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EARL JOYCE he was a kind old party	A
Whom nothing ever could put out	B
Though eighty two he still was hearty	A
Excepting as regarded gout	B
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He had one unexampled daughter	C
The LADY MINNIE HAHA JOYCE	D
Fair MINNIE HAHA Laughing Water	C
So called from her melodious voice	D
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By Nature planned for lover capture	C
Her beauty every heart assailed	E
The good old nobleman with rapture	C
Observed how widely she prevailed	E
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Aloof from all the lordly flockings	D
Of titled swells who worshipped her	C
There stood in pumps and cotton stockings	D
One humble lover OLIVER	C
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He was no peer by Fortune petted	F
His name recalled no bygone age	G
He was no lordling coronetted	F
Alas he was a simple page	G
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With vain appeals he never bored her	C
But stood in silent sorrow by	H
He knew how fondly he adored her	C
And knew alas how hopelessly	A
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Well grounded by a village tutor	C
In languages alive and past	F
He'd say unto himself Knee suitor	C
Oh do not go beyond your last	F
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But though his name could boast no handle	I
He could not every hope resign	J
As moths will hover round a candle	I
So hovered he about her shrine	J
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The brilliant candle dazed the moth well	K
One day she sang to her Papa	L
The air that MARIE sings with BOTHWELL	K
In NEIDERMEYER'S opera	L
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Therein a stable boy it's stated	F
Devoutly loved a noble dame	M
Who ardently reciprocated	F
His rather injudicious flame	M
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And then before the piano closing	N
He listened coyly at the door	O
She sang a song of her composing	N
I give one verse from half a score	O
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BALLAD	F
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Why pretty page art ever sighing	N
Is sorrow in thy heartlet lying	N
Come set a ringing	N
Thy laugh entrancing	N
And ever singing	N
And ever dancing	N
Ever singing Tra la la	P
Ever dancing Tra la la	P
Ever singing ever dancing	N
Ever singing Tra la la	P
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He skipped for joy like little muttons	D
He danced like Esmeralda's kid	F
She did not mean a boy in buttons	D
Although he fancied that she did	F
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Poor lad convinced he thus would win her	C
He wore out many pairs of soles	D
He danced when taking down the dinner	C
He danced when bringing up the coals	D
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He danced and sang however laden	Q
With his incessant Tra la la	P
Which much surprised the noble maiden	Q
And puzzled even her Papa	L
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He nourished now his flame and fanned it	F
He even danced at work below	R
The upper servants wouldn't stand it	F
And BOWLES the butler told him so	R
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At length on impulse acting blindly	A
His love he laid completely bare	S
The gentle Earl received him kindly	A
And told the lad to take a chair	S
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Oh sir the suitor uttered sadly	A
Don't give your indignation vent	F
I fear you think I'm acting madly	A
Perhaps you think me insolent	F
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The kindly Earl repelled the notion	Q
His noble bosom heaved a sigh	H
His fingers trembled with emotion	Q
A tear stood in his mild blue eye	H
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For oh the scene recalled too plainly	A
The half forgotten time when he	A
A boy of nine had worshipped vainly	A
A governess of forty three	A
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My boy he said in tone consoling	N
Give up this idle fancy do	F
The song you heard my daughter trolling	N
Did not indeed refer to you	F
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I feel for you poor boy acutely	A
I would not wish to give you pain	T
Your pangs I estimate minutely	A
I too have loved and loved in vain	T
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But still your humble rank and station	Q
For MINNIE surely are not meet	F
He said much more in conversation	Q
Which it were needless to repeat	F
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Now I'm prepared to bet a guinea	A
Were this a mere dramatic case	D
The page would have eloped with MINNIE	A
But no he only left his place	D
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The simple Truth is my detective	U
With me Sensation can't abide	F
The Likely beats the mere Effective	U
And Nature is my only guide	F

William Schwenck Gilbert

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