things as he did. He was very fond of flowers, eitherwild

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

(Singing, to the same tune and with similar mimicry)

As for us, threttanelo! we will seek you, dear Cyclops,

bleating, and if we find you with your wallet full of fresh herbs, all