941 E1U0178 AND AS SUNO IN THE NtW BROA0 '.HC EXTRAVAGAXZV ENTERTAlSMEXT, AV TWO ACTS, Y'CLEPT B lovanni in London; OR, | The Libertine Reclaimed. COMPRISING Li. THt SUBSEQUENT ADVENTURES OF THAT CELEBRATED CHARACTER. AS PERE08MED AT THE Printed by J. Tabby, Theatre Royal Dr^y U;,,. 1820. [Price l*.-fe. THJi SCENKKY Displayed in the following Fanciful Lights. The Infernal Regions,, by Fire and Torch-light. The River Styx, by Tvci-light. The Magpie and Punchbowl Public-house, by Lamp- light. St. Giles's, by Gas-light. Masquerade al Fresco, by a Variegated Light. Chalk Farm, by Day-light. A Street, by Star-fight. Westminster-Hall, in a new Light. Interior of the King's Bench, in its true Light. Charing- Cross, by a Blue Light* ( i rand Saloon, by a Fan-light. DRAM \TIS PERSONS. OF TKF, New IiroaRescued Souls? Mrs. Pearce Mrs. Sinvpkins, j (^ Mrs, Margerutn Squalling Fan, Ci-d :rant Bride. . . .Mrs. Bland Succubns and Tartarus, amorous Furies Other Characters in the Eitravaganza. Patchwork Medley; the Genius of Masquerade; Track and Scent Bow-street Officers; BillGnbbins, a Hackney Ceachman ; Nekes nd Styles, Westminster Bailffs; Spunjje and Shirk, King's Bench Prisoners ; Butcher, Barber, Cobler, and Hatter, op- posing Creditors to Giovanni ; Little Fiends; Little Leporellos ; Shades of Don Fernando; Commandant and Fishermen; a Patriot, Quakers, Captain, Con modore, Sailors, Englishman, Scotchman, Irishman, Welchman, Frenchman, Countryman, Kxciscman, Creditors, Debtors, Musicians, Banditti, Punch arid Judy, Old Maids, Quakeress, Officer's Lady, Sailor's Lass, A\clrh, Scotch, and Irish Lasses, &c. &c. by the rest of the Company. Songs, Duets, ACT 1. AIR and CHORUS FIREDIIAKE, GIOVANNI, and DJBMONS. ( Fly not yet), Firedrake. COME along, 'tis just the hour When Daemons have the greatest power To feed the Libertine's desires, And make him burn with real fires ; So bring your flambeaux near. Giovanni. Oh pray! oh stay ! No log am 1 : your flames restrain ; Burn not yet, for oh ! 'tis pain ; Then take your links away, Daemons. ^ Nay, nay ! Nay, nay. We are just like gas lights here, We always burn when night is near; Make light of it we pray. CHORUS FIR con ARE and DEMONS. [Hound about the Mat/pole^] Round about the sinner let us trot, Scot, Lot, Hissing hot, Turning, Burning, Torching, Scorching, Perplexing, vexing, and \fhat not, Round about the sinner, &c. AIR GIOVANNI. [Pray Goody. ~] Pray, Daemons, please to moderate the fury of your fire, Nor flash those sparks of sulphur from each link; Remember I'm but flesh and blood, and kindly check your ire, And 'pon my soul I'll treat you all to drink. Ply me, Try me, Prove me, ere you fry me ; Do not roast me, Pray but toast me ; I'll soon find the chink, Pray Demons, please, &c. AIR GIOVANNI. [German Melody by from " Die PTeinlese."] Gentle Fury, see me languish, And in pity quench my flame ; Lovely Brimstone, ease my anguish, No tongue my warmth can name : I burn, I burn, Gentle Fury, yes, Burn with a flame I must not express. 3 Pretty devil, Oh be civil ! I am scorching with love! I'm <-n fire With ilesirc, Then a match let it prove AIR G i o v A N N i . [I've kiss'd and Tve prattled.] I've kissM and I've prattled with fifty she devils. And chanjfM them sans ceremonie ; But of all the sweet-Furies that e'er drove man ma^, Flour of Brimstone's the Fury for me ( To 1st Fury. Cream of Tartar's the Fury for me. (Aside to 2dFury CHOUUS DEMONS. [Turnout.] From our regions infernal turn out, turn out, From our regions infernal turn out ; Since first here you came, You've set hell iu a flame, So now, Giovanni, turn out, turn out. GLEE Sung behind the Scenes. [Condemned Souls, Canadian Boat Song.] Ply the oar, Charon, and speed the boat, While o'er Styx' dusky waves we float Erebus' tide ! the trembling moon Will see us in Purgatory soon. AIR GIOVANNI. [Love amongst the Roscs.