SOLOS AND CHORUS: Oh, is there not one maiden breast
FREDERIC: Oh, -is there not one maiden breast 
Which does not feel the moral beauty 
Of making worldly interest 
Subordinate to sense of duty? 
Who would not give up willingly 
All matrimonial ambition, 
To rescue such an one as I 
From his unfortunate position? 
From his position, 
To rescue such an one as I 
From his unfortunate position?
GIRLS: Alas! there's not one maiden breast 
Which seems to feel the moral beauty 
Of making worldly interest 
Subordinate to sense of duty!
FREDERIC: Oh, is there not one maiden here 
Whose homely face and bad complexion 
Have caused all hope to disappear 
Of ever winning man's affection? 
To such an one, if such there be, 
I swear by Heaven's arch above you, 
If you will cast your eyes on me, 
However plain you be, I'll love you, 
However plain you be, 
If you will cast your eyes on me, 
However plain you be I'll love you, 
I'll love you, I'll love, I'll love you!
GIRLS: Alas! there's not one maiden here 
Whose homely face and bad complexion 
Have caused all hope to disappear 
Of ever winning man's affection!
FREDERIC: (in despair) Not one?
GIRLS: No, no-- not one!
FREDERIC: Not one?
GIRLS: No, no!
MABEL: (enters through arch) Yes, one!
MABEL: Yes, one!
GIRLS: 'Tis Mabel!
MABEL: Yes, 'tis Mabel!