Tom Jones: Lyric Comedy in Three Acts

As soon as I wish to establish sentiments,
Hope crowns my waiting.
Judge if I am clear-sighted,
Regarding the intrigues of lovers
Ah! I like it well enough, &c.

I do not know what to think.

You are dreaming, you are afraid to answer me, you are wrong. Your choice pleases me, it is suitable. If I were to wait for my brother to think first of your settlement, it would never end; he cannot delay, and I am going to confer with him about it right away.

I beg you, answer me; could it be that you are so kind?

Eh! that is how one speaks... count on me. Sounds of fanfares are heard. I hear a noise; it is your father; one can recognize him by the uproar that surrounds him.

S C E N E III.

Four HUNTSMEN in boots and riding habits, holding their horns in their hands and sounding fanfares, JONES, Mr. WESTERN, in hunting attire, a horn around his neck, SOPHIE, Mde. WESTERN, HONORA.

Courage, children of joy, of gaiety: Ah! the beautiful weather, the beautiful hunt!

It was one of the most successful.