Billy Budd (1951, rev.1960)

Billy: Billy Budd, king of the birds!
Billy Budd, king of the world!
Up among the sea-hawks, up against the storms.
Looking down on the deck, looking down on the waves.
Working and helping, working and sharing.
Goodbye to the old life. Don't want it no more.
Farewell to you old comrades!
Farewell to you for ever!
Farewell, Rights o' Man!
Farewell, old Rights o' Man!
Farewell to you for ever, old Rights o' Man!

Sailing Master, First Lieutenant, Ratcliffe: What's that? What's that?
'Rights o' Man'? 'Rights o' Man'?
Down sir, how dare you!
Down sir, how dare you!
Clear the decks! Clear the decks! Clear the decks!

Claggart: Clear the decks!

First Lieutenant: Dangerous! 'The rights of man' indeed!

Sailing Master: Always something, always some defect.

Ratcliffe: Fine young chap, but we must keep a watch.