Omnes. Ha, ha, ha!
Rory. Doh, Rip, doh is ’n glaws, un ich insures os ’s aw ’s recht shtuft is.
[ Gives him a glass.
Rip. Awer now mind—dar droonk doh tzailt now net, un doh gaits tzum deifel und de fomelia tzu ’m deifel un aw g’sundheit un longs lava for eich all! Immer un eawich, awer wass sawgt now my olty wann ich hame coom?
Vedd. & Rory. Ha, ha, ha! Coom now, sing amohl anes.
Rip. Well, doh gaits don—a warning tzu leit os noch leddich sin.
SONG.—
Rip.
List, my friends, to caution’s voice,
Ere de marriage knot you tie;
It is the devil, mit shkrews to shplice,
Dat nobody can deny, deny,