Alice.
This is a dream, a ter - ri - ble dream,
Ah! would that I could wake!
Hyacinthia.
This is no dream, un - hap - py child!
All hope you must for - sake!
Governess (to Hyacinthia).
Oh! save her from the grief in store!
Spare her, spare her, I im - plore!
Spare her, spare her, I im - plore!
Hyacinthia (to Alice)
1. Your Go - ver - ness was good and kind,
And pa - tient as could be;
But ah! how good and kind she was
You nev - er seemed to see.
You al - ways did your ve - ry best
To vex her in each way,
And e’en the slight - est wish of hers,
At once you’d dis - o - bey.
Such bit - ter pain as you have caus’d,
Now, A - lice, you shall know,
And com - ing ’neath my ma - gic power,
No mer - cy may I show.
Hyacinthia (to Alice)
2. Your dis - o - be - dience you will rue,
Your pun - ish - ment is great;
You’ll find it more than hard to bear,
So lis - ten to your fate.
From hence - forth it will be your task
To try to teach this elf,
Whom you will find as cru - el and
As wil - ful as your - self.
He’ll mock at you, and jeer at you,
And vain - ly you’ll com - plain,
And in this Dell as Go - ver - ness
For ev - er you’ll re - main.
{Alice. / Governess.}
Spare {me, / her,} I im - plore!
Oh, spare {me, / her,} I im - plore!
Hyacinthia.
No! in this Dell as Go - ver - ness,
{Hyacinthia. / Governess & Alice.}
{For ev - er you’ll re - main. / Oh, spare {her, / me,} I im - plore!}
Flib. (coming forward). Well, this has been a treat. I haven’t enjoyed myself so much for ever so long.
Alice (to Hyacinthia). Oh, spare me!