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'Tis Twelve, I Think

The D'Oyly Carte Opera Company
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TRIO โ€“ ALEXIS, ALINE, and MR. WELLS. 'Tis twelve, I think, And at this mystic hour The magic drink Should manifest its power. Oh slumb'ring forms, Oh slumb'ring forms, How little have ye guessed How little have ye guess'd The fire that warms, The fire that warms Each apathetic breast! Each apathetic breast! ALEXIS. But stay! my father is not here! ALINE. And pray! where is my mother dear? MR. WELLS. I did not think it meet to see A dame of lengthy pedigree, A Baronet and K.C.B. A Doctor of Divinity, And that respectable Q.C., All fast asleep, al-fresco-ly, And so I had them carried home And put to bed respectably! And put to bed respectably! I trust my conduct meets your approbation! ALEXIS. Sir, you acted with discrimination, And showed more delicate appreciation Than we expect in persons of your station. ALEXIS, ALINE AND MR.W. Yes! it show'd more delicate appreciation Than we / they expect in persons of your / my station! MR. WELLS. But soft โ€“ they waken one by one, The spell has worked, the deed is done! I would suggest that we retire While Love, the Housemaid, lights her kitchen fire! ALEXIS, ALINE AND MR.W. While Love, the Housemaid, lights her kitchen fire!