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 CAPTAIN THE Hox. FELIX FLAPPER, R. N., 
 
 of H.M.S. " Thundorboinb '* 2d Tenor 
 
 SIR MINCING LANE, Knight 2d Tenor. 
 
 BILLEE TAYLOR Tenor. 
 
 BEN BARNACLE Baritone. 
 
 CHRISTOPHER CRAB ..Baritone. 
 PHOEBE FAIRLEIGH. . . . Soprano. 
 ARABELLA LANE Contralto. 
 
 ELIS A D ABSEY , . 
 
 StTSAN 
 
 JANE SCRAGGS. 
 CHARITY GIRLS... 
 
 ARGUMENT. 
 
 THE story of this opera is founded on the old song oi 
 " Billy Taylor," a well-known English nautical ditty. The time 
 of the action in 1805, when the press-gang was in full sway. 
 
 The First Act opens with a view of Southampton harbor 
 at the old inn of the Royal George, when the villagers meet 
 to rejoice over the approaching wedding of Billee Taylor and 
 Phoebe, a charity girl. There is, also, an heiress, Arabella 
 Lane, who is in love with Billee. She offers him her hand and 
 fortunes, which he refuses. Her father, Sir Mincing Lane, a 
 kiudhearted old gentleman is going to give the villagers a feast 
 at Billee's wedding. He invites his friend. Captain Flapper, 
 to join in the festivities. The Captain falls in love with Phoebe 
 at first sight, and vows that she shall not marry Billee. A 
 tutor, Crab, is also in love with Phoebe. Among Captain Flap- 
 per's crew is Ben Barnacle, who has gone to sea on account of 
 his. love for Eliza, who has forsaken him for another lover. 
 He is ordered by the press-gang to go and carry off Billee Tat/- 
 lor. During the festivities preceding the wedding, this plan is 
 executed, and Billee is taken away, which brings the first act 
 to a close. 
 
 The Second Act (two years having elapsed), opens with its 
 acene laid in Portsmouth harbor. Ships are coming and 
 going, while the sailors and their sweethearts, sit around the 
 docks, watching some sailors dancing a hornpipe. All of the 
 charity girls, among whom is Phoebe, have followed Billee to 
 sea, disguised as sailor boys. Billee, in the meantime, has 
 risen' to be a lieutenant. Sir Mincing Lane, who has become 
 a commander in the volunteers, appears, and endeavors to in- 
 duce some of the volunteers to join his company. Phoebe is 
 about to enlist, when Barnacle interferes, and there is a quar- 
 rel between the soldiers and the sailors. Captain Flapper 
 stops the fight. Some one tells Phoebe that Billee has lost his 
 love for her, and loves Arabella. She fires a pistol at BIllcc 
 and Arabella, whom she sees in company, and is ordered to be 
 shot. She then makes herself known. Matters are finally 
 explained and set right, and all ends happily. 
 
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 BILLEE TAYLOR: 
 
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 THE REWARD OF VIRTUE. 
 
 ACT I. 
 
 SCENE The Village Green of a Village on Southampton 
 Water. 
 
 Peasants Discovered. 
 
 No. 1. CHORUS OF PEASANTS. 
 
 TO-DAY, to-day is holiday, 
 We'll keep it in the usual way, 
 
 While wedding-bells are ringing; 
 We'll drink the health with three times thre 
 Of Phoebe fair, and bold Billee, 
 
 To each good wishes bringing. 
 Ha! ha! ha! 
 
 Here's to man and wife, 
 
 When the marriage-knot is tied ; 
 
 Here's happiness, good luck, long life, 
 To the bridegroom and the bride. 
 
 Enter CRAB. 
 
 CRAB. What means this revelry, I pray ? 
 THORUS To-day, to-day is holiday, 
 
 We'll keep it in the usual way. 
 CR IB. Yes, as you say, in the usual way. 
 
