On a South Pacific isle.
(Aside.)A lie! No maiden waits me there!
Lady S. (mournfully). She has bright brown hair;
Mr. W. (aside). A lie! No maiden smiles on me!
Lady S. (mournfully). By the sounding sea!
Ensemble.
| Lady Sangazure. | Mr. Wells. |
| Oh, agony, rage, despair! | Oh, agony, rage, despair! |
| The maiden has bright brown hair, | Oh, where will this end—oh, where? |
| And mine is as white as snow! | I should like very much to know! |
| False man, it will be your fault | It will certainly be my fault |
| If I go to my family vault, | If she goes to her family vault, |
| And bury my life-long woe! | To bury her life-long woe! |
Both.The family vault—the family vault.
{your}
It will certainly be {my} fault,