Yes, we shall hover round you all your life,—
Miss Jay.
And shield you from the fiend of wedded strife.
Strawman.
Enchanting group! Love, friendship, hour of gladness,
Yet so pathetically touched with sadness.
[Turning to Lind.
But now, young man, pray make an end of this.
[Leading Anna to him.
Take thy betrothed—receive her—with a kiss!