The Farrier

By death, no one, I think,
Would want to refuse her.

Eh well, Mr. de la Bride, there is the match found.
If you want to marry her, I have some hard cash:
the money that I am going to receive at the Castle, joined
to that, will give her a small, very honest dowry... What do
you say to that... Is it decided?

You are pressing, friend Marcel.

Do you not say that you find my daughter pretty?

That is true, she would please me much.

Eh well, I give her to you. What reflection is there
to make after that?

My faith, friend, if you want me to
tell you, my last marriage sated me so much with youth,
that I have almost sworn not to taste of it again.

Folly.

ARIETTE a short aria.

When for the great voyage
Margot packed her bags,
From the village bells
I heard the lesson,
Ding, di, ding, dong:
And I promised to make use of it.
Console yourself, poor husband,
You are well off; but stay there.
After many complaints,
Over a pint
I took an oath
To flee all engagement.