He curses his fate in a charming falsetto,
Gives way to despair in a voce di petto.
And, rather than grief in his bosom should fester,
He calls out for death in a voce di testa:
Of life his farewell he seems willing to take,
And gives on addio a delicate shake.
The passage is managed with exquisite skill;
And Linda—acquainted with Mario's trill—
Lets him hold it as long as he's able to do,
Awaiting its finish to take for her cue.