"The words and the music of one hundred and two songs from eleven operettas."
Contents:
Pirates of Penzance. With catlike tread. When I, good friends, was call'd to the bar. With a sense of deep emotion. Oh, gentlemen, listen -- Sorcerer. Time was, when love and I. My name is John Wellington Wells. Now to the banquet we press -- H.M.S. Pinafore. We sail the ocean blue. I'm called little Buttercup. A maiden fair to see. I am the captain of the Pinafore. Sorry her lot. I am the monarch of the sea. When I was a lad. Refrain, audacious tar. Things are seldom what they seem. Never mind the why and wherefore. Kind Captain, I've important information. Carefully on tiptoe stealing. He is an Englishman. Farewell, my own -- Pirates of Penzance. When Frederic was a little lad. Oh better far to live and die. Climbing over Rocky Mountain. Oh, is there not one maiden breast. Poor wandering one. Model of a modern Major-General. When the foeman bares his steel. Ah, leave me not to pine. A policeman's lot is not a happy one. With catlike tread. Princess Ida. Would you know the kind of maid. I cannot tell what this love my be. If you want a receipt. When I first put this uniform on. If you're anxious for to shine. Prithee, pretty maiden. Silvered is the raven hair. Magnet and the churn. Love is a plaintive song. When I go out of door -- Iolanthe. We are dainty little fairies. Good morrow, good lover. None shall part us. Loudly let the trumpet bray. The law is the true embodiment. Of all the young ladies I know. Spurn not the nobly born. When I went to the bar. Young Strephon is the kind of lout. When all night long. When Britain really ruled the waves. Oh, foolish fay. When you're lying awake. Faint heart never won fair lady. If we're weak enough to tarry -- Princess Ida. Ida was a twelvemonth old. If you give me your attention. Expressive glances. Would you know the kind of maid. Ruddigore. There grew a little flower. Wand'ring minstrel. Behold the lord high executioner. I've got a little list. Three little maids from school. Were you not to ko-ko plighted. For he's going to marry Yum-yum. Braid the raven hair. The moon and I. Brightly dawns our wedding day. Here's a how-de-do. From every kind of man. My object all sublime. Criminal cried. Flowers that bloom in the spring. Tit-willow -- Ruddigore. If somebody there chanced to be. I know a youth. My boy, you make take it from me. When the night wind howls. There grew a little flower. Gondoliers. I am a courtier grave and serious. When our gallant Norman foes. Is love a boon? I have a song to sing, O! Were I they bride. Oh, a private buffoon. Strange adventure. Man who would woo a fair maid. When a wooer goes a-wooing -- Gondoliers. Roses white and roses red. We're called gondolieri. In Enterprise of martial kind. There was a time. I stole the prince. When a merry maiden marries. O my darling, O my pet. Rising early in the morning. Take a pair of sparkling eyes. Dance a cachucha. There lived a king. I am a courtier grave and serious. Trial by jury -- The sorcerer -- H.M.S. Pinafore -- The pirates of Penzance -- Patience -- Iolanthe -- Princess Ida -- The mikado -- Ruddigore -- The yeomen of the guard -- The gondoliers.
LCCN:
41023380
Locations:
JLPF081 -- Ericson Public Library (Boone)
AHPD597 -- Chariton Public Library (Chariton)
ULAX314 -- Loras College Library (Dubuque)
MXPG943 -- Fort Dodge Public Library (Fort Dodge)
CAPH522 -- Iowa City Public Library (Iowa City)
GLAX641 -- Marshalltown Community College Library (Marshalltown)
RXPC135 -- Rockwell City Public Library (Rockwell City)
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