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No. 13 - Song - Hunni-Bun
| Hunni-Bun: | 'Tis said, that in the vernal season The young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love, and that's the reason We're glad when winter time adjourns. These maidens all about me thronging Reflect on love throughout the year, But never with such eager longing As when the month of June is here. Wistaria, Wistaria, Drooping in slender grace; Wistaria, Wistaria, Lift up your pretty face. |
| Girls: | Wistaria, Wistaria, Queen of the fair June-tide, |
| All: | Wistaria, Wistaria, You are my blushing bride. |
| Hunni-Bun: | This life becomes an endless noon-day When we can seek again the bowers, And dwell throughout each perfect June day Among the light and fleecy flowers. They seem to breathe a welcome story, And say that dull despair is dead, And nature waits to crown with glory This happy month when maidens wed. Wistaria, Wistaria, Drooping in slender grace; Wistaria, Wistaria, Lift up your pretty face. |
| Girls: | Wistaria, Wistaria, Queen of the fair June-tide, |
| All: | Wistaria, Wistaria, You are my blushing bride. |
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American Musical Theatre | The Sho-Gun
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