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Rh And me the most discriminating wooer

In all Faenza. 'T will not need much art

For me to win an entrance to the house;

And when I'm in it, it shall go hard, my lord,

But I find means to get you access too.

About it straight; at dusk to-morrow night

Be here, armed, masked, and cloaked.

While poor Bertuccio

Awaits our coming near San Stefano,—

A stone's throw from the casa Malatesta.

He's here!

Not yet a-bed!

Since when were the fiend's eggs so hard to hatch?

I left a pleasant little germ of sin

Some half an hour since; it should be full-grown

By this time. Is it?

Winged and hoofed and tailed.

If proud Ginevra Malatesta sleep

To-morrow night beneath old Guido's roof,

Then call me a snow-water-blooded shaveling.

Ha! 'T is resolved then?

We have pledged our faith

To carry off the fairest in Faenza—