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STRIKE the concertina's melancholy string	A
Blow the spirit stirring harp like anything	A
Let the piano's martial blast	B
Rouse the Echoes of the Past	B
For of AGIB PRINCE OF TARTARY I sing	A
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Of AGIB who amid Tartaric scenes	C
Wrote a lot of ballet music in his teens	C
His gentle spirit rolls	D
In the melody of souls	D
Which is pretty but I don't know what it means	C
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Of AGIB who could readily at sight	E
Strum a march upon the loud Theodolite	E
He would diligently play	F
On the Zoetrope all day	F
And blow the gay Pantechnicon all night	E
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One winter I am shaky in my dates	G
Came two starving Tartar minstrels to his gates	G
Oh ALLAH be obeyed	E
How infernally they played	E
I remember that they called themselves the O aits	G
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Oh that day of sorrow misery and rage	H
I shall carry to the Catacombs of Age	H
Photographically lined	E
On the tablet of my mind	E
When a yesterday has faded from its page	H
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Alas PRINCE AGIB went and asked them in	I
Gave them beer and eggs and sweets and scent and tin	I
And when as snobs would say	G
They had put it all away	G
He requested them to tune up and begin	I
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Though its icy horror chill you to the core	J
I will tell you what I never told before	J
The consequences true	K
Of that awful interview	K
FOR I LISTENED AT THE KEYHOLE IN THE DOOR	J
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They played him a sonata let me see	G
MEDULLA OBLONGATA key of G	G
Then they began to sing	A
That extremely lovely thing	A
SCHERZANDO MA NON TROPPO PPP	L
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He gave them money more than they could count	E
Scent from a most ingenious little fount	E
More beer in little kegs	G
Many dozen hard boiled eggs	G
And goodies to a fabulous amount	E
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Now follows the dim horror of my tale	M
And I feel I'm growing gradually pale	M
For even at this day	E
Though its sting has passed away	E
When I venture to remember it I quail	M
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The elder of the brothers gave a squeal	N
All overish it made me for to feel	N
Oh PRINCE he says says he	G
IF A PRINCE INDEED YOU BE	G
I've a mystery I'm going to reveal	N
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Oh listen if you'd shun a horrid death	O
To what the gent who's speaking to you saith	O
No 'O aits' in truth are we	G
As you fancy that we be	G
For ter remble I am ALECK this is BETH	O
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Said AGIB Oh accursed of your kind	E
I have heard that ye are men of evil mind	E
BETH gave a dreadful shriek	P
But before he'd time to speak	P
I was mercilessly collared from behind	E
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In number ten or twelve or even more	J
They fastened me full length upon the floor	J
On my face extended flat	E
I was walloped with a cat	E
For listening at the keyhole of a door	J
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Oh the horror of that agonizing thrill	Q
I can feel the place in frosty weather still	Q
For a week from ten to four	J
I was fastened to the floor	J
While a mercenary wopped me with a will	Q
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They branded me and broke me on a wheel	N
And they left me in an hospital to heal	N
And upon my solemn word	E
I have never never heard	E
What those Tartars had determined to reveal	N
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But that day of sorrow misery and rage	H
I shall carry to the Catacombs of Age	H
Photographically lined	E
On the tablet of my mind	E
When a yesterday has faded from its page	H

William Schwenck Gilbert

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