MUSIC. 369 
or no air. The men sit together in a line on one side, with their 
sankos and other instruments ; and the women in a hne opposite 
to them. Individuals rise and advance, singing in turn.* 
Woman. Mj husband likes me too much. 
He is good to me. 
But I cannot hke him, 
So I must listen to my lover. 
1.5^ Man. My wife does not please me, 
I tire of her now ; 
So I will please myself with another, I 
Who is very handsome. 
^7id JVoman. My lover tempts me with sweet words. 
But my husband always does me good. 
So I must like him well, 
And I must be true to him. 
^nd Man. Girl you pass my wife handsome, 
But I cannot call you wife ; 
A wife pleases her husband only, 
But when I leave you, you go to others. 
* I never heard this sung without its recalling Horace's beautiful little dialogue ode, 
(9. lib. 3) " Donee gratus eram tibi." 
3 B 