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 When a vilhiger has a holiday, 
 He keeps it in the usual way, 
 And joyously carouses. 
 CHORUS. Carouses! carouses! 
 
 CRAB. 
 
 From morning until night, 
 
 To drink is his delight. 
 He's the pride of the public-houses. 
 
 When fill'd with ale and beer, 
 
 Then he knows no fear, 
 And the law of his country scorning, 
 
 By the constable he's caught, 
 
 And to the lock-up brought, 
 To reflftct upon his sentence in the morni ig. 
 Ha ! ha ! ha ! 
 
 [Exeunt Villagers. 
 
 CRAB, the desponding villain How to prevent the marriage ELIZA 
 DALMUV Why she is still a widow CRAB'S declaration of love for 
 PHCEBE frightens ELIZA. 
 
 First appearance of the virtuous gardener, WILLIAM TAYLOR His 
 self-depreciation His merits recognized by his old schoolmaster, Spare 
 the rod and spoil the child CRAB is off to his duty. 
 
 The value of friendship --The pleasures of moral gardening described 
 in the song. 
 
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 The fatal passion of Miss ARABFLLA LANE for her father's retainer 
 t/rged by the nearness of the hour when he will be wedded to another 
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 No. 3. DUET "Irs ANI> 
 
 ARABELLA and BILLBB 
 
 ABA. If you were a maiden, 
 
 And I was a youth, 
 My voice with love laden 
 Should whisper all the truth 
 
 How I lov'd you with passion 
 How you were my joy, 
 
 If you were a maiden, 
 And I was a boy. 
 
 ABA. Would you say, No, no, no ? 
 BILL. No, no, no ! 
 
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 BILL. No, no, no ! 
 
 ABA. Would you say, Yes, yes, yes ? 
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 BILL, j Ah, yes ; I'll confess ! 
 ARA. Oh, tell, I pray, I pray ! 
 BILL. Oh, don't pray ! 
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 BILL. ) This is what I would say : 
 ABA. No, no, no, or Yes, yes, yes. 
 BILL. Not Yes, yes, yes 1 
 
 BILL. If you were my lover, 
 And I a damsel fair, 
 Quickly you'd discover 
 That I'd no love to spare. 
 
 If my troth were plighted, 
 Prayers you'd vain employ ; 
 
 If I were a maiden, 
 And you were a boy : 
 
 BILL. It would be No, no, no ! 
 
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 BILL. Though it might grieve you wv 
 
 ABA. Woe, woe, woe ! 
 
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 BILL. Though you might pray, 
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 & ABA. ) Tell me, what would you say ? 
 BILL. No, no, no ! not Yes, yes, yes I 
 ABA. Not Yes, yes, yes ! 
 
 TTzLHAM is proof against temptation ARABELLA'S despair. 
 Enter PHOZBE'S Schoolfellows, the Ciarity girls. 
 
 No. 4. CHORUS OF CHARITY GIRLS. 
 
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 We have plenty hilarity, 
 We none of us whimper, or murmur, or sob. 
 We stick to our letters, 
 Are polite to our betters, 
 And our manners we show by our charity bob. 
 
 [All courtesy. 
 
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 Assuredly is Phoabe, 
 To each girl she's a bright example, 
 
 Who and whatever she be. 
 At rule of three she is the best, 
 
 With her dates are a pleasure; 
 At history she's cleverest, 
 
 In fact, she is a treasure. 
 
 CHOBUS. To a duke or a marquis she ought to be wed, 
 
 Or a squire of highest degree ; 
 But she p'refers William Taylor instead 
 A simple young gardener he. 
 
 SUSAN. Here she comes, let's run to meet her. 
 AH Here she comes, let's warmly greet her. 
 
 Enter PUCEBE. 
 
