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Scene Fifth.
—A Willow Glen.Enter Corin, with paper in his hand.
Cor.
There runs a rustic rhyme, that “Exercis
Is the best thing as is for rheumatis,”
And, therefore, I have run like wild to-day,
To try if I could make mine run away;
But I'm not better—nay, I'm rather worse,
For I have had a fit of writing verse.
And that's a symptom there is no mistaking—
'Tis love alone has set my heart an aching.
Song—Corin—“O give me the girl.”
Is the best thing as is for rheumatis,”
And, therefore, I have run like wild to-day,
To try if I could make mine run away;
But I'm not better—nay, I'm rather worse,
For I have had a fit of writing verse.
And that's a symptom there is no mistaking—
'Tis love alone has set my heart an aching.
O give me the girl with the blue dress on
Papa calls Carpillona;
She's stole my heart—away it's gone,
Or of no use to the owner!
Ye rocks and trees, I'll sing to you
About sweet Carpillona.
The Bona Roba's stole my heart—
A downright robber!—boner!
A gem she is without a flaw,
As beautiful as Venus,
The fairest flower I ever saw
Of the Bella-Dona genus.
O give me the girl, &c.
Papa calls Carpillona;
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Or of no use to the owner!
Ye rocks and trees, I'll sing to you
About sweet Carpillona.
The Bona Roba's stole my heart—
A downright robber!—boner!
A gem she is without a flaw,
As beautiful as Venus,
The fairest flower I ever saw
Of the Bella-Dona genus.
O give me the girl, &c.
Her voice to me is sweeter far
Than the finest-toned Cremona,
Her eyes are each a large loadstar,
And draw like a loadstone—Ah!
I love her more than Romeo
Did Juliet of Verona,
Who'd look as black as any crow
Beside fair Carpillona!
O give me the girl, &c.
Than the finest-toned Cremona,
Her eyes are each a large loadstar,
And draw like a loadstone—Ah!
I love her more than Romeo
Did Juliet of Verona,
Who'd look as black as any crow
Beside fair Carpillona!
O give me the girl, &c.
Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love!
Oh, Carpillona, throughout every grove,
With tender compositions, such as these,
I'll paper all the trunks of all the trees,
And on their barks I'll carve thy dear initial,
And register my vows with care official,
Deep as my love, to make 'em last the longer—
As bark is strengthening, it may make 'em stronger.
Cut, Corin, cut! and carve on ev'ry tree
A large, a capital, expressive C.
Music—He carves the letter C on the bark of a tree—The Fairy Amazona appears—She waves her lance over Corin's head, and he falls asleep on a bank.
Fairy.
Sleep, thou fond shepherd, by this haunted stream,
And of thy lovely Carpillona dream;
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Aqua Marina from her ocean cave!
(waves her lance—Music—Aqua Marina appears)
Aqua.
'Gainst wind and tide, all up the stream, and in it,
I've floated in the third part of a minute.
Fairy.
Thanks for your speed. This youth, of course, you know?
Aqua.
Corin, the younger son of King—
Fairy.
Just so.
He's fallen deep in love, as I intended,
With a young Princess, whom you once befriended.
Aqua.
Ah! I remember, in my arms I caught her
When I went to the Lakes for change of—water!
Fairy.
An angry planet threatens them to part—
Aid me to baffle it.
Aqua.
With all my heart!
If to pay me a visit you consent,
For here I feel out of my element.
Fairy.
Agreed!
Aqua.
We'll gently down the river fall
To my marine pavilion—Seaweed Hall.
Music—She waves her wand—Water Nymphs appear, and encircle Corin, who sinks, and the scene changes to Seaweed Hall, the marine abode of Aqua Marina.
Grand Ballet by Coralina and Sea Nymphs.
Tableau.
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