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doyly carte opera company - hail men o' wars' men lyrics
enter little b-ttercup, with large basket on her arm
recitative
hail, men-o’-war’s men — safeguards of your nation
here is an end, at last, of all privation;
you’ve got your pay — spare all you can afford
to welcome little b-ttercup on board.
aria
for i’m called little b-ttercup — dear little
b-ttercup,
though i could never tell why,
but still i’m called b-ttercup — poor little
b-ttercup,
sweet little b-ttercup i!
i’ve snuff and tobaccy, and excellent jacky,
i’ve scissors, and watches, and knives;
i’ve ribbons and laces to set off the faces
of pretty young sweethearts and wives.
i’ve treacle and toffee, i’ve tea and i’ve coffee,
soft tommy and succulent chops;
i’ve chickens and conies, and pretty polonies,
and excellent peppermint drops.
then buy of your b-ttercup — dear little b-ttercup;
sailors should never be shy;
so, buy of your b-ttercup — poor little b-ttercup;
come, of your b-ttercup buy!
boat. aye, little b-ttercup — and well called — for
you’re
the rosiest, the roundest, and the reddest beauty in
all
spithead.
but. red, am i? and round — and rosy! maybe, for i
have
dissembled well! but hark ye, my merry friend — hast
ever
thought that beneath a gay and frivolous exterior there
may lurk
a canker-worm which is slowly but surely eating its way
into
one’s very heart?
boat. no, my l-ss, i can’t say i’ve ever thought that.
enter d-ck deadeye. he pushes through sailors, and
comes down
d-ck. i have thought it often. (all recoil from him.)
but. yes, you look like it! what’s the matter with the
man? isn’t he well?
boat. don’t take no heed of him; that’s only poor d-ck
deadeye.
d-ck. i say — it’s a beast of a name, ain’t it — d-ck
deadeye?
but. it’s not a nice name.
d-ck. i’m ugly too, ain’t i?
but. you are certainly plain.
d-ck. and i’m three-cornered too, ain’t i?
but. you are rather triangular.
d-ck. ha! ha! that’s it. i’m ugly, and they hate me for
it; for you all hate me, don’t you?
all. we do!
d-ck. there!
boat. well, d-ck, we wouldn’t go for to hurt any
fellow-
creature’s feelings, but you can’t expect a chap with
such a name
as d-ck deadeye to be a popular character — now can
you?
d-ck. no.
boat. it’s asking too much, ain’t it?
d-ck. it is. from such a face and form as mine the
n-blest
sentiments sound like the black utterances of a
depraved
imagination. it is human nature — i am resigned.
recitative
but. (looking down hatchway).
but, tell me — who’s the youth whose faltering feet
with difficulty bear him on his course?
boat. that is the smartest lad in all the fleet–
ralph rackstraw!
but. ha! that name! remorse! remorse!
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