor little maid!

Rose. Robin.
Now tell me pray, and tell me true,
What in the world should the maiden do?
Now tell me pray, and tell me true,
What in the world should the young man do?

Robin.

He cannot eat and he cannot sleep –
(Hey, but his face is a sight for to see!)
Daily he goes for to wail – for to weep –
(Hey, but he's wretched as a youth can be!)

Rose.
She's very thin and she's very pale –
(Hey, but she sickens as the days go by!)
Daily she goes for to weep – for to wail –
(Hey, but I think that little maid will die!)
Robin.
Poor little maid!
Rose.
Poor little man!
Robin.
Poor little maid!
Rose.
Poor little man!

Rose. Robin.
Now tell me pray, and tell me true,
What in the world should the maiden do?
Now tell me pray, and tell me true,
What in the world should the young man do?

Rose.
If I were the youth I should offer her my name –
(Hey, but her face is a sight for to see!)
Robin.
If were the maid I should fan his honest flame –
(Hey, but he's bashful as a youth can be!)
Rose.
If I were the youth I should speak to her to-day –
(Hey, but she sickens as the days go by!)
Robin.
If I were the maid I should meet the lad half way –
(For I really do believe that timid youth will die!)
Rose.
Poor little man!
Robin.
Poor little maid!
John Reed and Mary Sansom as Robin and Rose (1960s)
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Rose. Robin.
I thank you, sir, for your counsel true;
I'll tell that maid what she ought to do!
I thank you, miss, for your counsel true;
I'll tell that youth what he ought to do!

(Exit Rose.)

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