MusicalDrama OperettaRevivalBroadway
Opening Date
Mar 28, 1928
Closing Date
Apr 1928
Performances
36
MusicalDrama OperettaRevivalBroadway

ABOUT THIS PRODUCTION

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Theatres
48th Street Theatre
(Mar 28, 1928 - Apr 1928)

Description
An operetta in three acts

Setting
London, 1728.

  • People
    Produced by J.C. Duff; Produced in association with A. L. Jones and Morris Green
    Book by John Gay
    Macheath
    Betty Coaxer
    Suky Tawdry
    Mrs. Vixen
    Mrs. Peachum
    Mrs. Peachum
    Betty Doxy
    Diana Trapes
    Mrs. Slammekin
    Dolly Trull
    Polly Peachum
    Jenny Diver
    Lucy Lockit
    Molly Brazen
  • Songs
    music by John Gay; lyrics by John Gay
    Act 1
    Sung By
    Through all the Employments of Life
    Peachum
    'Tis Woman that seduces all Mankind
    Filch
    If any Wench Venus's Girdle wear
    Mrs. Peachum
    If Love the Virgin's Heart invade
    Mrs. Peachum
    A Maid is like the golden Oar
    Mrs. Peachum
    Virgins are like the fair Flower in its Lustre
    Polly Peachum
    Our Polly is a sad Slut! nor heeds what we have taught her
    Mrs. Peachum
    Can Love be controul'd by Advice?
    Polly Peachum
    O Polly, you might have toy'd and kist
    Mrs. Peachum and Polly Peachum
    I, like a Ship in Storms, was tost
    Polly Peachum
    A Fox may steal your Hens, Sir
    Peachum
    Oh, ponder well! Be not severe
    Polly Peachum
    The Turtle thus with plaintive crying
    Polly Peachum
    Pretty Polly, say
    Macheath and Polly Peachum
    My Heart was so free
    Macheath
    Were I laid on Greenland's Coast
    Macheath and Polly Peachum
    O what Pain it is to part!
    Polly Peachum and Macheath
    Act 2
    Sung By
    Fill ev'ry Glass, for Wine inspires us
    Matt of the Mint and Chorus
    Let us take the Road
    Matt of the Mint and Chorus
    If the Heart of a Man is deprest with Cares
    Macheath
    Youth's Season made for Joys
    Macheath and Ladies' Chorus
    Before the Barn-door crowing
    Jenny Diver
    At the Tree I shall suffer with pleasure
    Macheath
    Man may escape from Rope and Gun
    Macheath
    Thus when a good Huswife sees a Rat
    Lucy Lockit
    How cruel are the Traytors
    Lucy Lockit
    The first time at the Looking-glass
    Macheath
    When you censure the Age
    Lockit and Peachum
    Is then his Fate decreed, Sir?
    Lucy Lockit
    You'll think e'er many days ensue
    Lockit
    Thus when the Swallow, seeking Prey
    Polly Peachum
    How happy could I be with either
    Macheath
    I'm bubbled
    Polly Peachum and Lucy Lockit
    Cease your Funning
    Polly Peachum
    Why how now, Madam Flirt?
    Lucy Lockit and Polly Peachum
    No Power on Earth can e'er divide
    Polly Peachum
    Act 3
    Sung By
    Thus Gamesters United in Friendship are found
    Lockit
    The Modes of the Court so common are grown
    Macheath
    In the Days of my Youth I could bill like a Dove, fa, la, la, &c.
    Mrs. Trapes
    I'm like Skiff on the ocean tost
    Lucy Lockit
    A Curse attends that Woman's Love
    Polly Peachum and Lucy Lockit
    Come, sweet Lass
    Lucy Lockit
    Hither, dear Husband, turn your Eyes
    Polly Peachum and Lucy Lockit
    Which way shall I turn me?- How can I decide?
    Macheath
    The Charge is prepar'd; The Lawyers are met