 PHCEBE. Yes, schoolfellows, Fm here ; 
 
 Thanks for your welcome dear. 
 Att. It is your wedding-day, 
 
 So all of us are gay 
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 There may, peril aps, be sad regret, 
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 Yeo ! yeo ! together they go, &c. 
 CHORUS. To a duke or a marquis she ought to be wed, 
 
 Or a squire of highest degree ; 
 But she prefers William Taylor instead, 
 
 A simple young gardener he. 
 
 Who will keep the girls in order now ? No one. Who will set a good 
 example? No one. Who will win the prizes ? No one. 
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 Remember tne value of using your eyes ; 
 Recollect, too, that money's not easily met, 
 And always accept every offer you get. 
 Be polite to all grandmammas, sisters, and mothers, 
 For they've all of them grandsons, or own sons, or brotlM. 
 And never forget, the chief object in life 
 Is to quickly be settled a well-to-do wife." 
 
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 MINCING LANE and CAPTAIN FLAPPER is signalled by SUSAN A modest 
 receptioE CAPTAIN FLAPPEK likes the parish and parishioners He 
 admires the bride A contented and grateful peasantry The simple 
 manners of the country What FH<EBE FAIBLEIGH mny become if Wile 
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 The Villagers are to eat, drink, and be merry, at SIR MINCUTO'S e 
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 PHOEBE'S soliloquy. Her determination and strong will expressed !n 
 the song. 
 
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 13 
 
 CAPTAFN FLAPPER on the prowl The abrupt love-making of the Sea- 
 rover PIICEHE is flattered by the CAPTAIN'S condescension FLAPPEJ* 
 offers to meet the bridegroom in single combat He salutes the bride, 
 who rt-turns the salute The mutiny must be suppressed A respect- 
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 CUAB to the rescue His pleadings useless A blow ! Revenge upon 
 WILLIAM TAYLOR is the idea uf CRAB, ARABELLA, and FLAPPER. 
 
 No. 8. TRIO. 
 
 ARABELLA, CAPTAIN FLAPPER, and CRAB. 
 ( Together in mock-traffic style.) 
 
 Revenge, revenge, and retribution 
 Upon young William's head shall fall, 
 
 From us he'll get no absolution 
 Until he dearly pays for all. 
 
 1* * AP. You will pardon, I am very sure, the question, 
 
 But what is it that you intend to do? 
 
 AKAB. Can no one give us now a bright suggestion ? 
 
 CUAB. A plan, I think, that I have got will do. 
 
 ARAB. What is it? Speak, I pray! 
 
 FLAP. What is it? Prithee say! 
 
 CRAB. That is it. [whispers io FIAP. Music. 
 
 FLAP. Oh! delightful! 
 
 CRAB. This is it. [whispers to ARAB. same business, 
 
 ARAB. Oh ! how frightful 1 
 
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 FLAP. ) If not, remember, he'll be married. 
 ARAB. 'Tis true, so rny consent I give, 
 
 For wero he wed I could not live, 
 
 I could not live. 
 
 Together. Fjsh ! hush! eilence! not a word! 
 
 Hush ! hush ! let no one know the plot. 
 Hush! hush! we may be overheard, 
 Hush! hush! till our revenge we've got, 
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 They go stealthily to work Hush ! Hush ! hush ! 
 
 The happiness of the Bride and Bridegrocm Their mutual confes* 
 ions They retire to prepare for the nuptial ceremony. 
 
 SUSAN announces real man-of-war's men Tl e crew of His Majesty's 
 ship, Thunderbomb, led by the bold bo'sun, BEN BARNACLE They sing 
 the praises of their vessel. 
 
 No. 9. SAILORS' CHORUS. 
 
 She can swim like a duck, 
 
 And her flag's never struck, 
 But has captured full many a prize, boys ! 
 
 Not a ship in the fleet 
 
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 She can whip any foe twice her size, boys ! 
 
 Heave, ho ! Heave, ho ! 
 
 When the big guns blow, 
 When the skulkers with affright are dumb, boys I 
 
 Why, she'll weather any sea 
 
 If you'll only let her be, 
 There's no craft like the Thunderbomb, boys! 
 
