They sang “Ah, well-a-day!”
All. They sang “Ah, well-a-day!”
Recitative.
I know the value of a kindly chorus,
But choruses yield little consolation,
When we have pain and trouble too before us!
I love—and love, alas, above my station!
But. (aside). He loves—and loves a lass above his station!
All (aside). Yes, yes, the lass is much above his station!
Ballad.—Ralph.