_Mel._ Ah, _mal peste!_ _Pala._ Ah, _j'enrage!_ Phil. _Radoucissez vous, de grace, madame; vous etes bien en colere pour peu de chose. Vous n'entendez pas la raillerie gallante._ Mel. _Ad autres, ad autres_: He mocks himself of me,[1] he abuses me: Ah me unfortunate! [_Cries._ _Phil._ You mistake him, madam, he does but accommodate his phrase to your refined language. _Ah qu'il est un cavalier accompli!_ Pursue your point, sir-- [_To him._ Pala. _Ah qu'il fait beau dans ces boccages;_ [Singing.] _Ah que le ciet donne un beau jour!_ There I was with you, with a _minuet._ _Mel._ Let me die now, but this singing is fine, and extremely French in him: [_Laughs._] But then, that he should use my own words, as it were in contempt of me, I cannot bear it. [_Crying._ Pala. _Ces beaux sejours, ces doux ramages_-- [Singing. Mel. _Ces beaux sejours, ces doux ramages._ [Singing after him.] _Ces beaux sejours nous invitent a l'amour!_ Let me die, but he sings _en cavalier_, and so humours the cadence! [_Laughing._ Pala. _Foy, ma Clymene, voy sous ce chene._ [Singing again.] _S'entrebaiser ces oiseaux amoreux!_ Let me die now, but that was fine. Ah, now, for three or four brisk Frenchmen, to be put into masking habits, and to sing it on a theatre, how witty it would be! and then to dance helter skelter to a _chanson a boire: Toute la terre, toute la terre est a moi!_ What's matter though it were made and sung two or three years ago in _cabarets_, how it would attract the admiration, especially of every one that's an _eveille!_ _Mel._ Well; I begin to have a _tendre_ for you; but yet, upon condition, that--when we are married, you-- [PAL. _sings, while she speaks._ _Phil._ You must drown her voice: If she makes her French conditions, you are a slave for ever. _Mel._ First, you will engage--that-- _Pala._ Fa, la, la, la, &c. [_Louder._ _Mel._ Will you hear the conditions? _Pala._ No; I will hear no conditions; I am resolved to win you _en Francois_: To be very airy, with abundance of noise, and no sense: Fa la, la, la, &c. _Mel._ Hold, hold: I am vanquished with your _gayete d'esprit._ I am yours, and will be yours, _sans nulle reserve, ni condition_: And let me die, if I do not think myself the happiest nymph in Sicily--My dear French dear, stay but a _minuite_, till I _raccommode_ myself with the princess; and then I am yours, _jusqu' a la mort. Allons donc._-- [Exeunt MEL. PHIL.