For my part I confess my ignorance; and as
Mr. Jourdain has very well said, I wish the repast were more worthy of
your acceptance.
DORI. Well, I can only answer to this compliment by eating as I am
doing.
MR. JOUR. Ah! what beautiful hands!
DORI. The hands have not much to boast of, Mr. Jourdain; it is the
diamond which you wish to speak of; it is indeed very beautiful.
MR. JOUR. I, Madam? Heaven forbid that I should speak of it. It would
be ungentlemanly to do so, and the diamond is but a trifle.
DOR. You are difficult to please.
MR. JOUR. You are too kind, and....
DOR. (_after having made signs to_ MR. JOURDAIN). Come, come,
give a little wine to Mr. Jourdain and to these gentlemen, who will do
us the pleasure of singing us a drinking song.
DORI. It is a most charming thought to make good music accompany good
food, and I find myself most kindly entertained here.
MR. JOUR. Madam, it is not....
DOR. Mr. Jourdain, let us listen to the music; what these gentlemen
will tell us is better than all you and I could say.
1ST _and_ 2ND SINGERS _together, each with a glass in his
hand_.
Phyllis, deign to fill my glass;
Give the draught an added charm.
Which is fairer, wine or lass,
Love for both my heart doth arm?--
In this hour supernal,
Let us swear, while we can,
For wine, woman, and man,
A friendship eternal.
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