Ah, Miss

[ANTHONY]
I have sailed the world
Beheld its wonders
From the pearls of Spain
To the rubies of Tibet
But not even in London
Have I seen such a wonder

Lady, look at me, look at me, miss, oh
Look at me, please, oh
Favor me, favor me with your glance
Ah, miss
What do you, what do you see off
There in those trees, oh
Won't you give, won't you give me a chance?

Who would sail to Spain
For all its wonders
When in Kearney's Lane
Lies the greatest wonder yet?

Ah, miss
Look at you, look at you pale and
Ivory-skinned, oh
Look at you looking so sad, so queer
Promise
Not to retreat to the darkness
Back of your window
Not till you, not till you look down here
Look at

[ANTHONY, JOHANNA]
Me! Green finch and linnet bird
Look at Nightingale, blackbird
Me! Teach me how to sing
If I cannot fly...
Look at me... Let me sing...

[BEGGAR WOMAN]
Alms!... Alms!...
For a miserable woman
Beg your pardon, it's you sir...
Thank yer... thank yer kindly...

[ANTHONY, spoken]
One moment, mother. Perhaps you know who's house this is?

[BEGGAR WOMAN, spoken]
That? Oh, that's the great Judge Turpin's house, that is

[ANTHONY, spoken]
And the young lady who resides there?

[BEGGAR WOMAN, spoken]
Oh, her? Well, that's J-Johanna, his pretty little ward
Oh, but don't you go trespassing there, young man. Not if you value your hide
Tamper there and it's a good whipping for you—or any other youth with mischief on his mind.
(sung)
Hey! Hoy! Sailor boy!
Want it snugly harbored?
Open me gate but dock it straight
I see it lists to starboard

[ANTHONY, spoken]
Off with you! Be off!