BARCSAI.
"Go, my master, go to Kolozvar,
To Kolozvar, to the mansion of my father,
And bring me, bring me the great piece of linen,
The great piece of linen, of linen fine that I have had as a
present."
"Do not go, my father, do not go, do not quit your mansion,
For my lady mother, in truth, loves Barcsai."
"Hearest thou, wife, hearest thou what says the infant?"
"Do not believe him, my dear master, the infant is drunken."