Cherry & Fair Star : Or The Singing Apple, The Talking Bird, And The Dancing Waters A Grand Comic Christmas Annual |
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SCENE IV.
—THE VALLEY OF THE GRANITE ROCKS.Enter Captain Kyd, dressed as an Attendant on Cherry.
Kgd.
Come on, Prince Cherry! I've got far a head;
I wish we'd gone some other road instead.
This is a dreary spot—looks dark and glum, too,
A sort of valley—just what Kyd has come to.
Lie there, his carpet-bag, till he o'ertakes me;—
I won't go any further till he makes me.
SONG, Kyd.—Air, ‘Uncle Sam,’ or ‘Aunt Sally.’
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[Music published by the Music-Publishing Company, 19 Peter's Hill, St. Paul's, in No. 1223, of the Musical Treasury, price 3d.]
No joke—I a flunkey am,
Though once I was a buccy—
Neer. From that escaped I am,
And don't you think I'm lucky?
But when we change our mortal state,
It ain't all for the best, I vow;
As buccaneer I wages war,
I war with wages now.
With a white face, aha!
Oh dear, in a funk I am;
For here I've come some miles to-night,
'Cause I a flunkey am.
Though once I was a buccy—
Neer. From that escaped I am,
And don't you think I'm lucky?
But when we change our mortal state,
It ain't all for the best, I vow;
As buccaneer I wages war,
I war with wages now.
With a white face, aha!
Oh dear, in a funk I am;
For here I've come some miles to-night,
'Cause I a flunkey am.
Right folks, true I a flunkey am,
Became so from this morning;
But if such treatment I receive,
I'll give my master warning,
Nor longer drag his carpet-bag,
Since he so bad behaves;
But I'll be off to England,
Which always helps the slaves.
I'm right, folks, huzza!
My master he'll stand Sam;
He knows I've come some miles to-night,
And a poor flunkey am.
Became so from this morning;
But if such treatment I receive,
I'll give my master warning,
Nor longer drag his carpet-bag,
Since he so bad behaves;
But I'll be off to England,
Which always helps the slaves.
I'm right, folks, huzza!
My master he'll stand Sam;
He knows I've come some miles to-night,
And a poor flunkey am.
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Heigh ho! much hoeing don't the route make clearer.
Enter Cherry.
Cherry.
Some fifteen leagues already, ah! 'tis well.
Kyd.
There's not a finger-post the road to tell.
Cherry.
Straight on we go!
Kyd.
Politeness, then, is due;
I know my proper place, sir—after you.
Cherry.
What! you a pirate and this danger dodging?
Kyd.
Ah! then 'twas boarding—now I dread the lodging.
Oh! look! what's that?—
Appearance of the Canary Bird.
Cherry.
A poor weak bird, that's all,
Exhausted, famished, and about to fall.
This broken biscuit may its life sustain.
It eats—revives—Dickey's himself again.
[Canary Bird disappears—Fairy takes its place.
Oh! wondrous change, most marvellous Canary!
Can e'er a form like that one be a fairy?
Kyd.
I thought that bird was going to moult, ere long,
Our bird's now changed the burden of its song.
Fairy.
I am a fairy, and reward the kind;
That which you seek I'll tell you where to find.
First, to the Forest of Enchantment go—
My fairy guides the nearest way shall show.
[Appearance of the Fairy Guides, who lead off Cherry and Kyd to
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