In all the world fair women met my gaze, But none I saw who could with thee compare; I saw the dames whom most the Rhegians praise, And by the thought of thee they seemed not fair. When thou art dressed to take the morning air The sun stands still in wonder and amaze; If thou shouldst scorn thy love of other days, I go a wanderer, I know not where. The story ends well. Filomena proves as faithful as she is fair; Karro's leg is quickly cured, and the old man gives his consent to the marriage--nay more, feeble as he is now, he is glad to hand over the whole management of the farm to his son-in-law. Thus the young couple start in life with the three inestimable blessings which a Greek poet reckons as representing the sum total of human prosperity: a full granary, a dairy-house to make cheese in, and a fine pig. In collections of Tuscan and Sicilian songs it is common to find a goodly number placed under the heading "Delle loro bellezze." The Greek songs of Calabria that exactly answer to this description are few. A new Zeuxis might successfully paint an unseen Tuscan or Sicilian girl--local Anacreons by the score would give him the needful details: the colour of the hair and eyes, the height, complexion, breadth of shoulders, smallness of waist; nor would they forget to mention the nobility of pose and carriage, _il leggiadro portamento altero_, which is the crowning gift of women south of the Alps. It can be recognized at once that the poets of Sicily and Tuscany have not merely a vague admiration for beauty in general; they have an innate artistic perception of what goes to constitute the particular form of beauty before their eyes. Poorer in words and ideas, the Greek Calabrian hardly knows what to say of his beloved, except that she is _dulce ridentem_, "sweetly-laughing," and that she has small red lips, between which he is sure that she must carry honey-- To meli ferri s' ettunda hilucia ...