Eunomia Why do you dwell so long in clouds,
And smother your best graces?
’Tis time to cast away those shrouds,
And clear your manly faces.
Irene Do not behave yourselves like spies
Upon the ladies here;
Eunomia On even terms go meet their eyes,
Beauty and love shine there.
Diche You are too single for delight;
Go kiss their hands as conquered at first sight,
‖: Whose every touch :‖ (×3) will make your own more white.
Chorus You are too single for delight;
Go kiss their hands as conquered at first sight,
‖: Whose every touch :‖ (×3) will make your own more white.