The Falcon (1772) - Page 12

G U I L L A U M E.

Guillaume, at your service.

C L I T I E.

You are one of the Count's servants?

G U I L L A U M E.

One of the servants? By my faith, I am all alone, with a good old woman.

C L I T I E.

All alone! You must have a lot of trouble.

G U I L L A U M E.

No; the old woman takes care of us, I take care of my Master, my Master takes care of his horse; we take care of each other.

C L I T I E.

And . . . is his horse beautiful?

G U I L L A U M E.

Yes, because he is good.

C L I T I E.

Hunting . . . must be advantageous in this mountainous country?

G U I L L A U M E.

So-so: without our falcon we would often have meager fare.

C L I T I E.

So he likes bird hunting?

G U I L L A U M E.

He is quite forced to like it; for without it, by my faith . . .

C L I T I E.

Is that bird very skilled, then?

G U I L L A U M E.

Skilled?

The beautiful bird! nothing surpasses
Its strength and its lightness:
Before its beak all that passes,
Is forced to yield to its speed.