When A Merry Maiden Marries.

When a merry maiden marries,     Sorrow goes and pleasure tarries;     Every sound becomes a song,     All is right and nothing's wrong!     From to-day and ever after     Let your tears be tears of laughter     Every sigh that finds a vent     Be a sigh of sweet content!     When you marry merry maiden,     Then the air with love is laden;     Every flower is a rose,     Every goose becomes a swan,     Every kind of trouble goes     Where the last year's snows have gone!     Sunlight takes the place of shade     When you marry merry maid!     When a merry maiden marries     Sorrow goes and pleasure tarries;     Every sound becomes a song,     All is right, and nothing's wrong.     Gnawing Care and aching Sorrow,     Get ye gone until to-morrow;     Jealousies in grim array,     Ye are things of yesterday!     When you marry merry maiden,     Then the air with joy is laden;     All the corners of the earth     Ring with music sweetly played,     Worry is melodious mirth.     Grief is joy in masquerade;     Sullen night is laughing day     All the year is merry May!