For maidens to sing this song,—
Pray the gifts of heaven to gifts of gold,
Joy and a life long.
Ach. Good king and father, see thy daughter come
To hear thee call me son.
Lyc.Son if I call thee,
I understand not yet, and scarce believe
The wonders of this day. And thou, my daughter,
Ever my pride and prayer, hast far outrun
My hope of thy good fortune. Blessed be ye both: