Gilbert and Sullivan Archive
Mirette

Act III Finale

No. 25, Sung by Ensemble

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CHORUS:
Oh! the pride of the Belgian bowmen,
He's the best of us, young and old!
Hail him king of the village yeomen,
One of his shafts has hit the gold!
Fill your glasses,
Lads and lasses,
Dance around him and gaily sing!
Drain a rummer,
To the mummer,
He's the noble archer king!
Fill the beaker with golden Rhenish,
Fill the mug to frothing brim!
Every goblet and glass replenish,
Here's to our king, a health to him!

MIRETTE, PICORIN, FRANCAL:

Still as your/my/his wife
I'll/You'll share your/my/our life,
Wander beside you/me/us yet,
I/You that have been
Your/My/Our gipsy queen
Am/Is/Are/ still your/my/our own Mirette!
I/You that have been
Your/My/Our gipsy queen
Am/Is/Are still your/my/our own Mirette!

ZERBINETTE, BOBINET:

Then ring the bells and rattle the drum,
And blow the flageolet!
CHORUS:
Then ring the bells and rattle the drum,
And blow the flageolet!
ZERBINETTE, BOBINET:
Let everyone that is not dumb
Proclaim with shouts to all and some
The joyous wedding day has come,
Good luck to dear Mirette!
CHORUS:
Let everyone that is not dumb
Proclaim with shouts to all and some
The joyous wedding day has come,
Good luck to dear Mirette!

 

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