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The Duke And The Duchess

    By William Schwenck Gilbert



    [THE DUKE.]
    Small titles and orders
    For Mayors and Recorders
    I get - and they're highly delighted.
    M.P.s baronetted,
    Sham Colonels gazetted,
    And second-rate Aldermen knighted.
    Foundation-stone laying
    I find very paying,
    It adds a large sum to my makings.
    At charity dinners
    The best of speech-spinners,
    I get ten per cent on the takings!

    [THE DUCHESS.]
    I present any lady
    Whose conduct is shady
    Or smacking of doubtful propriety;
    When Virtue would quash her
    I take and whitewash her
    And launch her in first-rate society.
    I recommend acres
    Of clumsy dressmakers -
    Their fit and their finishing touches;
    A sum in addition
    They pay for permission
    To say that they make for the Duchess!

    [THE DUKE.]
    Those pressing prevailers,
    The ready-made tailors,
    Quote me as their great double-barrel;
    I allow them to do so,
    Though ROBINSON CRUSOE
    Would jib at their wearing apparel!
    I sit, by selection,
    Upon the direction
    Of several Companies bubble;
    As soon as they're floated
    I'm freely bank-noted -
    I'm pretty well paid for my trouble!

    [THE DUCHESS.]
    At middle-class party
    I play at ECARTE -
    And I'm by no means a beginner;
    To one of my station
    The remuneration -
    Five guineas a night and my dinner.
    I write letters blatant
    On medicines patent -
    And use any other you mustn't;
    And vow my complexion
    Derives its perfection
    From somebody's soap - which it doesn't.

    [THE DUKE.]
    We're ready as witness
    To any one's fitness
    To fill any place or preferment;
    We're often in waiting
    At junket FETING,
    And sometimes attend an interment.
    In short, if you'd kindle
    The spark of a swindle,
    Lure simpletons into your clutches,
    Or hoodwink a debtor,
    You cannot do better
    Than trot out a Duke or a Duchess!



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