\ Stern Pluto sought th' infernal bowers, With Proserpine to pass the hours, 'Midst pitch and tar, and fire and. smoke. .,ufc' The brilliant gas and pleasant coke. The Devils wwre at play, it sure is, And found Giovanni. 'mogst the Furies Oh happy day! oh joyou* hour! They kick'd Giovanni from their bower. TRIO Messrs. DA.AINLMDKY, POROCS, and SIMPKINS. \JMy Lady's NagJ] We are three jolly widowers, that have just lost our wives, And ne'er since we were batchelors so blest have been our lives ; They lie in yon church-yard, and there we'll let i hem be, Peace to their souls, they're now at rest, and so for once are we, And our tol de rol lot, &c. STAVE LEPERELLO. [Galloping Dreary Dzm.] A master I had a wicked and sly, Amorous fighting Don, He's gone to the devil, and so won't I ; No, I'll take eare of number one. LIFE OF GIOVANNI UPOHELLO. \_Heigho says Rowley^] There liv'd in Spain, as stories tell oh, . One Don Giovanni, Among the girls a deuce of a fellow ; And he had a servant they call'd Leporello, With his primo, buffo, canto, basso, Heigho sigh'd Don Giovanni. He serenaded Donna Anna, Did Don Giovanni, Tie SWore she was more sweet than manna ; Then into her window, he stole to trepan her, Witfe his wheedle, tweedle, lango, dillo, O wicked Don Giovanni. I'lie Commandant, her guardian true, Caught Don Giovanni; Says he, you're a blackguard, run, Sir do, I will, says Giovy, end then run him through , With his carte-o, tiercr-o, thrust-o, pierce-o ; And away run Don Giovanni. To a church-yard he came, being once at a loss, Lost Don Giovanni, Where the Commandant's Statue sat on a stone-horse, Like King Charles' Statue that's at Charing Cross, With his saddle, bridle, falchion, truncheon, Will vou give me a call ? said Giovanni. To call on Giovanni, the Statue warn't slow, Bold Don Giovanni, Will you sup, Mr. Statue? said he; it cried, No, For you must sup with me in the regions below, Off my brimstone, sulphur, pitch-oh, smoke-oh. I'll be damn'd if I ao, cried Giovanni. TRIO Messrs. DRAIN EMDRY, POROUS, and SlMPKIXS. Oh what pleasure will abound, When my wife is under ground ; If they cover her, I'll dance over her, Tol lol lol. SESTETTO Messrs. & Mesdames DRAINEMDRY, POROUS, and SIMPKINB. \I)eadly Lively.} Mesdames Drainemdry, Porous, and Simpkins. You cruel perjur'd villains, Messrs. Draincmdri/, Porous, and Simpkins. Oh zounds, let go oar hair. B .Ifcsdames Draincmdry, Porous, and Simp/fins. Disown your lawful wives now, you scoundrels, if you dare ? Messrs. Drainemdry, Porous^ and Simpkinst. Our wives ! a pretty joke it is some lioax, that's clear, Their bodies in the church-yard lie ; Mcsdamcs Drainemdry, Porous, and Simpkins. Yes but our souls are here. J\fcftrs. Drainertidry, Porous., and Simpkins. Tol, lol, lol, de rol, &c. Mcsdamcs DrainemdrVj Porous, and Simpkins, Fol, lol, lol, de rol, &c. CHORUS OF NEIGHBOURS. [Oh dear, what can the matter be?] I \ ere, here, what can the matter be ? Dear, dear, wl at can the matter be ? Oh dear, what can the matter be ? What's all this hubbub, we pray ? TRIO Messrs DHAINEMDRY, Ponous, and SIMPKINS. This fellow has come from the regions infernal, /\nd brought back our wives, who as dead were as door nail, Disturbing our quiet with click-clack eternal; To the round-house pray bear them away ! Chorus of Neighbours. 