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Claire Rutter
Claire Rutter
Soprano
Ashley Catling
Ashley Catling
Tenor
The London Chorus
The London Chorus
Choir
Ronald Corp
Ronald Corp
Conductor
Richard Suart
Richard Suart
Baritone
New London Orchestra
New London Orchestra
Orchestra
Justin Bindley
Justin Bindley
Tenor
Geoffrey Moses
Geoffrey Moses
Bass
Frances McCafferty
Frances McCafferty
Alto
Donald Maxwell
Donald Maxwell
Baritone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sir Francis Cowley Burnand
Sir Francis Cowley Burnand
Lyrics
Sir Arthur Sullivan
Sir Arthur Sullivan
Composer

Lyrics

Rita: Have pity, sir! To you I fly for aid.
Mr Grigg: I cannot help you, miss, I am afraid.
Rita: Mercy! Mercy! Help will soon be here.
Ladrones: What does she say?
Mr Grigg: An Englishman, my dear, must for a female in distress be bold.
These pistols. Now, come on!
All: Down with them!
Vasquez: Hold!
Officer: Resistance is no use.
Mr Grigg: You’ve no excuse, you hear, resistance isn’t any use!
José and Sancho: Desert your captain?
All: Never!
José and Sancho: Then make one strong endeavour. Present!
Officer: I hold in my hand
A pardon for all in this robber band!
Mr Grigg: Your pardon is signed, now isn’t it kind?
Enough to send a man out of his mind.
The pardon’s for all, says the officer prim,
Officer: Except for the Captain, we don’t pardon him;
Seize him! Quick, seize him!
Mr Grigg: Absurd! I’m not the Captain!
Inez, José and Sancho: He’s Captain!
Officer: Then let him be shot!
Mr Grigg: You won’t desert your Captain when he speaks
In such imploring tones? (A lot of sneaks.)
Officer: Ah! Wretched man, don’t aggravate your crimes.
Mr Grigg: Sir, I shall send a letter to the Times.
Vasquez: Stop, Sergeant, stop:
This gentleman’s known to me.
I’ll speak for him; he’s no Ladrone.
Mr Grigg: Thanks, noble Captain of the Spanish guard!
If you come to London, there’s my card.
Ladrones, farewell! Goodbye, you ugly fellow!
Now take me back again to Compostello.
Vasquez: Join the soldiers!
Ladrones: There’s my fist; We’ll enlist! We’ll all enlist!
Rita: I’m free! I’m free! Now sorrow and care,
Rejoicing, I banish, I’m free as the air!
Vasquez: You’re mine! You’re mine! You cannot be free!
For the fetters of Hymen I’ll rivet on thee!
All: We’ll dance and sing with pleasure and pride!
We’ll dance and we’ll sing, let the merry bells ring.
We’ll dance and we’ll sing with pleasure and pride,
And here’s to the Captain, and here’s to his bride.
Written by: Sir Arthur Sullivan, Sir Francis Cowley Burnand

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