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Your powers we dauntlessly pooh-pooh:
A dire revenge will fall on you
If you besiege
Our high prestige
(The word "prestige" is French).

Although our threats you now pooh-pooh,
A dire revenge will fall on you,
Should he besiege
Your high prestige
(The word "prestige" is French.)

Peers.

Our lordly style
You shall not quench
With base canaille!

Fairies.

(That word is French.)

Peers.

Distinction ebbs
Before a herd
Of vulgar plebs!

Fairies.

(A Latin word.)

Peers.

'Twould fill with joy,
And madness stark
The ὁι πολλοι!

Fairies.

(A Greek remark.)

Peers.

You needn't wait,
Away you fly!
Your threatened hate
We thus defy!

Fairies.

We will not wait,
We go sky-high!
Our threatened hate
You won't defy!

Fairies.

Your lordly style
We'll quickly quench
With base canaille

Peers.

(That word is French!)

Fairies.

Distinction ebbs
Before a herd
Of vulgar plebs!

Peers.

(A Latin word).

Fairies.

'Twill fill with joy
And madness stark
The ὁι πολλοι!

Peers.

(A Greek remark).

Peers.

You needn't wait,
Away you fly—
Your threatened hate
We won't defy!

Fairies.

We will not wait,
We go, sky high,
Our threatened hate
You won't defy!

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.