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 there. Won't it be a joke when the Queen sits on it?

Oh, why did you say that? Now, I shall just giggle and giggle and giggle! [And they run behind the throne again.]
 * [ is almost dressed now; and the little, one after another, tip-toe away from the throne whispering:

Oh, she looks like a bride, and she's perfectly sweet.

All silver and white from her head to her feet.

Her lips red as blood, and her hair black as night!

She's lovely, she's lovely, our Princess Snow White.
 * [They stand waiting for her. There is a moment's pause, and then calls:

Aren't you coming, Princess?