Barnaby:
Good morning, my pretty little butterfly.
Bo-Peep:
Good morning, Mr. Barnaby.
Barnaby:
[shows her the flowers]
I bring you a little bouquet. A fragrant token of my deep devotion.
Bo-Peep:
[takes the flowers from him]
Thank you very much, Mr. Barnaby. And now, I have to leave you, sir. My... my sheep are...
Barnaby:
[stops her with his cane]
Indeed... I have longer admired you, gazed with wonder on your sweet and maidenly virtue, marveled at your tender loveliness. In short: I'm asking you to become my wife.
Bo-Peep:
I... I'm sorry, Mr. Barnaby. And I hope you won't think me ungrateful, But...
Barnaby:
I'm a very rich man, my dear.
Bo-Peep:
Please.
Barnaby:
Think carefully, child. Less I resort to other means. And that would be an ugly way to win a pretty wife.
Bo-Peep:
I wouldn't marry you if you were young, which you can't be. If you were honest which you never were and if you were about to die, tomorrow which is too much to hope for!
[drops the flower on him]

Barnaby:
We shall meet again, my pretty little buttercup. And then you will sing to a different tune.
[Sheep bleating at him, Barnaby snarls at the sheep, sheep runs away]
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:00

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