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（Hey； but he's timid as a youth can be！）
ROSE。 I know a maid who loves a gallant youth；
（Hey； but she sickens as the days go by！）
She cannot tell him all the sad； sad truth
（Hey； but I think that little maid will die！）
ROB。 Poor little man！
ROSE。 Poor little maid！
ROB。 Poor little man！
ROSE。 Poor little maid！
BOTH。 Now tell me pray； and tell me true；
What in the world should the （young manmaiden） do？
ROB。 He cannot eat and he cannot sleep
（Hey； but his face is a sight for to see！）
Daily he goes for to wailfor to weep
（Hey； but he's wretched as a youth can be！）
ROSE。 She's very thin and she's very pale
（Hey； but she sickens as the days go by！）
Daily she goes for to weepfor to wail
（Hey； but I think that little maid will die！）
ROB。 Poor little maid！
ROSE。 Poor little man！
ROB。 Poor little maid！
ROSE。 Poor little man！
BOTH。 Now tell me pray； and tell me true；
What in the world should the （young manmaiden） do？
ROSE。 If I were the youth I should offer her my name
（Hey； but her face is a sight for to see！）
ROB。 If were the maid I should fan his honest flame
（Hey； but he's bashful as a youth can be！）
ROSE。 If I were the youth I should speak to her to…day
（Hey； but she sickens as the days go by！）
ROB。 If I were the maid I should meet the lad half way
（For I really do believe that timid youth will
die！）
ROSE。 Poor little man！
ROB。 Poor little maid！
ROSE。 Poor little man！
ROB。 Poor little maid！
BOTH。 I thank you； （misssir）； for your counsel true；
I'll tell that （youthmaid） what （heshe） ought to
do！
（Exit ROSE。）
ROB。 Poor child！ I sometimes think that if she wasn't
quite so particular I might venturebut no； noeven then I
should be unworthy of her！
（He sit desponding。 Enter Old Adam。）
ADAM。 My kind master is sad！ Dear Sir Ruthven Murgatroyd
ROB。 Hush！ As you love me； breathe not that hated name。
Twenty years ago； in horror at the prospect of inheriting that
hideous title； and with it the ban that compels all who succeed
to the baronetcy to commit at least one deadly crime per day； for
life； I fled my home； and concealed myself in this innocent
village under the name of Robin Oakapple。 My younger brother；
Despard； believing me to be dead； succeeded to the title and its
attendant curse。 For twenty years I have been dead and buried。
Don't dig me up now。
ADAM。 Dear master； it shall be as you wish； for have I not
sworn to obey you for ever in all things？ Yet； as we are here
alone； and as I belong to that particular description of good old
man to whom the truth is a refreshing novelty； let me call you by
your own right title once more！ （Robin assents。） Sir Ruthven
Murgatroyd！ Baronet！ Of Ruddigore！ Whew！ It's like eight
hours at the seaside！
ROB。 My poor old friend！ Would there were more like you！
ADAM。 Would there were indeed！ But I bring you good
tidings。 Your foster…brother； Richard； has returned from
seahis ship the Tom…Tit rides yonder at anchor； and he himself
is even now in this very village！
ROB。 My beloved foster…brother？ No； noit cannot be！
ADAM。 It is even soand see； he comes this way！
（Exeunt together。）
（Enter Chorus of Bridesmaids。）
CHORUS。
From the briny sea
Comes young Richard； all victorious！
Valorous is he
His achievements all are glorious！
Let the welkin ring
With the news we bring
Sing itshout it
Tell about it
Safe and sound returneth he；
All victorious from the sea！
（Enter Richard。 The girls welcome him as he greets old
acquaintances。）
BALLADRICHARD。
I shipped； d'ye see； in a Revenue sloop；
And； off Cape Finistere；
A merchantman we see；
A Frenchman； going free；
So we made for the bold Mounseer；
D'ye see？
We made for the bold Mounseer。
CHORUS。 So we made for the bold Mounseer；
D'ye see？
We made for the bold Mounseer。
But she proved to be a Frigateand she up with her
ports；
And fires with a thirty…two！
It come uncommon near；
But we answered with a cheer；
Which paralysed the Parley…voo；
D'ye see？
Which paralysed the Parley…voo！
CHORUS。 Which paralysed the Parley…voo；
D'ye see？
Which paralysed the Parley…voo！
Then our Captain he up and he says； says he；
〃That chap we need not fear；
We can take her； if we like；
She is sartin for to strike；
For she's only a darned Mounseer；
D'ye see？
She's only a darned Mounseer！〃
CHORUS。 For she's only a darned Mounseer；
D'ye see？
She's only a darned Mounseer！
〃But to fight a French fal…lalit's like hittin' of a
gal！
It's a lubberly thing for to do；
For we； with all our faults；
Why； we're sturdy British salts；
While she's only a Parley…voo；
D'ye see？
While she's only a poor Parley…voo！〃
CHORUS。 While she's only a Parley…voo；
D'ye see？
While she's only a poor Parley…voo！'
So we up with our helm； and we scuds before the breeze
As we gives a compassionating cheer；
Froggee answers with a shout
As he sees us go about；
Which was grateful of the poor Mounseer；
D'ye see？
Which was grateful of the poor Mounseer！
CHORUS。 Which was grateful of the poor Mounseer；
D'ye see？
Which was grateful of the poor Mounseer！
And I'll wager in their joy they kissed each othe