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THE YEOMEN OF THE GUARD;

OR,

THE MERRYMAN AND HIS MAID.





ACT I.

SceneTower Green.

Phœbe discovered spinning.

SONG.—Phœbe. <poem> When maiden loves, she sits and sighs, She wanders to and fro; Unbidden tear-drops fill her eyes, And to all questions she replies, With a sad " heigho ! " 'Tis but a little word—" heigho ! " So soft, 'tis scarcely heard—" heigho ! ' An idle breath— Yet life and death May hang upon a maid's " heigho ! "

When maiden loves, she mopes apart, As owl mopes on a tree ; Although she keenly feels the smart, She cannot tell what ails her heart, With its sad " Ah me ! " 'Tis but a foolish sigh—" Ah me ! " Born but to droop and die — " Ah me ! " Yet all the sense Of eloquence Lies hidden in a maid's " Ah me ! ' (weeps).

Enter Wilfred.

Wil. Mistress Meryll !
Phœ. (looking up).Eh ! Oh ! it's you, is it ? You may go away, if you like. Because I don't want you, you know.
Wil. Haven't you anything to say to me ?