He scatters diamonds round;
They dart their light from every tree,
They glisten on the ground.
Then who shall call the branches bare,
When gems like those are sparkling there?”
The two then join and bring their friendly contest to a close:—
2nd Choir.—“Come in, and closely shut the door
Against the wintry weather;
Of frost and snow we’ll think no more,
While round the fire we sit together.”