If I were the boy with the golden bow,

And a wing on either shoulder,

Who shoots with a dart that is all a-glow,

In a costume rather colder,

I'd have some fun with the girls of Rome,

And perhaps to just amuse them.

I'd bring them a choice of husbands home

With directions how to use them.

Would the men be bold

(As they are, I'm told)

And would all the girls be shy?

Though of course I've never tried

How it feels to be a bride,

I should rather like to try!

If I were a man (though the men declare

They're extremely glad I'm not one,)

A soldier I'd be with a sweetheart fair

For a soldier's always got one!

I'd march to war with a swelling breast

And the air of a hero dreamy

If only I knew that I look'd my best,

And that lots of girls could see me!

Oh the foe I'd whack

Till he hit me back

When I might begin to cry!

Though perhaps it isn't right

For a girl to want to fight,

I should rather like to try!

[DANCE]

(After dance, exit Iris and Archias)