The Grand Duke by W. S. Gilbert and Arthur Sullivan

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No. 20: DUET (Julia & Ernest) & CHORUS
No. 21: SONG (Baroness with Chorus)

"If the light of love’s lingering ember...
Come, bumpers – aye, ever so many –"

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DUET – ERNEST and JULIA.

Ernest.	Ernest & Julia
If the light of love’s lingering ember Has faded in gloom, You cannot neglect, O remember, A voice from the tomb! That stern supernatural diction Should act as a solemn restriction, Although by a mere legal fiction A voice from the tomb! A voice from the tomb!
Julia. (in affected terror)
I own that that utterance chills me – It withers my bloom! With awful emotion it thrills me – That voice from the tomb! Oh, spectre, won’t anything lay thee? Though pained to deny or gainsay thee, In this case I cannot obey thee, Thou voice from the tomb! Thou voice from the tomb!

Julia.	Ernest.
Thou voice from the tomb!	Thou voice from the tomb,
(dancing) So, spectre, appalling,	from the tomb!
I bid you good day – Perhaps you’ll be calling When passing this way. Your bogeydom scorning, And all your love-lorning, I bid you good morning, I bid you good day. Good morning, good morning, Good morning, good day! Ah! So spectre appalling,
I bid you good day!	(furious) My offer recalling,
	Your words I obey – Your fate is appalling, And full of dismay. To pay for this scorning I give you fair warning I’ll haunt you each morning, Each night, and each day! I'll haunt you morning,
Well, spectre, appalling,	night and day!
I bid you good day –
Perhaps you’ll be calling When passing this way.	To pay for this scorning I give you warning
Your bogeydom scorning, And all your love-lorning,	I'll haunt
I bid you good morning, I bid you good day.	you each morning, Each night, and each day!
Good morning, good morning, Good morning, good day!	Each morning, each morning, Each morning, each morning,
Ah!	I'll haunt
So spectre appalling, I bid you good day! I bid you good day! Good day!	I’ll haunt you each night, and each day! I’ll haunt you each night, and each day!

(Exeunt in opposite directions. Re-enter the Wedding Procession dancing.)

Chorus.

Now bridegroom and bride let us toast
In a magnum of merry champagne –
Let us make of this moment the most,
We may not be so lucky again.
So drink to our sovereign host
And his highly intelligent reign –
His health and his bride’s let us toast
In a magnum, a magnum of merry champagne!

BRINDISI – BARONESS with CHORUS.

Baroness.

Come, bumpers – aye, ever so many –
And then, if you will, many more!
This wine doesn’t cost us a penny,
Tho’ it’s Pomméry, Pomméry seventy-four!
Old wine is a true panacea
For ev’ry conceivable ill,
When you cherish the soothing idea
That somebody else pays the bill!
Old wine is a pleasure that’s hollow
When at your own table you sit,
For you’re thinking each mouthful you swallow
Has cost you, has cost you a threepenny-bit!

So bumpers – aye, ever so many –
And then, if you will, many more!
This wine doesn’t cost us a penny,
Tho’ it’s Pomméry seventy-four!

Chorus.

So bumpers – aye, ever so many –
And then, if you will, many more!
This wine doesn’t cost us a penny,
Tho’ it’s Pomméry seventy-four!

Baroness.

I once gave an evening party
(A sandwich and cut-orange ball),
But my guests had such appetites hearty
That I couldn’t enjoy it, enjoy it at all.
I made a heroic endeavour
To look unconcerned, but in vain,
And I vow’d that I never – oh never
Would ask anybody again!
But there’s a distinction decided –
A difference truly immense –
When the wine that you drink is provided, provided
At somebody else’s expense.

So bumpers – aye, ever so many –
The cost we may safely ignore!
For the wine doesn’t cost us a penny,
Tho’ it’s Pomméry seventy-four!

Chorus.

So bumpers – aye, ever so many –
The cost we may safely ignore!
For the wine doesn’t cost us a penny,
Tho’ it’s Pomméry seventy-four!

(Exit Baroness.)

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