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 Eliza?" 
 
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 My duty is now smart lads to press, 
 
 All on account of Eliza ; 
 If they say No, why -I say Yes, 
 
 All on account of Eliza. 
 
 So look up, my messmates, some boys for the sea, 
 And if to your summons they do not agree, 
 Why, shiver my timbers, just tell them from me 
 It's all on account of Eliza. 
 
 A quarter-of-an-hour's sight-seeing granted to the Pressgang BAR- 
 NACLE and the Skipper What BENJAMIN has to do against his con- 
 science for the " Lothariosest " Captain afloat Conscience is flung to 
 winds CRAB and FLAPPER are brother conspirators. The thought is 
 unpleasant The Captain thinks the Schoolmaster would do better 
 abroad BARNACLE prepares to drown his better feelings in a glass 
 The landlady of the "Royal George" It is, it is, his own Eliza! 
 The result of being spliced to the boundless ocean The Wedding-bells 
 begin, and there is heard the 
 
 No. 11. WEDDING CHORUS. 
 
 Hark ! the merry marriage bells ! 
 (JSells.) Ding-u-ding-<long! ding-a-ding-dong! 
 
 Joy and hope their music tells, 
 (Bells.) Ding-a-ding-dong! ding-a-ding-dong! 
 
 When the parson's task is done, 
 
 When the plighted pair are one, 
 
 O'er the mead and through the glon 
 
 Will resound the clerk's Amen, 
 The clerk's Amen, 
 
 Ding-a-ding-dong ! the clerk's Amen ! [JExeunt.
 
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 The arrest of WILLIAM TAYLOR ! BARNACLE *s sympathetic, but urn- 
 jrielding to all entreaties CRAB, the man of peace, is also bound for 
 man-of-war. 
 
 No. 12. FINALE. 
 
 WIL. 
 BEN. 
 
 WIL. 
 
 "Pis hard by fate thus to be parted, 
 
 Cheer up, messmate ! don't be down-hearted, 
 
 For I, like you, leave love and beauty 
 
 Aboard our craft to do my duty, 
 
 (to men.) Fall in! close up! we must away! 
 
 PH(EBE. Stay for one moment, prithee, stay 
 O, William, when you're on the sea, 
 You'll think, my love, sometimes of me; 
 O promise me, O say you will, 
 My love, my own, my darling Bill. 
 Yes, to you I'll be ever true, 
 My constant thought shall be of you; 
 And though for years I mayn't be seen, 
 You'll keep, I know, my memory green. 
 
 PIIOXBE. I will. However far your range, 
 
 My love for you shall never change. 
 Should I come back without ever a leg, 
 
 Still I'll be true to you; 
 Should I stump about on a wooden peg, 
 Still I'll be true to you. 
 Should I be bereft of the sight of my eyes, 
 Should I come back to you with a parcel of lies, 
 Should cuts on my arms have reduced their size 
 Still I'll be true to you. 
 
 All. (affected.) Still she'll be true to you. 
 
 Enter SIR MINCING and ARABELLA. 
 
 SIB M. Come, what's all this? 
 BEN. My warrant see! 
 
 ABAB. O father, save him, 
 CBAB. And save me! 
 
 SIB M. (examining paper.} Your authority, sir, I cannot 
 refute, 
 
 And His Majesty's right I shall not dispute. 
 ELIZA (to BEN.) Whic.h your conduct, Ben, is that of a brute. 
 ARAB, (aside.) Oh, what have I done? My sorrow's acute ! 
 BKN. Shoulder up ! fall in ! my hearties all, 
 
 We must back to the sea at duty's call. 
 
 WIL. 
 
 PHCEBE. 
 
 WIL. 
 
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 WIL. 
 
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 Chorus. Now brave boys, off, for th K long boat w-iits, 
 
 And we must cruise upon the brine, oh ! 
 But we'll soon be back on a homeward t^ok, 
 With our pockets full of rhino. 
 
