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Web Opera
A Greek Slave The Wizard
Song No. 2
Heliodorus and Chorus of Slaves
(MELANOPIS arranges SLAVES for entrance of HELIODORUS, who comes in from private door)
PATTER SONG— Heliodorus
Heliodorus:
- I lived in desert Eastern lands,
- A mass of lions mixed with sands,
- Which danced eccentric sarabands
- When blown on by a blizzard—
- My lodging was a ruined tomb,
- A shelter from the wild simoon,
- And there in ghastly, ghoulish gloom,
- I learned to be a wizard.
- So now I am a marvel of a Mage,
- The wonders of the future I can gauge,
- A forecaster of disaster like the Master Zoroaster,
- I'm the mightiest magician of the age,
- I'm the mightiest magician of the age.
Slaves:
- So now he is a marvel of a Mage,
- The wonders of the future he can gauge,
- A forecaster of disaster like the Master Zoroaster,
- He's the mightiest magician of the age,
- He's the mightiest magician of the age.
Heliodorus:
- And then in Egypt's heart I hid,
- And dire and dreadfull deeds I did,
- Shut up inside a pyramid
- With beetle, snake and lizard—
- At night I wandered by the Nile,
- And chatted with the crocodile,
- And thus in E-gyp-tian style
- I learned to be a wizard.
- So now I am a marvel of a Mage,
- Through reading a papyrus of a page,
- From the gummy little tummy of a rummy sort of mummy,
- I'm the mightiest magician of the age,
- I'm the mightiest magician of the age.
Slaves:
- So now he is a marvel of a Mage,
- Through reading a papyrus of a page,
- From the gummy little tummy of a rummy sort of mummy,
- He's the mightiest magician of the age,
- He's the mightiest magician of the age.
Heliodorus:
- And then I sought the Indian shore,
- For forty years or maybe more,
- To learn the Brahmin's mystic lore,
- The process really is hard—
- For twenty years without a doze,
- You stand up on alternate toes,
- And balance cobras on your nose—
- To learn to be a wizard.
- So now I am a marvel of a Mage,
- I can tie myself in tangles, I'll engage,
- Like a roguey aged fogey of a bogey of a Yogi,
- I'm the mightiest magician of the age,
- I'm the mightiest magician of the age.
Slaves:
- So now he is a marvel of a Mage,
- He can tie himself in tangles, he'll engage,
- Like a roguey aged fogey of a bogey of a Yogi,
- He's the mightiest magician of the age,
- He's the mightiest magician of the age.
(Heliodorus then takes his seat upon his throne)
Page updated 23 June 2004
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