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The Worsted Man all that is left of the Worsted Man. CHORUS (Same as Opening Chorus.) Seven lone lorn maidens we, Not a man to ease our woe. All the season we shall be Seven lone lorn maidens oh! IMPATIENCE Love feeds on hope, they say, but hope is dead. ALL Ah, miserie! IMPATIENCE Hope ne er can overcome flirtation dread. ALL Ah, miserie! IMPATIENCE Alas for us! We sit and sadly plan 84