 With a fav'rir/g gale we shall set sail, 
 
 When the canvas taut will swell, oh ; 
 So here's a parting glass, and a kiss for e^ ty lass, 
 
 And to every one a long farewell, oh ! 
 Women. Farewell! 
 Marines. Away ! 
 
 Sailors. Hooray! Hooraj 
 
 TABLEAU. 
 END OF ACT X.
 
 ACT II. 
 
 SCENB At Portsmouth The Harbor in the distance. 
 
 No. 1. -CHORUS OF SAILORS AND WOMEN. 
 
 BACK again ! Back again ! 
 
 Tho' so far they roam, 
 Sailors will be rovers still, 
 
 Welcome, welcome home. 
 Back again ! Back again ! 
 
 After victoree, 
 Vanquishers of France and Spain, 
 
 Rulers of the sea. 
 
 The Terpsichorean revels natural to the British tar. 
 CBAB, the Mariner his profession changed but his character the 
 lame No villany to do. 
 
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 The good boys I would long to swish, 
 
 But I could not carry out the rule. 
 To scuttle ships Fd like to try, 
 
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 Such thoughts are all, alas! " ray eye," 
 
 I cannot steep myself in vice. 
 
 I'm such an unfortunate vil'ain, fcc. 
 
 Meditating on Crime ELIZA DABSET on the look out for HEN BIN- 
 NACLE The recognition The news of PHCEBE'S flight Who was the 
 44 he ? " The danger of life on a cutter The Parthian warfarer. 
 
 WILLIAM and ARABELLA Familiarity does not always breed con- 
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 And you tended me carefully. 
 
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 So in life's fiercest gale, 
 
 In rain, snow, or hail, 
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 O, my darling, <fce. 
 
 ARABELLA promises that SIR MINCING LANE will " come down" hand 
 omely How BILLEE obtained his promotion The advantage of a run- 
 away horse Veni, vidi, vici ! The man sacrificed to the weak mortal 
 The loss of fourpence, or rather of a damning piece of evidence 
 PIKEBE and the Runaways. 
 
 No. 4. THE FAITHFUL CREW. 
 PHCEBE AND CHORUS. 
 
 PIICEBE. (off) Hi! hallo! 
 
 CHORUS, (of) Hi! hallo! 
 
 PHOCBE. (o/) Hi! hallo t 
 
 Enter PHCEBE and CHORUS. 
 
 PHOEBE. I followed my darling Bill to sea. 
 
 CHORUS. We all of us followed you. 
 
 PHCEBE. I followed him to a far countree. 
 
 CHORUS. We all of us followed too. 
 
 B it though dangers we've seen, 
 And though shipwrecked we've been, 
 We have never yet found Billee ;
 
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 He's been fighting the foe, 
 But we all of us know 
 He has come back again from sea. 
 CHORUS. He has come back again from sea 
 
 To you. 
 
 PHOEBE. And his heart, well I know, is ever true. 
 CHORUS. To you 
 
 Yes, his heart will be ever true. 
 PHOZBE. He'll kiss me a thousand times, youT. 8*e. 
 CHORUS. And so he may kiss us too. 
 
 PHOEBE. But you shall have sweethearts, just like me. 
 CHORUS. We like to be just like yo" 
 
 PHCEBE. He'll forgive me my dress 
 When I frankly confess 
 Why it was that I went to sea 
 That each Jack is a Jill, 
 Who of her free will 
 Went afloat to find my Billee. 
 CHORUS. Went afloat to find your Billee 
 
 For you. 
 
 PHOSBE. While his heart, well I know's ever true 
 CHORUS. To you 
 
 Yes, his heart will be ever true ! 
 
 The letter not found PHCEBE is unrecognized Want of politeuew 
 A lesson in manners. 
 
 No. 4a. DUET !N DATS GONB BY." 
 WILLIAM and PHCEBE. 
 
