4. Caliriote me surme 4. Caliriotes[§] with the dark Ea ha pe pse dua tive. eyes, open the gate that I may enter. 5. Buo, Bo, Bo, Bo, Bo, 5. Lo, Lo, I hear thee, my soul. Gi egem spirta esimiro. 6. Caliriote vu le funde 6. An Arnaout girl, in costly Ede vete tunde tunde. garb, walks with graceful pride. 7. Caliriote me surme 7. Caliriot maid of the dark Ti mi put e poi mi le. eyes, give me a kiss. 8. Se ti puta citi mora 8. If I have kissed thee, what hast thou gained? Si mi ri ni veti udo gia. My soul is consumed with fire. 9. Va le ni il che cadale 9. Dance lightly, more Celo more, more celo. gently, and gently still. 10. Plu hari ti tirete 10. Make not so much dust Plu huron cia pra seti. to destroy your embroidered hose. [§]The Albanese, particularly the women, are frequently termed "Caliriotes," for what reason I inquired in vain. The last stanza would puzzle a commentator: the men have certainly buskins of the most beautiful texture, but the ladies (to whom the above is supposed to be addressed) have nothing under their little yellow boots and slippers but a well-turned and sometimes very white ankle. The Arnaout girls are much handsomer than the Greeks, and their dress is far more picturesque. They preserve their shape much longer also, from being always in the open air. It is to be observed, that the Arnaout is not a _written_ language: the words of this song, therefore, as well as the one which follows, are spelt according to their pronunciation. They are copied by one who speaks and understands the dialect perfectly, and who is a native of Athens. 1. Ndi sefda tinde ulavossa 1. I am wounded by thy love, and Vettimi upri vi lofsa. have loved but to scorch myself. 2. Ah vaisisso mi privi lofse 2. Thou hast consumed me! Ah, maid! Si mi rini mi la vosse. thou has struck me to the heart. 3. Uti tasa roba stua 3. I have said I wish no dowry, Sitti eve tulati dua. but thine eyes and eyelashes. 4. Roba stinori ssidua 4. The accursed dowry I Qu mi sini vetti dua. want not, but thee only. 5. Qurmini dua civileni 5. Give me thy charms, and Roba ti siarmi tildi eni. let the portion feed the flames. 6. Utara pisa vaisisso me 6. I have loved thee, maid, simi rin ti hapti with a sincere soul, but Eti mi bire a piste si gui thou hast left me like dendroi tiltati. a withered tree. 7. Udi vura udorini udiri 7. If I have placed my hand on cicova cilti mora thy bosom, what have I gained? Udorini talti hollna u ede my hand is withdrawn, but caimoni mora. retains the flame.