IOLANTHE 2019

For self-contained dignity, combined with airy condescension...

What was your love compared to mine?

Oh, give her back to us , great Queen...

With humbled breast And every hope laid low...

Welcome to our hearts again, Iolanthe!

A pleasant occupation for A rather susceptible Chancellor!

I tell her very plainly that the lady is my mother...

To say she is his mother is an utter bit of folly...

Your powers we dauntlessly pooh-pooh...

Your threatened hate we thus defy!

When all night long a chap remains on sentry-go...

The House of Peers, throughout the war, did nothing in particular and did it very well
(Both fairies and orchestra looking thoughtful!)

If that's the case, my dears...we'll go!

Look at that man - a perfect picture!

Please forgive me...

Bow thy head to destiny...

Then away we go to fairyland!