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EULALIE: Rubbish! I don’t believe a word you say!
FELICIAN: You know I love you.
Men don’t know what love is, how they’d turn our heads
With pretty speeches; but when once they’re wed
It’s no more “darling,”
but it’s “Mary Jane, “here’s all the buttons off my shirt again!”
But, but —
But no more buts! And please don’t waste your breath —
Sweets of married life I’ve no need of — yet.
GABRIEL: Some strange ecstatic bliss my being fills.
I feel so happy, I could — pay my bills!
Because, tonight, married I’m going to be
To her I rescued from the cruel sea.
She is such a darling sweet beyond compare:
Such eyes! Such cheeks! Such lips! Such hair!
You could not find a fairer should you try.
A pearl! In fact, the apple of my eye!
Oh! the flow’rets bloom’d around us,
And a brook went rippling by;
When our heart’s sweet hidden secret,
We told, my love and I.
Her blushes shamed the roses,
I watched them come and go;
And the brook my thoughts divining,
Seemed whisp’ring in its flow.
“Kiss me, sweet!
Kiss me, sweet!
Ere the golden moments fly,
Lips that meet,
Lips that meet,
May be parted by and by.
Kiss me, sweet!
Kiss me, sweet!
Ere with longing love I die,”
Then and there, in rapture,
We kissed, my love and I.
Oh! The earth became an Eden,
As the happy hours went by,
As in ecstasy we wandered,
That day, my love and I.
And when at last we parted,
The western sun was low;
But the brooklet in its murmur,
Repeated in its flow.
“Kiss me, sweet!
Kiss me, sweet!
Ere the golden moments fly,
Lips that meet,
Lips that meet,
May be parted by and by.
Kiss me, sweet!
Kiss me, sweet!
Ere with longing love I die,”
Then and there, in rapture,
We kissed, my love and I.