    Macheath
    O cruel, cruel, cruel Case
    Macheath
    Of All the Friends in time of Grief
    Macheath
    But Valour the stronger grows
    But can I leave my pretty Hussies
    Their Eyes, their lips, their Busses
    Would I might be hang'd!
    Lucy Lockit, Polly Peachum, Macheath and Chorus
    Thus I stand like the Turk, with his Doxies around
    Macheath and Chorus
Produced by J.C. Duff; Produced in association with A. L. Jones and Morris Green
Book by John Gay
Macheath
Betty Coaxer
Suky Tawdry
Mrs. Vixen
Mrs. Peachum
Mrs. Peachum
Betty Doxy
Diana Trapes
Mrs. Slammekin
Dolly Trull
Polly Peachum
Jenny Diver
Lucy Lockit
Molly Brazen
music by John Gay; lyrics by John Gay
Act 1
Sung By
Through all the Employments of Life
Peachum
'Tis Woman that seduces all Mankind
Filch
If any Wench Venus's Girdle wear
Mrs. Peachum
If Love the Virgin's Heart invade
Mrs. Peachum
A Maid is like the golden Oar
Mrs. Peachum
Virgins are like the fair Flower in its Lustre
Polly Peachum
Our Polly is a sad Slut! nor heeds what we have taught her
Mrs. Peachum
Can Love be controul'd by Advice?
Polly Peachum
O Polly, you might have toy'd and kist
Mrs. Peachum and Polly Peachum
I, like a Ship in Storms, was tost
Polly Peachum
A Fox may steal your Hens, Sir
Peachum
Oh, ponder well! Be not severe
Polly Peachum
The Turtle thus with plaintive crying
Polly Peachum
Pretty Polly, say
Macheath and Polly Peachum
My Heart was so free
Macheath
Were I laid on Greenland's Coast
Macheath and Polly Peachum
O what Pain it is to part!
Polly Peachum and Macheath
Act 2
Sung By
Fill ev'ry Glass, for Wine inspires us
Matt of the Mint and Chorus
Let us take the Road
Matt of the Mint and Chorus
If the Heart of a Man is deprest with Cares
Macheath
Youth's Season made for Joys
Macheath and Ladies' Chorus
Before the Barn-door crowing
Jenny Diver
At the Tree I shall suffer with pleasure
Macheath
Man may escape from Rope and Gun
Macheath
Thus when a good Huswife sees a Rat
Lucy Lockit
How cruel are the Traytors
Lucy Lockit
The first time at the Looking-glass
Macheath
When you censure the Age
Lockit and Peachum
Is then his Fate decreed, Sir?
Lucy Lockit
You'll think e'er many days ensue
Lockit
Thus when the Swallow, seeking Prey
Polly Peachum
How happy could I be with either
Macheath
I'm bubbled
Polly Peachum and Lucy Lockit
Cease your Funning
Polly Peachum
Why how now, Madam Flirt?
Lucy Lockit and Polly Peachum
No Power on Earth can e'er divide
Polly Peachum
Act 3
Sung By
Thus Gamesters United in Friendship are found
Lockit
The Modes of the Court so common are grown
Macheath
In the Days of my Youth I could bill like a Dove, fa, la, la, &c.
Mrs. Trapes
I'm like Skiff on the ocean tost
Lucy Lockit
A Curse attends that Woman's Love
Polly Peachum and Lucy Lockit
Come, sweet Lass
Lucy Lockit
Hither, dear Husband, turn your Eyes
Polly Peachum and Lucy Lockit
Which way shall I turn me?- How can I decide?
Macheath
The Charge is prepar'd; The Lawyers are met
Macheath
O cruel, cruel, cruel Case
Macheath
Of All the Friends in time of Grief
Macheath
But Valour the stronger grows
But can I leave my pretty Hussies
Their Eyes, their lips, their Busses
Would I might be hang'd!
Lucy Lockit, Polly Peachum, Macheath and Chorus
Thus I stand like the Turk, with his Doxies around
Macheath and Chorus
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