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MR. W.: Sprites of earth and air,
Fiends of flame and fire,
Demon souls,
Come here in shoals,
This fearful deed inspire!
Appear, appear, appear.
MALE VOICES: Good master, we are here!
MR. W.: Noisome hags of night,
Imps of deadly shade,
Pallid ghosts,
Arise in hosts,
And lend me all your aid.
Appear, appear, appear!
FEMALE VOICES: Good master, we are here!
ALEXIS: Hark, hark, they assemble,
These fiends of the night!
ALINE: Oh Alexis, I tremble,
Seek safety in flight!

Let us fly to a faroff land,
Where peace and plenty dwell;
Where the sigh of the silver strand
Is echoed in every shell.
To the joy that land will give,
On the wings of Love we'll fly;
In innocence, there to live;
In innocence there to die!
In innocence, there to live;
There to die,
To live and die!

CHORUS: Too late, too late!

PRINCIPALS: Too late, too late!
CHORUS: That may not be!
PRINCIPALS: It may not be!

CHORUS: That happy fate is not for thee,
PRINCIPALS: That happy fate,
ALL: Is not for me/thee!

MR. W.: Now shrivelled hags, with poison bags,
Discharge your loathsome loads!
Spit flame and fire, unholy choir!
Belch forth your venom, toads!
Ye demons fell, with yelp and yell,
Shed curses far afield;
Ye fiends of night, your filthy blight
In noisome plenty yield!

(spoken) Number One!
CHORUS: It is done!
MR.W.: (spoken) Number Two!
CHORUS: One too few!
MR.W.: (spoken) Number Three!
CHORUS: Set us free! set us free!
Our work is done
Ha! ha! ha!
Ha! ha! ha!
Ha! ha! ha! ha!

ALINE & ALEXIS: Let us fly to a faroff land,
Where peace and plenty dwell;
Where the sigh of the silver strand
Is echoed in every shell.
ALINE: Let us fly!
ALEXIS: Let us fly!
ALINE: Let us fly!
ALEXIS: Let us fly!
ALINE: Let us fly!
ALEXIS: Let us fly!
ALINE: Let us fly!
BOTH: Let us fly!
Let us fly!

By Arthur Sullivan
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Sorcerer No. 13
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Alexis
Mr. Wells
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