beyond what they give to ordinarypeople. Until I knew the

What! we shall really all become rich?

Aye, certainly; you will then be Midases, provided you grow

What joy, what happiness! If what you tell me is true, I long to

CARIO (singing, with appropriate gestures)

And I too, threttanelo! want to imitate the Cyclops and lead

your troop by stamping like this. Do you, my dear little ones, cry,

aye, cry again and bleat forth the plaintive song of the sheep and

of the stinking goats; follow me like lascivious goats with their