SCENE VI.

The mocking air of this rascal makes me think that he is in league with Fanchette... but no, let us banish that idea; and since I am happily rid of him, let us recover from the fatigue he has caused me with a little wine. I have my Dame-Jeanne a large wicker-covered glass bottle with me... ah! my poor gourd, since I have been in love, you are quite neglected! but what can one do? everything changes, one must take time as it comes.

"Far from worries and alarms,
"The mind at peace, the heart joyful,
"Formerly with a thousand charms
"Good wine offered itself to my eyes.
"When with a little song,
"I celebrated such a sweet fate,
"To make it more lively,
"My gourd joined in with its glug-glug.
"Today, the love of the God of the vine,
"Has usurped the rights;
"It triumphs over my bottle,
"And forces me to follow its laws."

SCENE VII.

You are in a good mood, our Master; for one hears you singing from afar.