Another Voice (within).
Ho! take care of the lion, ho!
Escarpin.
Let the lion care himself,
I 'm engaged and cannot go.
A Voice (within).
From the mountain wilds descending,
Through the crowded streets he goes.
Another Voice (within).
Like the lightning's flash he flieth,
Like the thunder is his roar.
Escarpin.
Ah! all right, for I 'm in safety,
Thanks to this obliging door:
Lightning is a thing intended
For high towers and stately domes,
Never heard I of its falling
Upon little lowly homes:
So if lion be the lightning,
Somewhere else will fall the bolt:
Therefore once again, Daria,
Come, I say, embrace me. . . . .
(A lion enters, places himself before Daria, and seizes Escarpin.)
Daria.
Oh!
Never in my life did I
See a nobler beast.
Escarpin.