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Duet.—Strephon and Phyllis.

Streph.

If we're weak enough to tarry
Ere we marry,
You and I,
Of the feeling I inspire
You may tire
By and bye.
For Peers with flowing coffers
Press their offers—
That is why
I think we will not tarry
Ere we marry,
You and I!

Phyl.

If we're weak enough to tarry
Ere we marry,
You and I,
With some more attractive maiden,
Jewel-laden,
You may fly.
If by chance we should be parted,
Broken hearted
I should die—
So I think we will not tarry
Ere we marry,
You and I!

Phyl. But does your mother know you're— I mean, is she aware of an engagement?

Enter Iolanthe.

Iol. She is—and thus she welcomes her daughter-in-law! (kisses her).
Phyl. She kisses just like other people! But the Lord Chancellor!
Streph. I forgot him! Mother, none can resist your fairy eloquence: you will go to him, and plead for us?
Iol. (Much agitated.) No, no, impossible!
Streph. But our happiness—our very lives, depend on our obtaining his consent!
Phyl. Oh, madam, you cannot refuse to do this!