SKIR.
Fo-hi be praised! Now, this is what I call A great success. My pig has done it all.
(_Fetches_ BARAK _from behind the crowd_)--
Come, dearest husband; much too long you"ve trembled.
TUR.
Let it be known to all those here a.s.sembled-- I may not justly claim the victor"s crown, Adelma"s shrewdness served me; not my own.
Prince Kalaf vanquished me, and may command As prize of his achievement, my poor hand.
(_To_ KALAF.) But not in deference to lawful right I gave myself to thee, but through love"s might.
My heart was thine, when first I did behold thee.
KALAF.
Excess of bliss, thus to my heart to fold thee!
ALT.
What do they say? You all make such a noise, I can"t hear anything--not my own voice.
No doubt it"s quite correct, nay, sentimental; So take my blessing and consent parental.
TART.
F-f-friend F-pa-pantaloon, what j-j-joy! _Che dolci affetti!_ P-prep-p-pare the b-ba-ban-qu-quet. _Mangerem confetti!_
ALTOUM _joins the lover"s hands, and places his hands on their heads_.
_The eight Doctors join hands and dance in a circle, nodding their chins._ PANT. _and_ TART. _dance together_.
BARAK _and_ SKIRINA _ditto_.
TRUFFALDIN _twirls round_ ADELMA, _who snubs him_. BRIGh.e.l.lA _and guards gravely jump up and down_.
_Tableau_.
END OF ACT IV.
FINIS.