A description of the action on stage
DUETT—QUASHEE AND WIFE.
He.
Quashee he load his gun—
Me go kill Jack, dear—
Hill will no cover sun
When Quashee come back, dear.
She.
War be no certain,
And gun be no true—
Quashee should Jack kill,
My heart break for you.
Sweet music tink a tank,
Stay here delighting,
No go to battle—
Big Death come in fighting.
He.
Me laugh at Obi charm—
Quashee strong hearted.
She.
Ah, me fear many harm,
When you and me parted.
No go, sweet Quashee, me pray—
He.
Yes—go, but long me no stay—
She.
Me drop so when you far away,
Sweet music tink, &c.
Exeunt, R.H.