46 ORPHEUS AND EURYDICE.

SONG (Puivto).

(Atr.—It’s no use knockin’ at de door.)

You have just come from town, and it’s very plain to me,
You’re wholly unacquainted with the sort of thing you’ll see.
You may read, above our gate, inscribed in letters clear,
“ Of getting out, all hope abandon, ye who enter here.”

And it’s no use knocking at the door any more,

It’s no use knocking at the door.

CHORUS,
And it’s no use knockin’, &c.

 

Eur. We'll see.
PLU. Oh yes, we’ll see—but, as you ’re come,
I think you’d better make yourself at home.
So, ere your spouse our bell and knocker wrings off,
. Step up with Mrs. P., and take your things off.