Last Night My Heart Was All Aglow

Paolo—­
  The mist with pearls had beaded
  Each wayward strand of hair;
  And the light in her eyes was like sunshine. 
  Would I had asked her there!

Refrain—­ Last night my heart was all aglow, I loved, I loved Virginia so; But wintry dawn has brought despair Of ever winning maid so fair.

Frosties’ Chorus—­
  Last night his heart was all aglow,
  Last night he loved Virginia so;
  But wintry dawn has brought despair
  Of ever winning maid so fair.

Paolo—­
  And now when days seem dreary,
  And hope begins to wane,
  My thoughts run back and I wonder—­
  Will we ever meet again.

  Ever my heart is yearning
  For a voice that is far away: 
  For a smile that is bright and cheering
  As sunshine and waves at play.

[Enter Cupid.]

Paolo—­
  Good morrow, Cupid. (C.) I salute thee too.

Paolo—­
  What errand brings you out amid the snow? 
  Perchance you’ve lost your way, rash Cupid. (C.) No. 
  The harbinger of spring to lovers true,
  I started out while yet the snowflakes flew.

Paolo—­
  You’re late I fear, my hopes have sunk too low.

Cupid—­
  Let not your drooping spirits fail, faint heart
  Did never yet assume that valiant part
  That finds a way in spite of what befall
  And wins at length to beauty’s citadel.

Paolo—­
  Thanks, Cupid, for your words of lofty cheer;
  My heart responds, I see my pathway clear.

    My Darling

  I’ll take Virginia in my arms and kiss her
  On lips and cheek and brow;
  I’ll tell her how I love her, miss her,
  And when, and why, and how.

  I’ll draw my darling to my heart and hold her
  In fond and close embrace;
  I’ll whisper softly how I’ve longed to fold her
  In all her girlish grace.

  I’ll look into her eyes, their love light showing,
  Small need of words we’ll know;
  For tender glances sprung from hearts aglowing,
  With meaning overflow.

Cupid—­
  Such sentiments as these I quite approve: 
  I’m hopeful for the outcome of your love.

Cupid (turning to Frosties)—­
  Who are these furry folk that round us stand? 
  They seem like members of the Frosties’ band.

Frosties (in chorus)—­
  We are the elves of the Northern Light,
  Of the ice blink and the snow;
  We deck the moss with a silver floss,
  And make the frost flowers grow.

  We place the fetters on stream and rill
  And encase the lakes and seas: 
  We spread a carpet o’er vale and hill
  And drape the leafless trees.

Cupid—­
  Won’t you just tell dear Frosties
  In the language of song to-night
  Of those beauties and silent wonders
  That dwell in the Northern Light.