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No. 19: Recitative & Duet (Lady Sangazure & Mr. Wells)

"Oh, I have wrought much evil with my spells"

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Enter Mr. Wells.

Mr. Wells.
Oh, I have wrought much evil with my spells!
An ill I can't undo!
This is too bad of you, J. W. Wells –
What wrong have they done you?
And see – another love-lorn lady comes –
Alas, poor stricken dame!
A gentle pensiveness her life benumbs –
And mine, alone, the blame!

Lady Sangazure enters. She is very melancholy.

Lady Sangazure.

Alas, ah me! and well-a-day!
I sigh for love, and well I may,
For I am very old and grey.
But stay!

Sees Mr. Wells, and becomes fascinated by him.

What is this fairy form I see before me?

Mr. Wells.
Oh horrible! – She's going to adore me!
This last catastrophe is overpowering!

Lady Sangazure.
Why do you glare at me with visage lowering?
For pity's sake recoil not thus from me!

Mr. Wells.
My lady leave me – this may never be!
Engraving of this scene in the first production
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Mr. Wells.
Hate me! I drop my H's – have through life!
Lady Sangazure.
Love me! I'll drop them too!
Mr. Wells.
Hate me! I always eat peas with a knife!
Lady Sangazure.
Love me! I'll eat like you!
Mr. Wells.
Hate me! I often roll down One Tree Hill!
Lady Sangazure.
Love me! I'll meet you there!
Mr. Wells.
Hate me! I often go to Rosherville!
Lady Sangazure.
Love me! that joy I'll share!

Lady Sangazure (Lyndsey Holland) & Mr. Wells (John Reed) 1971
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Lady Sangazure.
Love me! My prejudices I'll for ever drop!
Mr. Wells.
Hate me! That's not enough!
Lady Sangazure.
Love me! I'll come and help you in the shop!
Mr. Wells.
Hate me! the life is rough!
Lady Sangazure.
Love me! my grammar I will all forswear!
Mr. Wells.
Hate me! abjure my lot!
Lady Sangazure.
Love me! I'll stick sunflowers in my hair!
Mr. Wells.
Hate me! they'll suit you not!

Mr. Wells.
At what I am going to say be not enraged –
I may not love you – for I am engaged!

Lady Sangazure. (horrified)
Engaged! Engaged!

Mr. Wells.
Engaged!
To a maiden fair,
With bright brown hair,
And a sweet and simple smile,
Who waits for me
By the sounding sea,
On a South Pacific isle.

Mr. Wells. (aside)
A lie! No maiden waits me there!
Lady Sangazure. (mournfully)
She has bright brown hair;
Mr. Wells. (aside)
A lie! No maiden smiles on me!
Lady Sangazure. (mournfully)
By the sounding sea!
Both.
The sounding sea!

ENSEMBLE.

Lady Sangazure. Mr. Wells.
Oh agony, rage, despair!
The maiden has bright brown hair,
And mine is as white as snow!
False man, it will be your fault,
If I go to my family vault,
And bury my life-long woe!
 
  Oh, agony, rage, despair!
Oh, where will this end – oh, where?
I should very much like to know!
It will certainly be my fault,
If she goes to her family vault,
To bury her life-long woe!
False man, it will be your fault, 'Twill certainly be my fault,
If I go to my family vault,  
And bury my life-long woe! If she goes to her family vault!
The family vault,  
  The vault,
The family vault,  
The family vault, The family vault,
  The family vault,
The vault,  
  The family vault,
The vault,  
The family vault, The family vault,
  The family vault,
The vault,  
  The family vault,
The vault,  
  The family vault,
Yes, the family vault! Yes, the family vault!

Exit Lady Sangazure , in great anguish, accompanied by Mr. Wells..

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