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 WIL. 
 
 In days gone by our sires would try 
 
 To be to all polite, 
 To friend or foe they'd always show 
 
 Such manners exquisite. 
 PHCEBE. No sign could tell folks half so well 
 
 The true Aristocrat, 
 As smiling face and courtly grace 
 
 Of him, who lifted hat.
 
 Just like that, just like that, 
 Nothing but a movement with a hat. 
 You do the thing politely, 
 You smile or simper brightly, 
 All that gallants had to do was just like that. 
 
 II. 
 
 PIICEBK. In modern days our modern ways 
 Have lost the grand old style, 
 For in the street the friends who meet. 
 
 Give nod, or wink, or t-mile. 
 WIL. But still you see there rules must be 
 For those who'd shirk the cat : 
 With heels well closed, nnd figure posed, 
 You deftly touch your hat. 
 
 CHORUS. Just like that just like that, 
 
 Fingers brought up smartly to the hat. * 
 To make the movement sightly, 
 You touch the brim quite lightly, 
 All that sailors have to do is iust like that. 
 
 A cold welcome How to act. 
 
 FLAPPER, the Lovelace, follows SUSAX The voice of Conscience 
 " RICIIAKD CARR" Never repulsed Yes, once by PHOZBE. 
 
 No. 5. TRIO TRIM LITTLE PH<EBE." 
 FLAP. A trim little craft was Phoebe, 
 
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 FLAP. A slim little earthly Hebe, 
 
 Yes, Hebe, 
 
 Yes, Hebe. 
 
 She repelled me. 'Twas sad, 
 For her charms drove me mad, 
 And I loved her, 'fore gad. 
 
 But you see she would not hear me.
 
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 But I loved her. 
 PHCEBE 
 
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 FLAP. Well as long just as long as she was near me. 
 Her lover was Billee Taylor, 
 
 Was Taylor, 
 
 Was Taylor. 
 He left her to be a sailor, 
 
 A sailor, 
 
 A sailor. 
 
 But in the Navee 
 He's found there may be 
 As good fish in the sea 
 
 Not at all 
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 and } Well ! 
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 FLAP. Not at all dearer, 
 
 Perhaps it was wrong. 
 How long? For he loved her, 
 Well while he was, 
 
 While he was near her. 
 
 FLAPPER relates the love adventures of LIEUTENANT WILLIAM TAT- 
 LOR Never be inconstant MRS. DABSET A Prize! a Sail I th 
 Chase ! SIR MINCING LANE'S Volunteers ! An Ideal 
 
 Xo. 6. CHORUS. " WITH FIFE AND DRUM." 
 
 Chorus. With fife and drum we bravely come 
 
 To check the rash invader, 
 From England's shore, now as of yore, 
 
 We'll chase the new Armada. 
 Our foeninn hear, with rage and fear, 
 
 That we in arms assemble, 
 For the loyal cheers of the Volunteers 
 Make continental tyrants tremble. 
 
 [They form down to footlights..']
 
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 Yes 1 all we abandon now that duty callg as, 
 No sacrifice we nwke in the lenst appals us, 
 
 So here we are a gallant band 
 
 To do or die for old England. [bis. 
 
 AIR. 
 
 SIB M. See the grocer is callous of his figs, [trumpet call. 
 
 See the farmer makes light of his plough, 
 While the barber unblock'd leaves his wigs, 
 
 [trumpet call. 
 And the grazier abandons his cow. [drums. 
 
 Unbaked are the loaves of the baker, [trumpet. 
 
 Unengrossed are the deeds of the lawyer, 
 And the tap of the gay undertaker [trumpet. 
 
 Is hush'd with the saw of the sawyer. 
 
 [trumpet and roll of drum to ohoru*. 
 
 Chorus. The regulars are all very well, 
 The infantry or grenadiers, 
 But to stand upon the strand, 
 And to guard their native land, 
 Who so brave as the Volunteers, 
 Who so brave as the Volvnteers? 
 
