No. 11 - Finale Act I

from "Haddon Hall"
Music by Arthur Sullivan
Words by Sydney Grundy
Sequenced by Colin Johnson

By Arthur Sullivan
Generated by NoteWorthy Composer

[Chorus:] The bonny bridegroom cometh
To meet the bonny bride,
Let all the gates of Haddon
Their portals open wide!
The bonny bridegroom cometh-
Your breath together draw!
Prepare to bid him welcome
With a hip, hip, hip- oh law!
[Rupert:] Our first appearance is not a success.
[Simeon:] Well, not a triumph.
[Nicodemus:] A succes d'estime.
[Barnabas:] Or less.
[Rupert:] Ladies fair, I pray you,
Do not be afraid;
Let us not dismay you,
We but ply our trade.
[Puritans:] Do not so disdain us,
We but ply our trade!
[Chorus:] Though the objects pain us,
They but ply their trade.
[Rupert:] Once we close the portals,
Once we shut the shop,
We're like other mortals,
Out upon the hop!
[Puritans:] Out upon the hop!
[Chorus:] Once they close the portals,
Once they shut the shop,
They're like other mortals,
Out upon the hop!
Once they close the portals,
They're like other mortals, other mortals,
Out upon the hop!
[Rupert:] I pray you, pretty ladies,
Before this audience ends,
To let me do the honours
And introduce my friends.
Sing-Song Simeon.
Nicodemus Knock-knee.
Barnabas Bellows-to-Mend.
Kill-Joy Candlemas.
[Chorus:] Enough! enough! we have suffered galore,
We cannot suffer more!
Oh, let's see the back of you,
Every man-jack of you,
All of you sillies and all of you sights!
The sight of old fogies
That blow up like bogies,
And keep one awake in the dead of the nights.
Get away! get away! get away! get away! get away!
get away! get away! get away! get away!
[Rupert:] Between ourselves, I candidly confess,
That I expected neither more nor less.
My faithful friends, I do not mind confessing
To all of you, whom I am now addressing,
That, as a lot, you are not prepossessing.
It's no use blinking it!
[Puritans:] We were just thinking it!
[Rupert:] Ladies, pretty ladies, second thoughts are best;
Pregnant is the proverb, time's the only test.
Come, ladies fair
Beyond compare,
And list to my confessions;
Be warned by me,
And never be
Deceived by first impressions.
[Chorus:] Come, ladies fair,
Beyond compare,
And list to his confessions.

[Rupert:] When I was but a little lad,
And cake and toffee made me glad,
And high the sun at noon!
My mother came to me one day,
When I was in the field at play,
With jam upon a spoon.
It looked so nice, I thought not twice,
The jam had vanished in a trice-
Quite frank are these confessions!
Alas, the jam concealed a pill
Which made me very, very ill-
Deceived by first impressions!
[Chorus:] Oh, joy! the jam concealed a pill
Which made him very, very ill-
Deceived by first impressions!
[Rupert:] Quoth Doctor Syntax, one fine day,
"Rupert, I have a word to say."
(I had just told a cram.)
So tenderly he took my hand,
His tone was so polite and bland,
I followed like a lamb.
But once upstairs his manner freezed,
And all at once he seemed displeased,
As with Aeneas, Dido!
Then, quick as thought he seized a birch
And fairly knocked me off my perch-
Whack, whack, whack-fol-de-riddle-i-do!
Now, ladies fair,
Beyond compare
Be warned by my confessions;
[All:] You surely see
The vanity
Of trusting first impressions.
Whack, whack, whack-fol-de-riddle-i-do!

[Sir George:] Hail, Cousin Rupert, welcome to our heart!
Though scarce we know thee in this habit homely.
[Rupert:] It doth not suit me, but before we part
I hope to change it for a garb more comely.
[Lady Vernon:] A bridegroom's?
[Rupert:] Aye, if this sweet maiden wills.
[Sir George:] This maiden aye her father's wish fulfils.
[Rupert:] Cousin fair, to thee I offer
Soul and body, heart and hand.
[Sir George:] In exchange to thee we proffer
Beauty, duty, house, and land.
[Lady Vernon:] Husband, hear me! husband, listen!
Let our daughter's heart reply.
In her eyes the teardrops glisten.
If she wed him, she will die!
[Dorothy:] Father, hear me; father, listen!
If I wed him, I shall die!
[Ensemble:] Father, hear me, hear me;
If I wed him I shall die!
Father, hear me, father hear me;
For if I wed him I shall die!

[Dorothy:] When, yestereve, I knelt to pray,
As thou hast taught me to,
I seemed to hear the angels say,
"To thine own heart be true."
Heaven breathed a message through the sphere!
Heaven breathes it every day,
To all who have the ears to hear,
The wisdom to obey.
By golden day and silver night
It rings all nature through;
For ever, in the angels' sight,
To thine own heart be true.
Though storms uprise
And cloud the skies,
And thorns where roses grew;
Come sun or snow,
Come weal or woe.
To thine own heart,
To thine own heart be true
[Chorus:] Though storms uprise
And cloud the skies,
And thorns where roses grew;
Come sun or snow,
Come weal or woe.
To thine own heart,
To thine own heart be true.
[Dorothy:] Father, forgive!
[Sir George:] Rise! to thy chamber, thou rebellious maid!
My will is law, and law must be obeyed.
[Dorothy:] Father, forgive!
[Sir George:] I ask not words of duty, I ask deeds.
Away, away!
[Lady Vernon:] She doth but stay
Farewell to say!
[Dorothy:] Father, forgive!
[Sir George:] No longer art thou daughter mine!
[Rupert:] We are refused!
[Puritans:] We are! we are!
[Chorus:] Hurray, hurray,
Oh, blessed day!
[Rupert & Puritans:] A plague upon our natal star
We are refused! We are! we are!
[Sir George:] Away! away!
[Chorus:] Away! away!
[Sir George:] My word obey!
[Chorus:] His word obey!
[All:] Away! away! His word obey!
Thy duty, with unerring hand,
Dictates the rightful way!
It is for conscience to command!
Dare not to disobey!
It is for conscience to command!
Thy duty, with unerring hand,
Dictates the rightful way! the rightful way!

Karaoke version compiled by Colin Johnson

No11 - Finale Act I
Soft karaoke
Words
Dorothy
Dorcas
Lady Vernon
Rupert
Sir George
Sopranos
Contraltos
Tenors
Basses
Puritans
Right Hand
Left Hand
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