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ACT III

No. 17: CHORUS

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SCENE. - The Ante-chamber.

Enter RUPERT and CHORUS, now arrayed in Puritan costume.

CHORUS.
  (aloud) Our heads we bow, the rod we kiss —
(aside) Did ever you hear such a chorus as this?
It's a Puritan notion of heavenly bliss!
    (aloud) The scales have fallen from our eyes -
(aside) We're painfully conscious we're so many guys,
And we're all of us telling a parcel of lies!
  (aloud) The truth at last we clearly see -
(aside) Oh, hi diddle, diddle! between you and me,
Our apparent conversion is fiddle-de-dee!
    (aloud) Oh, priceless gift! Oh blessed boon!
(aside) It must have been of this identical tune
The apocryphal quadruped perished so soon.

ENSEMBLE.

CHORUS. (aside) PURITANS. (aloud)
  Did ever you hear such a chorus as this?   Our heads we bow,
  It's a Puritan notion of heavenly bliss!     the rod we kiss -
    We're painfully conscious we're so many guys,   The scales have fallen
    And we're all of us telling a parcel of lies!     from our eyes-
  Oh, hi diddle, diddle! between you and me,   The truth at last
  Our apparent conversion is fiddle-de-dee!     we clearly see -
    It must have been of this identical tune   Oh, priceless gift!
    The apocryphal quadruped perished so soon!     Oh blessed boon!

ALL.
  (aloud) Oh blessed boon!
(aside) Oh what a tune!
(spoken) What a tune!

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