1 1 cy ! what ! brought back your wives to you ? U'by not ? Mayn't he bring ours back too ? We'll not have with him ought to do ; Let those meddle with him that may. GLEE GRAND CHORUS.. [Away with H Away with fight and quarrel, Black eye, crack'd heads, that bring Let us attack the barrel, And jollily, jollily sing To!, lol. Let's dr'nk like hearty fellows, Our Country and our King, Burn old King Rose's be&ms, And joliily dance and sing To! lei. AIR Mrs. LFPOHEI.LO. \Oh rest thee, Babe.] Oh hush thee, my darling, the hour will soon come, When thy Sire from the ale-house half drunk will rvhat poor wretch is this I spy. Who has come hither Her sweets to wither ; Her beauty now is all my eye; Plague on't! don't let the witch come nigh. Funny. Dear Don Giovanni, Don't scorn poor Fanny ; All day my greens for you I'll cry. Giovanni. My once lov'd Fanny, cry away, But not for me no, faith good bye ! DUETTO FANNY, and LEPOREI.LO. ( Wapping Old Stairs.} Fanny. Your Molly has never been false, she declares. Since the man on the horse came and took you Lepor.ello. Down stairs. Fanny. When you vow'd that you still would continue the same, And you gave me a ridicule work'd with your name;, Why shoukrSal or should Susan, than me be more priz'd ? For the heart that is true, it should ne'er be despis'd. Then be constant and true, nor your Fanny forsake, Still your trowsers I'll wash, and your grog too I'll jnake. DUETTO FANNY and GIOVANNI. (Guuracha.) Fanny. Oh remember the time in La Mancha's plains, I had just been to hurch to be wed, When you swore that my Bridegroom waru't bnrthen'd with brains ; And clapp'd two huge horns on his head. Giovanni. Oh yes, then you were sweet as the breath of the south, And T thought you were truly a prize ; But now crying greens, Fan, has widen'd your mouth, Crack'd your voice, aye, aud dimm'd your bright eyes. SONG LEPORELLO. ' (Air, Quite Politely.) If in London Town you'd live, Quite politely, quite politely, Let me, Sir, this lesson give, And be complete a Beau, Sir : Cossacks you, like sacks must wear, In a Brutus cock your hair, And wear of Wellingtons a pair, To shine from top to toe, Sir ! Tol de rol, &c. You must get a pair of slays, Like the Ladies, like the Ladies, Through an eye-glass still must gaze, And stare at all you meet, Sir; With sham coller hide your nose, Wear false calves, like other Beaux, And still a brazen front disclose, With brasfc heels (o your feet, Sir. Tol cte rol, &c," 10 To the Opera you must go, Don Giovanni, Don Giovanni, And talk as fashionables do, Most loudly while they're singing ; With your tailor debts contract, In the Bench for three months puck'd, Get out by the white-washing Act, And be as clean as ever. Tol de rol, &c. DUET GIOVANNI and COVSTANTIA. [ Voult% veus dansez.] Giovanni. Will you dance with me, dear M'am'selle Cheer my heart, nor Slight your partner, \ can Quadrille and Waltz as well, La poule et la finale. In the Waltz our forms we'll twine, Thine to mine, and mine to thine ; And all as sweet, Our hearts shall meet, Should we in love's circle joi.i. Constantia. Willingly, Sir, with }ou I'll dance, Cheer your heart, nor Slight your partner ; For ah, who could refuse to prance, Requested so genteely. DUET CONSTANTIA and FINICKIX. [&h! tliou vert born to please me. j ( 'onst. Oh, theu wert born to teaze me ! Finick. Nay, don't say so, my love. Const. I'm sure you'll never please me. Finick. I'll sure your pleasure prove. 11 (\>nst. Oh.' never, n< ver! Finick. Fie, Miss. ("oust. You cannot ! Finick. Pr'y thee try, M iss. Const. 