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Web Opera
Song No. 6
HELP! AH HELP!
 MIDI File 17K, 2 minutes 7 seconds.
Off Monroe Players (1984) |
Brown:
Help! Ah, Help!
Carboy and Laetitia:
Help! Help!
Chorus;
Help! Help!
Help! Help! Help! (They do not help him.)
Brown:
I think I'm going to faint. |
Women:
He's going to be ill.
Men:
Oh no he ain't.
Women:
I tell you he is.
Men:
I'm sure he isn't.
Women:
He is,
Men:
He isn't,
Women:
He is,
Chorus:
He is(n't), he is(n't).
(Thomas Brown faints.)
Eliza:
Thomas, my own, look up, and speak to me.
Chorus:
Thomas, her own,
look up, and speak to her.
(aside) It's her young man.
Carboy:
One moment pray,
I speak as a physician.
It is essential
For a man in his condition,
That he should not be crowded
Pray, stand back.
Chorus:
It is essential
For a man in his condition,
That he should not be crowded
Nor changed in his position,
So stand back, stand back,
Stand back, stand back,
Stand back, stand back,
Stand back, stand back, (They crowd round him.)
Stand back, stand back, stand back.
Prop him up upon a chair.
Leave him flat upon his back,
Give him lots of room and air,
It's a most severe attack.
Turn him round upon his face,
Turn him round the other way,
Let him have a little space,
Do not crowd upon him, pray.
Turn him round upon his face,
Turn him round the other way,
Let him have a little space,
Do not crowd upon him, pray.
Give him brandy: that's the plan,
That's the thing to do him good,
Brandy, why you'd kill the man!
No it wouldn't.
Yes it would.
No it wouldn't.
Yes it would.
No it wouldn't.
| Women: | Men: |
| Yes it would, it would. | No it wouldn't. |
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Brown:
It was the last bun.
Eliza:
Thank heaven, he breathes again.
Chorus:
He breathes again,
Oh joy without alloy.
Oh joy,
Oh joy,
Without alloy. |
Rosehill Musical Society |
Carboy:
Say who will this prescription take?
Chorus:
Yes, who will this prescription take?
Eliza:
I will, I fly,
Chorus:
She will, she flies,
Eliza:
I will, I fly,
Chorus:
She flies, she flies,
Eliza:
I will, I fly,
Chorus:
She will, she flies,
Eliza:
I will, I fly,
Chorus:
She flies, she flies,
| Eliza: |
Women: |
Men: |
| I fly |
She flies, she flies, |
She flies, she flies, |
| I fly |
She flies, |
She flies, she flies, she flies, |
| She flies, she flies. | |
(Exit Eliza.)
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| | What a very nice young woman! |
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