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Your powers we dauntlessly pooh-pooh:
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Although our threats you now pooh-pooh,
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{| class=valign width=100% style="width:100%;"
|- |width=40%|Peers.
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Our lordly style
You shall not quench
With base canaille!
|- |width=40%|Fairies.
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(That word is French.)
|- |width=40%|Peers.
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Distinction ebbs
Before a herd
Of vulgar plebs!
|- |width=40%|Fairies.
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(A Latin word.)
|- |width=40%|Peers.
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'Twould fill with joy,
And madness stark
The ὁι πολλοι!
|- |width=40%|Fairies.
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(A Greek remark.)
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Peers. You needn't wait,
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Fairies. We will not wait,
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Fairies. | Your lordly style |
Peers. | (That word is French!) |
Fairies. | Distinction ebbs |
Peers. | (A Latin word). |
Fairies. | 'Twill fill with joy |
Peers. | (A Greek remark). |
Peers. You needn't wait,
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Fairies. We will not wait,
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Fairies threaten Peers with their wands. Peers kneel as begging for mercy. Phyllis implores Strephon to relent. He casts her from him, and she falls fainting into the arms of Lord Mountararat and Lord Tolloller.
End of Act. I.