Original Plays, Second SeriesGilbert, W. S. (William Schwenck)
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Original Plays, Second Series
Gilbert, W. S. (William Schwenck)
English drama; Operas -- Librettos
_Capt._ (_puzzled_).
Yes, I know
That is so.
Though to catch your drift I’m striving,
It is shady--it is shady;
I don’t see at what you’re driving,
Mystic lady--mystic lady,
(_Aside._)
Stern conviction’s o’er me stealing,
That the mystic lady’s dealing
In oracular revealing.
_But._ (_aside_).
Stern conviction’s o’er him stealing,
That the mystic lady’s dealing
In oracular revealing.
_Both._ Yes, I know
That is so!
_Capt._ Though I’m anything but clever,
I could talk like that for ever:
Once a cat was killed by care;
Only brave deserve the fair.
_But._ Very true,
So they do.
_Capt._ Wink is often good as nod;
Spoils the child who spares the rod;
Thirsty lambs run foxy dangers;
Dogs are found in many mangers.
_But._ Frequentlee,
I agree.
_Capt._ Paw of cat the chestnut snatches;
Worn-out garments show new patches;
Only count the chick that hatches;
Men are grown up catchy-catchies.
_But._ Yes, I know
That is so.
(_Aside._)
Though to catch my drift he’s striving,
I’ll dissemble--I’ll dissemble;
When he sees at what I’m driving,
Let him tremble--let him tremble!
ENSEMBLE.
{ I }
Though a mystic tone {you} borrow,
I shall}
You will} learn truth with sorrow,
Here to-day and gone to-morrow;
Yes, I know
That is so!
[_At the end exit LITTLE BUTTERCUP, melodramatically._
_Capt._ Incomprehensible as her utterances are, I nevertheless feel
that they are dictated by a sincere regard for me. But to what new
misery is she referring? Time alone can tell!
_Enter SIR JOSEPH._
_Sir J._ Captain Corcoran, I am much disappointed with your daughter.
In fact, I don’t think she will do.
_Capt._ She won’t do, Sir Joseph!
_Sir J._ I’m afraid not. The fact is, that although I have urged
my suit with as much eloquence as is consistent with an official
utterance, I have done so hitherto without success. How do you account
for this?
_Capt._ Really, Sir Joseph, I hardly know. Josephine is, of course,
sensible of your condescension.
_Sir J._ She naturally would be.
_Capt._ But perhaps your exalted rank dazzles her.
_Sir J._ You think it does?
_Capt._ I can hardly say; but she is a modest girl, and her social
position is far below your own. It may be that she feels she is not
worthy of you.
_Sir J._ That is really a very sensible suggestion, and displays more
knowledge of human nature than I had given you credit for.
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