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THE RAPE OF THE BELL.

AN OPERETTA.

When the Seniors are not coming home from parties,

home from parties,

All the night until the rising of the sun,

of the sun,

I assure you then that unconcerned my heart is,

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-cerned my heart is,

And my life is not a very wretched one,

wretched one!

TELL. Well sung. Why don't you try the stage?

WATCHMAN.

Hush, lad!

This way you said you saw the villains go?

TELL. I did, my lord.

TONY (above). Hark! I heard a voice.

Let us away ere yet we are surprised.

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