'T would be to little purpose, you namby pamby thing ! Finick Oh, cruel ! from my tester I very soon shall swing. AIR LEPORELJ.O. [See that pretty Creature there] See that pretty creature there, Oh, how charming, oh, how fair: Hug her, kiss her, Sir, for zounds She's got thirty thousand pounds. AIR GIOVANNI. [Gramachree Molly ^ Had I a heart to falsehood given, To you I should be true, I sooner could be false to heaven, Than to those eyes of blue. DUO LEPORELT.O and FIMCKIX. [Blue Bells of Scotland.] Finick. Oh where, and oh where is my own dear maiden gone ? Ltpor. She's gone with Don Giovanni, and won't a maid return. Finick. Then its heigho my heart, for she's left me all forlorn. . , I. AT). OF ACT I. ACT II. A 1 KCj i o T A N N i . [ The Legacy.] Giovanni- If in death I should chance recline, A patent coffi n get me, do, Or, else the resurrection men Leporello. Will cheat the devil of his due. Giovanni. Bid all my sweethearts banish sorrow, And get another as soon as they will, And try if you ten pounds can borrow, To pay the undertaker's bill. Should it so happen, I am done o'er ; Take the goods I have on trust, Carry them to some broker's door, And raise on them a little dust 'Twill for my funeral sermon pay ; Then for your services so civil, Here, Leporello, here me say, I'll give you heartily to the devil. AIR GIOVANNI. [Black Jokt . j Our ground we have taken, our pistols we have, We have nothing to do but the signal to give, Of one two, three fire away ! So, dear Sir, your best I'd Jidvise you to do, For if you don't wing me, faith I shall wing you Now ready, Sir, stand, take your pistol in hand, For I'm going to sing out the word of command II ip one. two, three fire away ! AIR Mr. DEPUTY ENGLISH. I'll get me a pipe, and I'll get me a pot, And in that rural box there, I'll sit and I'll sol, And I'll not budije a foot till my dinner I've &>t Off the roast beef of Old England, Off the Old English roast beef. DUO & CHORUS GiovANNi,Mrs.ENCMsn,&c [Tyrolesc Air to Liberty.] Giovanni. Merrily every bosom boundeth, Merrily oh, merrily oh, Now Giovanni's freedom scundeth, Merrily oh, merrily oh ; Here the pistol's balls fly more fleetly, Here the syllabubs eat more sweetly, Every joy this place surronndeth, Merrily oh, merrily oh, merrily, merrily oh. 14 Mrs. English. Cheerily now from Hampstead's valley, Cheerily oh, cheerily oh, Over Primrose-hill we'll sally, Cheerily oh, cheerily oh ; If a charming girl won by bravery, Sweeter be, than one kept by knavery. Round Giovanni's pistol rally, Cheerily oh, cheerily oh, Cheerily oh, cheerily oh, cheerily, cheerily oh. SOXG LEPORELLO. Giovanni is leading his usual life ; Oh, he's a frolicksome dandy O ! He's come here to make love to another man's wife, As sweet as sugar candy O ! Three bottles he drank at a tavern to-day, Oh, he's a tipsy dandy O ! So 'tis odds, but there'll soon be the devil to pay, What a galloping roguish dandy O ! I've brought him a ladder, and brought him a lamp, To fight the Cockney dandy O ! For a notion I have, when he means to decamp, That he'll find it devilish handy O. .vjj'jp'/fa ->r^ ?- J9 <:;. ,c tAl n 9iD sr>rl I don't know how 'tis, but I feel to-nighi Not quite so handy O ; So I'll off to the whisky-shop down by the righty And get me a quartern of brandy O. DUET GIOVANNI, and Mr. DEPUTY ENGLISH [Air, " Chanson D* Amour" pushing o/i.] Giovanni. I gave her kisses one, Half afraid; I gave her kisses one, She frown'd, and cried, have done ! .vmj I But. go on, her pretty blue eyes plainly said. I gave her kisses two, Bolder grown, I gave her kisses four Deputy. Oh, zounds ! I'll hear no more ! I've heard too much already, Mr. Don. TRIO CONSTAJTTIA,LEPORELLO, and GIOVANNI. [Air, " Soldier gave me one Pound.'"'] Leporello* Giovanni give me one pound. Constantia. Giovanni give me two. Leporello. Trial it comes on to-day ; Constantia. And nothing we can do. JLeporello. You must give a fee, Both to me . Coystaniia. And me. Leporello and Conslantia. For oli tbc law's a mill that without grist will never go. Giovanni. Lawyer, there is one pound, f7o Constant**. Lawyer, there i* two. [7o iLeporello. .And now I am without a pound, Thanks to law and you. For oh ! I feel the law Has clapp'd on me its paw ; And