Blaise the Cobbler

SCENE IV.

AH! Blaise.

Ah! Blaisine, ah! I am furious.

After six months of married life,
To see them sell, right on the floor,
Both my furniture and my trousseau!

Ah! I am furious.

ARIETTE a short operatic air.

When you were courting me,
What did you promise my mother?
My poor mother!
You said to her: yes, my dear lady,
Yes, my dear lady,
I swear to you that all day long
I will stay in the shop
Working,
And your daughter will go to the customers
To get paid.
It is the opposite,
You run, you run:
Alas! that makes me despair.
During the course
Of our love,
What did you promise my mother?

It is true, I am wrong.