 PHOEBE proposes enlistment at SIB MINCING'S expense Agreed to, 
 nem. con. BARNACLE and the crew of the ' Thunderbombs ' object A 
 collision imminent between the sea and land forces. 
 
 No. 7. CONCERTED PIECE. 
 BARNACLE, SIB MINCING, PECEBE, FLAPPER, AND CHORDS 
 
 BAR. Don't go for to leave us, Richard Carr, 
 
 We know what a messmate true you are. 
 You're a lad who doesn't object to tar, 
 You're handy as most with rope or spar. 
 From Portsmouth harbor to Antigunr, 
 There's no better sailor than Richard Carr! 
 
 BIB M. He's ours ! his coat will soon be red, 
 
 On shore henceforth he'll fight instead, 
 And from the sea will sever 
 
 CHORUS. For ever I
 
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 BAB. Look he/e, we Ain't a-going to lose 
 
 The smartest rffon of all our crews; 
 He'll fight among the old true blues, 
 
 Or never! 
 
 VOLUN. He's ours ! So, brave boys, steady ! 
 SAIL. Come on, come on, we're ready ! 
 Come on, come on ! 
 Enter FLAPPER. 
 
 FLAP. Stop, stop 1 nor moral law despise, 
 By blacking thus each other's eyes. 
 Brave messmates, bear with him, for I 
 Can tell, I think, the reason why. 
 
 CHORUS. Let's hear, let's hear the re.ason why ! 
 
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 Do you know why a plain girl will think herself fair, 
 
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 Do you* know why a dwarf rises yards in the air, 
 
 And a giant sinks into his shoes? 
 
 Do you know why a brave man takes refuge in flight, 
 While a coward no danger can move? 
 
 Why night becomes day, and day becomes night, 
 Do you know ? Well, I'll tell you it's Love ! 
 Love! love! love! 
 
 '.'HORUS. Then you're in love? 
 PIICEBE. Yes ! I'm in love ! 
 
 CHOKUS. In love? 
 PIKEBE. In love! 
 
 BAB. No other plea our hearts could move, 
 We recognize the power of Love I
 
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 The power of Love exemplified BARNACLE'S suggestion The usual 
 thing ELIZA again! FLAPPER gives chase, as does BENJAMIN The 
 position of son-in-law to a rich knight not to be despised, in WILLIAM'* 
 estimation The gross familiarity of CRAB receives an unpleasant 
 check CRAB cries for vengeance. 
 
 BARNACLE cuts out the CAPTAIN, and brings in ELIZA a prize FLAP- 
 PER follows, with sword and pistol His own bo'sun ! not one of Mother 
 Carey's chickens either Disgust of FLAPPER BARNACLE takes pos- 
 session of the weapons The lass that loves a sailor. 
 
 PHCEBE'S fruitless search ! 
 
 A tar in tears Mutual recognition WILLIAM'S marriage announced 
 - PHCEBE'S despair, rage, and resolution ! Revenge ! 
 
 No. 8. CONCERTED PIECE. 
 Enter BARNACLE and SAILORS. 
 
 PHCEBE. See here, my lads, what would you do, 
 If you should find your love untrue, 
 And courting with another? 
 
 Sailors. What would we do? 
 
 What would we do? 
 
 BAB. I'll just tell you what we would do, 
 
 And save a deal of bother : 
 We either punch that other's head, 
 Or fix him with an ounce of lead, 
 And shoot the rascal dead, dead, dead. 
 That's what we'd do, 
 
 Sailors. That's what we'd do. 
 
 PIICEBE. I almost dare I will prepare ! 
 
 So quickly bring me sword and pistol, 
 
 Forth to ccme at my command ! 
 And I'll shoot the treacherous villan! 
 
 Shoot him with my own right hand ! 
 
