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Enchantment must have been at work！
ELSIE ＇aside to POINT＇
What have I done？ Oh； woe is me！
PHOEBE & DAME Indeed I can't imagine who！
I've no idea at all； have you？
ELSIE I am his wife； and he is free！
POINT Oh； woe is you？ Your anguish sink！
Oh； woe is me； I rather think！
Oh； woe is me； I rather think！
Yes； woe is me； I rather think！
Whate'er betide
You are his bride；
And I am left
Alone bereft！
Yes； woe is me； I rather think！
Yes； woe is me； I rather think！
Yes； woe is me； Yes； woe is me； Yes； woe is me；
Yes； woe is me； I rather think！
ENSEMBLE All frenzied with despair I/they rave；
The grave is cheated of its due。
Who is； who is the misbegotten knave
Who hath contrived this deed to do？
Let search； let search
Be made throughout the land；
Or his/my vindictive anger dread
A thousand marks； a thousand marks
he'll/I'll hand
Who brings him here； alive or dead；
Who brings him here； alive or dead！
A thousand marks； a thousand marks；
Alive； alive or dead
Alive； alive or dead
Who brings him here； alive； alive； or dead。
＇At the end； ELSIE faints in FAIRFAX's arms； all the YEOMEN
and CROWD rush off the stage in different directions； to
hunt for the fugitive； leaving only the HEADSMAN on the
stage； and ELSIE insensible in FAIRFAX's arms。
END OF ACT I
ACT II
＇SCENE。 The same Moonlight。＇
＇Two days have elapsed。＇
＇WOMEN and YEOMEN of the Guard discovered。
No。 13。 Night has spread her pall once more
（CHORUS AND SOLO）
People； Yeomen； and Dame Carruthers
CHORUS Night has spread her pall once more；
And the pris'ner still is free：
Open is his dungeon door；
Useless now his dungeon key。
He has shaken off his yoke
How； no mortal man can tell！
Shame on loutish jailor…folk
Shame on sleepy sentinel！
＇Enter DAME CARRUTHERS and KATE
DAME Warders are ye？
Whom do ye ward？
Warders are ye？
Whom do ye ward？
Bolt； bar； and key；
Shackle and cord；
Fetter and chain；
Dungeon and stone；
All are in vain
Prisoner's flown！
Spite of ye all； he is free he is free！
Whom do ye ward？ Pretty warders are ye！
WOMEN Pretty warders are ye！
Whom do ye ward？
Spite of ye all； he is free he is free！
Whom do ye ward？
Pretty warders are ye！
MEN Up and down； and in and out；
Here and there； and round about；
Ev'ry chamber； ev'ry house；
Ev'ry chink that holds a mouse；
Ev'ry crevice in the keep；
Where a beetle black could creep；
Ev'ry outlet； ev'ry drain；
Have we searched； but all in vain； all in vain。
WOMEN Warders are ye？
Whom do ye ward？
MEN Ev'ry house； ev'ry chink； ev'ry drain；
WOMEN Warders are ye？
Whom do ye ward？
MEN Ev'ry chamber； ev'ry outlet；
Have we searched； but all in vain。
WOMEN Night has spread her pall once more；
And the pris'ner still is free：
MEN Warders are we？ Whom do we ward？
Whom do we ward？
Warders are we？ Whom do we ward？
Whom do we ward？
WOMEN Open is his dungeon door；
Useless his dungeon key！
ALL Spite of us all； he is free； he is free！
MEN Pretty warders are we； he is free！
Spite of us all； he is free； he is free！
WOMEN Open is his dungeon door；
MEN Spite of us all； he is free； he is free！
Pretty warders are we； he is free！ He is free！
WOMEN He is free！ He is free！
Pretty warders are ye；
ALL He is free！ He is free！
Pretty warders are ye/we！
＇Exeunt all。
＇Enter JACK POINT； in low spirits； reading from a huge
volume
POINT ＇reads＇ 〃The Merrie Jestes of Hugh Ambrose； No。
7863。The Poor Wit and the Rich Councillor。 A certayne
poor wit； being an…hungered； did meet a well…fed
councillor。'Marry； fool；' quothe the councillor；
'whither away？' 'In truth；' said the poor wag； 'in
that I have eaten naught these two dayes； I do wither
away； and that right rapidly！' The Councillor laughed
hugely； and gave him a sausage。〃 Humph！ the councillor
was easier to please than my new master the
Lieutenant。 I would like to take post under that
councillor。 Ah！ 'tis but melancholy mumming when poor
heart…broken； jilted Jack Point must needs turn to
Hugh Ambrose for original light humour！
＇Enter WILFRED； also in low spirits。
WILFRED ＇sighing＇ Ah； Master Point！
POINT ＇changing his manner＇ Ha！ friend jailer！ Jailer that
wast jailer that never shalt be more！ Jailer that
jailed not； or that jailed； if jail he did； so
unjailery that 'twas but jerry…jailing； or jailing in
joke though no joke to him who； by unjailerlike
jailing； did so jeopardise his jailership。 Come； take
heart； smile； laugh； wink； twinkle； thou tormentor
that tormentest none thou racker that rackest not
thou pincher out of place come； take heart； and be
merry； as I am！ ＇aside； dolefully＇ as I am！
WILFRED Aye； it's well for thee to laugh。 Thou hast a good
post； and hast cause to be merry。
POINT ＇bitterly＇ Cause？ Have we not all cause？ Is not the
world a big butt of humour； into which all who will
may drive a gimlet？ See； I am a salaried wit； and is
there aught in nature more ridiculous？ A