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No. 28 - Finale Act II
| San Toy: | Vain was the fond Endeavour Love and its bond To sever! Dangers are done, Soon will the sun Shine on us one For ever! |
| Chorus: | Fair be your lot, San Toy, oh! Now you are not a boy, oh! And when you are Dwelling afar, Yours be a star Of joy, oh! Of joy, oh! Then here's to the Emperor's Own, Imposing and splendid, Who guard the Imperial throne From treason intended! And here's to the various pairs Whose fortunes are blended, May honour and riches be theirs, And life never ended! Love, hope and joy, And many days to our San Toy! |
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Page modified 23 February 2017