 Sailors. Bravo! bravo! here's sword and pistol ready! 
 And rnind, lad, you are steady. 
 
 PHCEBE. My mind's made up. I'm ready J 
 Sailors. Bravo! bravo! bravo!
 
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 On the track of the deceiver I 
 
 WILLIAM and ARABELLA name the happy day CKAB tho Spy I 
 CRAB'S look-out Ho, ho ! delectable villany ! 
 
 The lovers ! the start ! the catastrophe Arrest of RICHARD CARR. 
 
 No. 9. CONCERTED PIECE I AM No MAN." 
 PIICEBE, ARABELLA, WILLIAM, FLAPPER, AND CHORUS. 
 
 PHCEBE. Stay, stay, for I am no man, 
 
 Stay, stay, I am a woman ! 
 CHORUS. A woman 1 
 
 PHGEBE. Yes, yes, I am a woman ! 
 FLAP. Explain this marvellous assertion. 
 CHORDS. Explain! explain I 
 
 PHOEBE. 'Tis not because of your coercion, 
 
 But I'll explain. 
 Not very long ago I loved 
 So truly that I thought 
 My heart could never be unmoved, 
 
 And his could ne'er be bought. 
 Our wedding-day had dawned so gay, 
 
 The bells rang out for me, 
 When four and twenty seamen came 
 
 And pressed him for the sea. 
 (to WIL.) For I'm Phoebe, for I'm Phoebe. 
 
 Yes I am, you sneak. 
 I am Phoebe, I am Phoebe. 
 
 Whom you thought very ?eak. 
 I am Phoebe, I am Phoebe. 
 
 Dare you look or speak. 
 If so, then you'll not find your Phoebe 
 
 Weak ! weak ! weak 1 
 
 Wiu By such remarks I'm merely bored 
 Since Virtue is its own reward. 
 
 Its own reward. 
 
 For here is she who loves me true, 
 A cut above she is to you. 
 
 She is to you. 
 ARAB. Not very long ago I loved 
 
 My heart was not my own 
 And still to-day it is unmoved 
 
 And he has kinder grown. 
 Of village maid I'm not afraid, 
 Though dressed in travestie ;
 
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 For Billy Taylor is my own, 
 
 And thinks alone of me. 
 For I'm Ara Ara bella. 
 
 Not abashed you see ! 
 For I'm Ara Ara bella 
 
 Who'll be wedded to Billee. 
 I am Ara Ara bella 
 
 Who sent him offto sea. 
 And I mean to keep him all of him 
 
 For me ! me ! me ! 
 
 The rescue of CRAB ! The witness from the sea The French Com- 
 mander's letter ! CAN BILLEE TAYLOR be a coward? 
 
 No. 10. GRAND FINALE. 
 
 FLAP. This is a statement most untoward, 
 
 Can Billee Taylor be a coward. 
 CHORUS. A coward ! a coward! 
 
 WIL. Oh, moral pluck's enough for me, 
 
 A virtuous coward let me be. 
 CHORUS. Let him be, 
 
 A virtuous coward let him be. 
 FLAP. Sure such remarks should strike me dumb, 
 
 No lorger of the Thunderbomb 
 
 Shall you Lieutenant be. 
 
 You are disrated, 
 CHORUS. He is disrated. 
 PIKEBE. And pray, sir, what becomes of me? 
 FLAP. To me be mated. 
 FHCEBE (bashfully). I will be mated. 
 FLAP. And further let courageous grace 
 
 Fill Billee Taylor's vacant place, 
 
 For I make you full Lieutenant 
 
 Of the Thunderbomb. 
 
 CHORUS. He makes her First Lieutenant 
 
 Of the Thunderbomb. 
 Perhaps this elevation may of comfort 
 
 Bring a crumb. 
 For now you are Lieutenant of the Thunderbomb. 
 
 Yes, { now r U ^ 1 Lieutenant of the Thunder- 
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 bomb. 
 
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