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Tis merry , 'tis niei ry—Maxwell [ Aside to Fanny *] . —Ah ! that is mine ! and your own , if I mistake not . St . Valentine . —Silence in the court !
" 'Tis merry , ' tis merry in good greenwood , ' * For the birds on the summer spray ; But more their glee on the leafless tree , On good St . Valentine ' s day .
'Tis merry , ' tis merry when friends all meet , As in the good old way ; But a holy joy it is to greet The stranger from far away .
Then welcome , welcome , from one and all And when you are far away , Forget not those who « ' welcome" said On our own St . Valentine ' s day . Chorus .
Hail to thee St . Valentine ! Thus we own thy power divine . St . Valentine—( reads ) THE GIRL ' s VALENTINE . Wlio could be a Valentine So true ?
( Maxwell jiresscs Fanny * s hand . ) Who a wreath would fain entwine For you ?
Who hath travelled far and wide Never sou g ht a foreign bride , But returns with heart untried ? GuetK who 1
Who would give that heart bo warm To you ? Who would make this life a charm For you ?
Who would every wi » h control , Never seek another goal—His home thine eyes—his heaven tlw soul ? Guess who !