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The Dragon of Wantley

A Burlesque Opera
  
  
  

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ACT III.
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ACT III.

SCENE I.

A rural Prospect near the Dragon's Den.
Enter Moore in Armour, and Margery.
Moore.
One Buss, dear Margery, and then away.

Marg.
I cannot go, my Love!

Moore.
You must not stay.
Get up, sweet Wench, get up in yonder Tree,
And there securely you may hear and see.
[Margery gets up into the Tree.
Come, Mr. Dragon, or by Jove I'll fetch you;
I'll trim your Rascals Jacket, if I catch you.

AIR.
Moore.
Dragon! Dragon! thus I dare thee:
Soon to Atoms thus I'll tear thee;
Thus thy Insolence subdue.
But regarding where my Dear is,
Then, alas! I feel what Fear is,
Sweetest Margery for you.
Dragon! &c.


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Dragon roars.
Moore.
It is not Strength that always wins;
Good Wit does Strength excel.
Confound the Rascal, how he grins,—
I'll creep into this Well.

[Gets into the Well.
[Enter Dragon, and goes to the Well, as to drink.
Dragon.
What nasty Dog has got into the Well,
Disturbs my Drink, and makes the Water smell.

[Moore within, cries Boh!
AIR.
Dragon.
Oho, Mr. Moore,
You Son of a Whore,
I wish I'd known your Tricks before.

[Moore gets out of the Well, and encounters the Dragon.
Drag.
Oh! oh! oh!
The Devil take your Toe.

[Dies.

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CHORUS.
HUZZA!

To him Margery.
Marg.
Oh, my Conqu'ror! how d'ye do?

Moore.
Oh, my Charmer! how are you?

Marg.
Very well, thank you;

Moore.
I'm so too.
Your Eyes were livid, and your Cheeks were pale;
But now you look as brisk as bottled Ale.
Give me a Buss.

Marg.
Ah, twenty if you please.

Moore.
With all my heart, and twenty after these.


DUETT.
My sweet Honey suckle, my Joy and Delight,
I'll kiss thee all Day, and I'll hug thee all Night.
My Dearest is made of such excellent Stuff,
I think I shall never have Kissing enough.

Moore.
Now nimbly dance, ye Nymphs and Swains be gay,
The Dragon's dead, and you may safely play.


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A DANCE.
Gub.
Most mighty Moore, what Wonders hast thou done,
Destroy'd the Dragon, and my Margery won,
The Loves of this brave Knight, and my fair Daughter,
In Roratorios shall be sung hereafter.
Begin your Songs of Joy; begin, begin,
And rend the Welkin with harmonious Din.

CHORUS.
Sing, sing, and rorio,
An Oratorio
To gallant Morio,
Of Moore-Hall.
To Margereenia
Of Roth'ram-Greenia,
Beauty's bright Queenia,
Bellow and bawl.

Chorus of HUZZA! repeated.
FINIS.