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No. 14: Finale Act I
(1877 Version)
"Now to the banquet we press"
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Enter villagers and all the dramatis personæ, dancing joyously. Mrs Partlet and Mr. Wells then distribute tea-cups.
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 (Anne Bethel) 1933 |
| Sir Marmaduke. |
| Be happy all – the feast is spread before ye; Fear nothing, but enjoy yourselves, I pray! Eat, aye, and drink – be merry, I implore ye, For once let thoughtless Folly rule the day. |
TEA-CUP BRINDISI, 1st Verse
| Sir Marmaduke. |
| Eat, drink, and be gay, Banish all worry and sorrow, Laugh gaily today, Weep, if you're sorry, tomorrow! Come, pass the cup around – I will go bail for the liquor; It's strong, I'll be bound, For it was brewed by the vicar! It's strong, I'll be bound, For it was brewed by the vicar! |
| Chorus. |
| None so knowing as he At brewing a jorum of tea, Ha! ha! ha! ha! A pretty stiff jorum of tea. |
| Aline, Alexis & Mr. Wells. |
| See – see – they drink – All thoughts unheeding, The tea-cups clink, They are exceeding! Their hearts will melt In half-an-hour – Then will be felt The potion's power! Then will be felt The potion's power! The potion's power! |
During this verse Constance has brought a small tea-pot, kettle, caddy, and cosy to Dr. Daly. He makes tea scientifically.
BRINDISI, 2nd Verse.
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ENSEMBLE
| Aline. (aside) | Alexis. (aside) |
| Oh love, true love – unworldly, abiding! Source of all pleasure – true fountain of joy, – Oh love, true love – divinely confiding, Exquisite treasure that knows no alloy, – |
Oh love, true love – unworldly, abiding! Source of all pleasure – true fountain of joy, – Oh love, true love – divinely confiding, Exquisite treasure that knows no alloy, – |
| Oh love, true love, rich harvest of gladness, Peace-bearing tillage – great garner of bliss, – Oh, love, |
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| Oh love, | |
| Oh love, Oh love, true love, look down on our sadness – Dwell in this village – |
Oh love, Oh love, true love, look down on our sadness – Dwell in this village – |
| Oh, dwell in this village, | |
| Oh hear, | Oh hear us, |
| Oh hear us, | Oh hear us in this! |
| Hear us, | Oh hear us, Oh hear us, Oh hear us, |
| Oh love, in this! | Love in this! |
| Oh love, true love, Oh hear us in this! |
Oh love, true love, Oh hear us in this! |
It becomes evident by the strange conduct of the characters that the charm is working. All rub their eyes, and stagger about the stage as if under the influence of a narcotic.
| Dr. Daly, Sir Marmaduke, Notary & Male Chorus. |
| Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! What is this strange confusion That veils my aching eyes? |
| Aline, Alexis & Mr. Wells. |
| A marvellous illusion! A terrible surprise Excites a strange confusion Within their aching eyes – |
| All. |
| I/They must regain my/their senses, Restoring Reason's law, Or fearful inferences The company will draw! Or fearful inferences The company will draw! |
| Principals. | Chorus. |
| Oh, marvellous illusion! | Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! |
| Oh, terrible surprise! | Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! |
| Oh, marvellous, | Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! |
| Oh, marvellous illusion! | Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! Oh, marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! |
| Oh, marvellous illusion! | Oh marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! Oh marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! |
| Oh, terrible surprise! | Oh marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! Oh marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! |
| Oh, marvellous, | Oh marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! Oh marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! |
| Oh, marvellous illusion! | Oh marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! Oh marvellous illusion! Oh, terrible surprise! |
| Oh, marvellous illusion! | |
| Oh, terrible surprise! | |
| Oh, marvellous illusion! | |
| Oh, terrible surprise! | Oh, terrible surprise! |
| What is this strange confusion | What is this strange confusion |
| That veils my aching eyes, | That veils my aching eyes, |
| That veils my eyes? | That veils my eyes? |
Those who have partaken of the philtre struggle in vain against its effects, and resume the Brindisi with a violent effort.
| Men. |
| Eat, drink, and be gay Banish all worry and sorrow, Laugh gaily today, Weep, if you're sorry tomorrow. |
| Women. |
| Come, pass the cup round, We will go bail for the liquor, It's strong, I'll be bound, For it was brewed by the vicar! It's strong, I'll be bound, For it was brewed by the vicar! |
| Aline, Alexis & Mr. Wells. | Others. |
| See! see! they drink, | |
| Pass the cup round. | |
| All thought unheeding. | |
| It's strong, I'll be bound! | |
| The tea cups clink, We are succeeding! We are succeeding! |
| All. |
| None so cunning as he, At brewing a jorum of tea! At brewing a pretty stiff jorum, A jorum of tea! |
END OF ACT I
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