Come and bring us delight!
When the swallow comes back
And the finches all sing,
I sing and I dance
For joy of the Spring.
Hurrah, oh hurrah!
For joy of the Spring.
Suddenly the door flew open and Agnes burst into the room.
“But why didn’t you ever say anything?” she cried out. “To think of it! Why did you never say a word, Cornelli?”
“But what should I have said?” Cornelli asked, very much frightened.