37.
From this moment no glance,no word more
belongs to you-ape! This is the last!-- Some handsome Filippo!
Filippo
( Excited)
You men believe that I am inconsolable,
Then advise me; what shall be done?
Antonio
Let well enough alone. Tito, let us go. There are as virtue
nomen,or indeed more lewd,who will please me more.
Tito
( Picks up the pearls.)
I'll find some one more willing to accept these parts.
Filippo
Listen, gentlemen, — let us fence for them!
Isabella
What will that gain you, if they wonnd you? We'd rather wise
your weeding Wounds than their lips.
Antonio
(Raging.)
I wish you came from Saples, not from Florence! Here musicians!
follows us back to Menasci, and drawn our anger in likely music.
Isabella
What is the matter with you?
To musicians.)
You must remain, we will go in the house, Filippo – but these
men must remain upon the terrace, and play and play on play.
( Music )
Lucrezia
Then it will float through the open door to us,
And heighten our happiness with joyful sound?
And with sweet lullaby our slumber.
( unter Battista quickly.)
Battista
Most noble lord!
(stops greatlyinnrprised--)