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Sergeant. There is nothing brings it round—

All. Tarantara ! tarantara !

Sergeant. Like the trumpet's martial sound —

All. Tarantara !

Sergeant. Tarautara-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra ! etc.

All. Tarantara-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra !

Mabel (from L., addressing Sergeant).

Go, ye heroes, go to glory !

Though you die in combat gory,

Ye shall live in song and story —

Go to immortality !

Go to death and go to slaughter ;

Die, and every Cornish daughter

With her tears your graves shall water-

Go, ye heroes, go and die !

All. Go, ye heroes, go and die !

Sergeant. Though to us it's evident —

All. Tarantara ! tarantara !

Sergeant These attentions are well meant —

All. Tarantara !

Sergeant. Such expressions don't appear —

All. Tarantara ! tarantara !

Sergeant. Calculated men to cheer —

All. Tarantara !

Sergeant. Who are going to meet their fate —

All. Tarantara! tarantara!

Sergeant. In a highly nervous state —

All. Tarantara !

Sergeant. Still, to us it's evident —

All. Tarantara ! tarantara !

Sergeant. These attentions are well meant —

All. Tarantara !

All. Yes, to them it's evident etc. etc.

Edith (from R., addressing Sergeant).

Go, and do your best endeavor.

And before all links we sever

We will say farewell for ever —

Go to glory and the grave!

For your foes are fierce and ruthless,

False, unmerciful, and truthless;

Young and tender, old and toothless,

All in vain their mercy crave.

All. Yes, your foes are fierce and ruthless, etc