His masters, to the Emperor. He hopes
To get a present and thus pay them back,
Retaining all the money he advanced.
This lively poem was composed by him on they occasion of the departure for Paris of a band of musicians, singers, and Aissaoua, who figured at the Exposition of 1867, under the direction of a professor of music named Salvador Daniel. The original is in couplets of six hemistichs.
Perhaps they'll show themselves upon some stage
Or elsewhere as his fancy leads. The blacks
Begin to dance to sound of castanets.
The Christians bet on what will happen next.
They say a letter has arrived which says
That they've suppressed ablutions and their prayers.