[STUYVESANT, spoken]
And now, gather round me. We are entering upon a new era, a future of universal happiness and abundance!

(sung)
One touch of alchemy
Transmutes our age to gold
Would you be rich and free?
Then do as you are told

[ENSEMBLE]
This modern alchemy
Transmutes our age to gold
The man who would be free
Must do as he is told

[STUYVESANT]
No man shall want for food
Nor ditto any wife
All hail the bright, the good
The regimented life!

[ENSEMBLE]
No man shall want for food
Nor ditto any wife
All hail the bright, the good
The [?]
[STUYVESANT]
The honeymoon of time
I augur and proclaim
The apеx of our climb
For burgher and for dame

[ENSEMBLE]
The honеymoon of time
He augurs and proclaims
The apex of our climb
For burghers and for dames

[STUYVESANT]
All hail the political honeymoon
Sing the news to hoi polloi
Of each individual man his boon
In an age of strength through joy!

[ENSEMBLE]
And hail the political honeymoon
Sing the news to hoi polloi
Of each individual man his boon
In an age of strength through joy!

[TIENHOVEN, spoken]
I have an announcement to make. Corlear, blow the trumpet! Blow the trumpet!
[Trumpet fanfare.]

I have been in conversation with my old friend Peter Stuyvesant, the new Governor. And we have arranged that my daughter Tina shall marry him and be the Governor's wife!

[TINA, spoken]
But Father, I want to marry Brom. 

[TIENHOVEN, spoken]
It is all fixed up. 

[TINA, spoken]
But he's an old man. 

[TIENHOVEN, spoken]
He is a great soldier and he is Governor. 

[TINA, spoken]
But he has a wooden leg. 

[TIENHOVEN, spoken]
He has a silver leg. Solid silver. 

[TINA, spoken]
I don't care if it's gold! 

[TIENHOVEN, spoken]
You will learn to like it. Girls get over these little things. 
[TINA, spoken]
I simply won't marry him, that's flat, and I won't leave Brom!

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Uh, Tienhoven, perhaps I should have a few words with the maiden Tina alone. 

[TIENHOVEN, spoken]
Very sensible. 

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Burghers, dames?

[ENSEMBLE, spoken]
Ja, ja. 

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
This celebration will be crowned by a feast from the ship's stores. I have brought with me a considerable supply of Holland's gin and Dutch Madeira and you will find these comestibles waiting you on the pier. 

[The CROWD runs out towards the pier.]

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Now then, my dear Tina. 

[TINA, spoken]
Yes, sir?

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
It was been arranged for political reasons that I should espouse the daughter of Mynheer Tienhoven. But what good fortune. Ha, what astounding luck! What a face and what a figure. What a divinity among maidens! There's no princess in the courts of Europe with half your beauty or your charm!

[TINA, spoken]
I'm afraid you flatter me. 

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
You haven't seen the present crop of princesses. Now uh, now we shall make arrangements for the wedding. 

[TINA, spoken]
The wedding?

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
The sooner the better, my dear Tina, the sooner the better. It's a little late today, but, uh, tomorrow at the latest. 

[TINA, spoken]
Tomorrow! But we're not even betrothed!

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Then we'll have the betrothal in the morning and the wedding in the afternoon. 

[TINA, spoken]
Oh, no, no, please! Don't you think you could wait a, a few years?

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Years? You are young, my sweet. You have the world and a lifetime before you. But the hair is graying at my temples—slightly, but graying—and the days begin to slip rapidly through my fingers. For my sake, try to overcome this, your girlish modesty and, uh, let me lead you to the altar while the fire burns brightly. 

[TINA, spoken]
A few months then, a few years—

[STUYVESANT, spoken]
Ha ha! Ah, these months and weeks.