Beschreibung und Texte
The chorus heralds the entrance of Utopia's two wise men
Chorus of Utopians: Oh, make way for the wise men
They are prize-men, double-first in the world's university
For though lovely this island, which is my land,
She has no one to match them in her city
They're the pride of Utopia; cornucopia is each in his mental fertility
O they never make blunder, and no wonder, for they're triumphs of infallibility!