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Sergeant. There is nothing brings it round—
All. Tarantara ! tarantara !
Sergeant. Like the trumpet's martial sound —
All. Tarantara !
Sergeant. Tarautara-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra ! etc.
All. Tarantara-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra !
Mabel (from L., addressing Sergeant).
Go, ye heroes, go to glory !
Though you die in combat gory,
Ye shall live in song and story —
Go to immortality !
Go to death and go to slaughter ;
Die, and every Cornish daughter
With her tears your graves shall water-
Go, ye heroes, go and die !
All. Go, ye heroes, go and die !
Sergeant. Though to us it's evident —
All. Tarantara ! tarantara !
Sergeant These attentions are well meant —
All. Tarantara !
Sergeant. Such expressions don't appear —
All. Tarantara ! tarantara !
Sergeant. Calculated men to cheer —
All. Tarantara !
Sergeant. Who are going to meet their fate —
All. Tarantara! tarantara!
Sergeant. In a highly nervous state —
All. Tarantara !
Sergeant. Still, to us it's evident —
All. Tarantara ! tarantara !
Sergeant. These attentions are well meant —
All. Tarantara !
All. Yes, to them it's evident etc. etc.
Edith (from R., addressing Sergeant).
Go, and do your best endeavor.
And before all links we sever
We will say farewell for ever —
Go to glory and the grave!
For your foes are fierce and ruthless,
False, unmerciful, and truthless;
Young and tender, old and toothless,
All in vain their mercy crave.
All. Yes, your foes are fierce and ruthless, etc