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ACT II
No. 20: FINALE ACT II
"Oh joy! our chief is saved"
"Oh joy! our chief is saved"
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| Women. | ||
| Oh joy! our chief is saved | ||
| And by Hillarion's hand; | ||
| The torrent fierce he braved, | ||
| And brought her safe to land! | ||
| For his intrusion we must own This doughty deed may well atone! |
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| Princess. | |
| Stand forth ye three, Whoe'er ye be, |
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| And hearken to our stern decree! | |
| Hilarion, Cyril & Florian. |
| Have mercy, O Lady – disregard your oaths! |
| Princess. | |
| I know not mercy, men in women's clothes! | |
| The man whose sacrilegious eyes Invade our strict seclusion, dies. Arrest these coarse intruding spies! |
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They are arrested by the 'Daughters of the Plough'.
| Women. |
| Have mercy, O Lady, – disregard your oaths. |
| Princess. |
| I know not mercy, men in women's clothes! |
Cyril & Florian are bound.
![]() Hilarion (Thomas Round) appeals to Princess Ida (Victoria Sladen) |
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| Hilarion. | Women. | |
| If kindly death will set me free, Why should I fear to die? |
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| Have mercy! | ||
| If kindly death | ||
| Have mercy! | ||
| Will set me free, If kindly death will set me free, Why should I fear, |
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| Why should I fear to die? | ||
He is bound by two of the attendants, the three gentlemen are marched off.
Enter Melissa.
| Melissa. | |
| Madam, without the castle walls | |
| An armèd band | |
| Demand admittance to our halls | |
| For Hildebrand! | |
| All. | |
| Oh, horror! | |
| Princess. | |
| Deny them! We will defy them! |
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| All. | |
| Too late – too late! The castle gate |
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| Is battered by them! | |
The gate yields. Soldiers rush in. Arac, Guron, and Scynthius are with them,
but with their hands handcuffed.
| Soldiers. | |
| Walls and fences scaling, | |
| Promptly we appear; | |
| Walls are unavailing, | |
| We have entered here. | |
| Female execration | |
| Stifle if you're wise. | |
| Stop your lamentation, | |
| Dry your pretty, pretty eyes! | |
| Women. | |
| Rend the air with wailing, | |
| Shed the shameful tear! | |
| Walls are unavailing! | |
| Man has entered here! | |
| Women. | Soldiers. | ||||
| Rend the air with | Walls and fences scaling, | ||||
| Promptly we appear; | |||||
| wailing | Walls are unavailing, | ||||
| We have entered here. | |||||
| Shed the | Female execration | ||||
| shameful tear! | Stifle if you're wise. | ||||
| Man has | Stop your lamentation, | ||||
| entered here! | Dry your pretty eyes! | ||||
| Walls are una- | Oh, stop your lamentation, | ||||
| vailing, | Dry your pretty, pretty eyes! | ||||
| Man | Female execration | ||||
| has | Stifle if you're wise. | ||||
| entered | Stop your lamentation, | ||||
| here! | Dry your pretty eyes! | ||||
Enter Hildebrand.
| Princess. |
| Audacious tyrant, do you dare To beard a maiden in her lair? |
| Hildebrand. |
| Since you inquire, We've no desire To beard a maiden here, or anywhere! |
| Soldiers. |
No, no. We've no desire |
in the original production, 1884 |
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| Arac, Guron & Scynthius. | |||
| We may remark, though nothing can | |||
| Dismay us, | |||
| That if you thwart this gentleman, | |||
| He'll slay us. | |||
| We don't fear death, of course – we're taught | |||
| To shame it; | |||
| But still upon the whole we thought | |||
| We'd name it. | |||
| Scynthius. | |||
| Yes! | |||
| Guron. | |||
| Yes! | |||
| Arac. | |||
| Yes! | |||
| All. | |||
| Better perhaps to name it. | |||
| Arac, Guron & Scynthius. | |||
| Our interests we would not press | |||
| With chatter, | |||
| Three hulking brothers more or less | |||
| Don't matter; | |||
| If you'd pooh-pooh this monarch's plan | |||
| Pooh-pooh it, | |||
| But when he says he'll hang a man, | |||
| He'll do it. | |||
| Scynthius. | |||
| Yes! | |||
| Guron. | |||
| Yes! | |||
| Arac. | |||
| Yes! | |||
| All. | |||
| Devil doubt he'll do it. | |||
| Princess. |
| Be reassured, nor fear his anger blind, His menaces are idle as the wind. He dares not kill you – vengeance lurks behind! |
| Arac, Guron & Scynthius. |
| We rather think he dares, but never, never mind! |
| Hildebrand. | Arac, Guron & Scynthius. |
| I rather think I dare, but never, never mind! | No! no! no! Never, never mind! |
| Enough of parley, as a special boon, | No! no! Never, never mind! |
| We give you till tomorrow afternoon; | |
| No! no! Never, never mind! | |
| Release Hilarion, then, and be his bride Or you'll incur the guilt of fratricide! |
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| Princess. | Others. |
| Oh, yield at once, 'twere better so, Than risk a strife! And let the Prince Hilarion go – He saved thy life! |
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| That he is fair, and strong, and tall | Hilarion's fair, and strong, and tall – |
| Is very evident to all, | A worse misfortune might befall – |
| Yet I will die, will die before I call | It's not so dreadful after all, |
| Myself his wife! | To be his wife! |
| Princess. | |
| Though I am but a girl, Defiance thus I hurl, |
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| Our banners all On outer wall |
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| We fearlessly unfurl. | |
| All. | |
| Though she is but a girl, Defiance thus to hurl, |
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| Our banners all On outer wall |
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| We fearlessly unfurl. | |
| Women. | Men. |
| Their banners all, | |
| Our banners all, | |
| On outer wall, | |
| On outer wall, | |
| We fearlessly unfurl. | They fearlessly unfurl. |
| Princess. | Others. |
| To yield at once to such a foe With shame we're rife; |
Oh, yield at once, 'Twere better so, |
So quick! away with him, although |
Oh, yield, Oh, yield at once! |
| That he is fair, and strong, and tall | Hilarion's fair, and strong, and tall – |
| Yet I will die, will die before I call | It's not so dreadful after all, |
| Myself his wife! | To be his wife! |
| Women. | Men. |
| Defiance! | Their banners all, |
| Defiance! | On outer wall, |
| Defiance thus we hurl! | They fearlessly, fearlessly unfurl. |
| Defiance! | Their banners all, |
| Defiance! | On outer wall, |
| Defiance! | They fearlessly unfurl. |
| Defiance! | Their banners |
| Defiance! | They fearlessly unfurl. |
| Defiance! | Defiance! |
| Defiance! | Defiance! |
The Princess stands, surrounded by girls kneeling. Hildebrand and soldiers
stand on built rocks at back and sides of stage. Picture.
END OF ACT II
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