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
_Mab._ You speak falsely. You know nothing about it. He has acted nobly.
_All._ He has acted nobly.
_Mab._ Dearly as I loved him before, his heroic sacrifice to his sense
of duty has endeared him to me tenfold. He has done his duty. I will do
mine. Go ye, and do yours. [_Exit MABEL._
_All._ Very well.
_Serg._ This is perplexing.
_All._ We cannot understand it at all.
_Serg._ Still he is actuated by a sense of duty----
_All._ That makes a difference, of course. At the same time we repeat,
we cannot understand it at all.
_Serg._ No matter; our course is clear. We must do our best to capture
these pirates alone. It is most distressing to us to be the agents
whereby our erring fellow-creatures are deprived of that liberty which
is so dear to all--but we should have thought of that before we joined
the force.
_All._ We should.
_Serg._ It is too late now!
_All._ It is.
SONG.--SERGEANT.
When a felon’s not engaged in his employment--
_All._ His employment,
_Serg._ Or maturing his felonious little plans--
_All._ Little plans,
_Serg._ His capacity for innocent enjoyment--
_All._ ’Cent enjoyment,
_Serg._ Is just as great as any honest man’s--
_All._ Honest man’s.
_Serg._ Our feelings we with difficulty smother--
_All._ ’Culty smother,
_Serg._ When constabulary duty’s to be done--
_All._ To be done,
_Serg._ Ah, take one consideration with another--
_All._ With another,
_Serg._ A policeman’s lot is not a happy one.
_All._ When constabulary duty’s to be done,
The policeman’s lot is not a happy one.
_Serg._ When the enterprising burglar’s not a-burgling--
_All._ Not a-burgling,
_Serg._ When the cut-throat isn’t occupied in crime--
_All._ ’Pied in crime,
_Serg._ He loves to hear the little brook a-gurgling--
_All._ Brook a-gurgling,
_Serg._ And listen to the merry village chime--
_All._ Village chime.
_Serg._ When the coster’s finished jumping on his mother--
_All._ On his mother,
_Serg._ He loves to lie a-basking in the sun--
_All._ In the sun.
_Serg._ Ah, take one consideration with another--
_All._ With another,
_Serg._ The policeman’s lot is not a happy one.
When constabulary duty’s to be done--
_All._ To be done,
_Serg._ The policeman’s lot is not a happy one--
_All._ Happy one.
CHORUS OF PIRATES (_without, in the distance_).
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