oh, the law's a mill that without grist will uever AIR GIOVANNI. \_The JFoodpeckcr.] I knew by their wigs that so greasefully curi'd, Adown their lank cheeks, that they wanted a fee, 4-nd I said, if I had but a pound in the world, These devils of lawyers would take it from me. All was still in the Cpurt, not a sound did I fear, But the Daily quick tapping my shoulder, oh dear ! SONG-NoKEs. [Air, Over the Water to Charley J] Over the water and over the bridge, And into the King's Bench, Giovanni ; And over the water we now must trudge, Or get in a coach, Giovanni. Giovanni,- you love ale and wine, Giovanni, you love brandy, Giovanni, you love a pretty girl, A s> sweet us sngar candy. It CHORUS OF DEBTORS. [Peggy of Derby oh.} Oh, laugh at the hour, When, in John Doe's power, We debtors to the Surrey College came Let's hasten to our play, Three months soon will pass away, What is life after all but a racket game ? AIR GIOVANNI. [Robin Adair.} What's the gay town to me, In the King's Bench ? Oh, when shall I get free From the King's Bench ? Oh, still to joy and mirth, Freedom it is, gives birth, Confinement's hell on earth, In the King's Bench. * T *? AIR CON STA N TI A. [Cease your fanning.] Cease your dunning, Serjeant Running Ton shall set Giovanni free : Then how soothing, Owing nothing, What a happy man he'll be ! Leaving roving, True to loving, True, he'll to Constantia be. i L . > . . .If..;.' "GIOVANNI'S ADDRESS TO HIS OPPOSING CREDITORS. [Sco/s wfia ha with Wallace bledJ] Duns that give Giovanni trust, Duns doubt not I shall be just, But take the benefit I must, For 'tis for liberty ! Now's the day, and now's (he hour, See the Bailiff grimly lour, See approach the Sheriff's power, Writs and slavery. Who would be a Debtor, eh ? Who in the King's Bench would stay ? Who would be confined all day ? Let him prisoner be ! Who for the Insolvent Laws Freedom's schedule freely draws, Freeman stands in freedom's cause, Come, and on with me. f TRIO GIOVANNI, CONSTANTIA, & LEPORELLO [John of Parish] OwoannC Three months in durance vile I pin'd, By cruel creditors confin'd ; But hence with pain, I'm free again, Yes, free is is the "wandering wind, I'll love, I'll drink, Til game, I'll fight, I'll pass in bliss each coming night ; And taste whole ages of delight, To make amends for fortune's spite. DC SOUTHERN REGIONAL LIBRARY FACILITY 1 A 000105914 6 Constantia. Giovanni welcome, once more free, I'll leave you to your liberty ; But should you e'er Again know care, Perhaps you'll cast a thought on me. Lcporcllo. Giovanni now is free again, Away with care, away with pai.i! He still will rove, He still will love, And make amends foi slavery's chain, BALLAD LEPOIU:M-JD, (very ghost ly)- [Barney learc the Girls alone.] Giovanni leave the girls alone, For oh your tricks move stock and stone ; Giovanni leave the girls alone, And quiet let them be. Pluto put the kettle on, Pluto put the kettle on ; To supper once I ask'd the Don, I'll ask him now to tea. SONG Mrs. [Nobody coming to Marry me.\ A maid at sixty-six, Must not refuse a man ; But ah not a soul can I fix, Though I'm sure I do all, that I can. Oh dear, what will become of me ! Dear, dear, what shall I do? Nobody coming to marry me, coming to woo. iO KIN ALE [Here's a llcalih to nil good Lasses Deputy. I \vish success to Giovaaai ! Finickin and Canstantia. We wish success to Giovanni ! Omnes. All wish success to Giovanni ! For tho' he has deceiv'd many, Here he makes amends at hi>t. Ladies. Worthy patron* Gent /CM / tf. Kindly '!)! Id him, Ladies. * Do not blame him Gentlemen. Pardon yield hi t Omnes. We wish success to Giovanni For tho' he has deceiv'd many , Overlook his errors past. FINLS. . l ). TABBY, Printer, Theatre Royal, D It riffy r