THE TALE OF ARCHAIS 
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ARCHAIS 
 
Not a flower of them shall die 
That compose our canopy ; 
Beech and chestnut, poplar tall, 
Birch and elm shall flourish all 
Dewed with ever-living spring. 
Song and dance shall close the day, 
 
CHORUS 
 
Close this happy, happy day. 
 
CHARICLES 
 
Of your revels I’ll be king, 
 
ARCHAIS 
 
I the queen of your array. 
 
Both 
 
Foot it nimbly in the ring ! 
 
CHORUS 
 
Stay, stars, and dance with us.  Our songs 
compel 
The very gods to tremble, 
Banish the ill ghosts of hell,