The Nautch Girl - MIDI File No. 2

No. 2: Entrance & Solo
(Indru & Chorus)

MIDI File [28K, 4' 48 "]

(Enter Indru).

Indru
	This is the place, the sweet and hallowed spot, And these the folks who share her humble lot.
Pariahs.
		Salaam, Sahib! Salaam, Sahib!

Solo - "Bow not, Good People"
(Indru & Chorus, T.B.)

Indru: (con spirito)
	Bow not, good people, to the earth, We all are men of equal worth;
		For though a Brahmin such as I By Hindu law may not come nigh
	Plebeian fellows such as ye, Yet I despise that harsh decree. Despise that harsh decree!
Pariahs.
	Despise that harsh decree!
Indru.
	The year, the day, the hour is past When men should serve the Despot Caste,
Pariahs.
	When men should serve the Despot Caste!
Indru.
	So, there's a hand and there's a hand, And grasp it firm and true! I love you much, for I am such A Democrat Hindu.
Pariahs.
	Yes, there's a hand and there's a hand, And grasp it firm and true! He loves us much, for he is such
Indru.
	A Democrat Hindu.
Pariahs.
	A Democrat Hindu. Hindu!

Tenors.
	These sentiments are Democrat indeed,
Basses.
	But who is this that preaches such a creed?
Indru.
	I am Indru, the Rajah's only son.
Pariahs.
	He is Indru, the Rajah's only son.
	(They fall back salaaming).
Indru. (con espressivo)
	Nay, shrink not from me. Rank I have eschewed. I am your brother from this day henceforth; I love a maid, one of your humble Caste, 'Mongst you she lives, and where she lives, live I; You are her friends, and Beebee's friends are mine. List! and I'll tell the story of our love. List! list!

Ballad —"The Sun was Setting"
(Indru, with Chorus, T.B.)

Indru. (1st verse)
	The sun was setting, cool the day, And, half asleep, I dreaming lay,
		When, through the window from the street, There came a voice so clear and sweet.
	'Twas like the surf o'er pebbles tripping Or drops of water drip, drip, dripping
		In a crystal stream.
Pariahs.
		In a crystal stream.
Indru.
		In a crystal stream.
Pariahs.
		In a crystal stream
Indru.
		'Twas not an ordinary voice But something like a dream.
Tenors
		'Twas not an ordinary voice
Basses.
		But something like a dream.
All.
		Like a dream.

Indru. (2nd Verse)
	I rose, and to the casement flew, And what a vision met my view, . . .
		A dancing maid, a thing of grace, A Nautch girl with an angel's face.
	'Twas like a cherub's calmly sleeping Or Venus through her tresses peeping
		At her bashful love.
Pariahs.
		At her bashful love.
Indru.
		At her bashful love.
Pariahs.
		At her bashful love.
Indru.
		'Twas not an ordinary face, But something from above.
Tenors.
		'Twas not an ordinary face,
Basses.
		But something from above.
All.
		From above.

Indru.
	I stood transfixed before my Queen, Such beauty I had never seen;
		And while I watched her from above, My eyes drank in deep draughts of love.
	'Twas such a sweet ecstatic feeling, Like perfume o'er the senses stealing,
		Lulling one to sleep,
Pariahs.
		Lulling one to sleep.
Indru.
		'Twas not an ordinary love,
Pariahs.
		Not an ordinary love
Indru.
		But something far more deep.
Tenors.
		'Twas not an ordinary love,

Enter Currie. (brief entrance music Allegro vivace)

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