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ACT III

No. 25: SONG (Arac)
"This helmet, I suppose"

Arac.
This helmet, I suppose,
Was meant to ward off blows,
  It's very hot
And weighs a lot,
As many a guardsman knows,
As many a guardsman knows,
As many a guardsman knows,
As many a guardsman knows,
So off, so off that helmet goes.
  (Giving their helmets to attendants.)
Chorus.
  Yes, yes, yes,
So off that helmet goes!

Arac.
This tight-fitting cuirass
Is but a useless mass,
  It's made of steel,
And weighs a deal,
This tight-fitting cuirass
Is but a useless mass,
A man is but an ass
Who fights in a cuirass,
So off, so off goes that cuirass.
  (Removing cuirasses.)
Chorus.
  Yes, yes, yes,
So off goes that cuirass!
Gama's sons

Gama's spns
Arac.
These brassets, truth to tell,
May look uncommon well,
  But in a fight
They're much too tight,
They're like a lobster shell,
They're like a lobster shell!
  (Removing their brassets)
Chorus.
  Yes, yes, yes,
They're like a lobster shell.
 
Arac.
These things I treat the same
  (Indicating leg pieces.)
(I quite forget their name.)
  They turn one's legs
To cribbage pegs —
Their aid I thus disclaim,
Their aid I thus disclaim,
Though I forget their name,
Though I forget their name,
Their aid, their aid I thus disclaim!
All.
  Yes, yes, yes,
Their aid I thus disclaim!

They remove their leg pieces and wear close-fitting shape suits.

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