she finds romance in her tapestry      I belong to applause      he dreams of winning private treasure
she sleeps among lilies of the valley     I conceal distance     he sings in the forest of kindly devices
she strolls through meadows of innocent pastime     I defy reliance     he flies in fancies over bustling cities
she conjures the perfect sweetheart     promises humor my overtures     he follows lazy streams
she gathers humble violets     I feed on checkered privilege     he purges himself of meanness
she frees herself from gratitude     I tease public opinion     he fancies heroic adventures
she dreams of pearls and ivory     starting fires makes me happy     he checks the town clock
she looks at her miniature watch     I stir up the hesitant     he plays cards at midnight
she plays her harpsichord at dusk     satire is my sugar     he skips through an alley
she fingers her thimble     I wheedle glory from jealousy     he brandishes pungent cigars
she looks at the table     I delight in ardent jokes     he unfolds his cape
she perfumes her handkerchief     my eyes flash at melancholy     he walks out the door
she talks to the halfopen envelope     zeal writes my titles     he grows flush in the background
she powders her knee     curtains obey my commands     he buys appearances
she hopes for trickery     playfulness is my love affair     he climbs a soliloquy
she hates her captivity     I steal from despair     risk keeps him sharp
imprudence makes her hungry     appetite increases my benediction     he beams at reproaches
she refuses empty speculation     I mislead polite conversation     he buttons neat ceremonies
her captivity requires constant vigilance     I surprise enigmas     he frightens his duties with shelter
she grows more beautiful with stratagems      I imprison boredom    &nbps; he pretends to discover whatever's not there
she imitates deception     I make up mischievousness news     he hums in his glove
she mimics conceited illusions     I conduct public excitement     he twirls his mustachios
she's not overwhelmed with ancient agreements     I inspire impudence     he's not put off by shady arrangements
she pulls off gravitation     I prevent chance from escaping     he turns disaster to his advantage
she sleeps in a nest of conspiracy     I torment anxiety     obstacles quicken his nerves
frivolity brings roses to her cheeks     I dismiss livid care     his posture insults slander
her beauty mystifies tyrants     I teach money to sing     he still trusts social status
she releases prearranged doves     dialogue pleases my harpist     he sips on his flask
she tickles a feather     flight thanks my orchestra     he sings himself out of breath
she playfully kisses her songs     I invent their libretto     he plays at being a rogue
she persists in her aria     I concoct human madrigals     he whistles a prelude
she whispers symphonies     brides praise my theater     he plays his violin softly
she sings with eyes of different colors     I spy on astonishment     he thumbs the book of possible happiness
she catches images of love in live coals     passion asks my permission     he takes up the thread of unlikely chance
she follows the lattice-work of hope     habit protects my revenue     he jumps at the hint of opportunity
she waits on the promise     thresholds give me opportunity     he eats a piece of cheese
she hears metallic onions     I frighten remorse     he counts his trophies
she numbers her victories     I deserve my magnificence     he dotes on vintage memories
they meet in the open     I arrange engagements for angels     the garden grows quiet
she smiles at his shoes     I celebrate conspiracy     he bows with elegant care
she curtsies pleasantly     I formulate crazy agendas     he clears his throat
she gives him permission to follow     I scatter reluctance like birds     they stroll in a logical meadow
they follow a sociable stream     I authorize cardboard     he promises regular habits
she replies neatly     I love detaching scenery     he walks confidently
she blushes on tiptoe     I perpetrate pleasant embarrassment     he echoes her sentiments
she sighs carefully     I ferment faithful trickery     he turns to his right
she turns to her left     I suggest immense requests     he relies on surprise
she loves sweet chaos     whims are my revelations     he measures the dance step
she clings to the dance     health smiles at my bribes     light dapples his sleeve
the wind ruffles her gown     I relieve awkward monopolies     he wins honors from clouds
she turns trinkets to gems     success serves for today     he gathers smiling roses

she summons preludes     conceit invites my shrewdness     he hunts opportunity
her pulse is her melody     scorn furthers my mission     he fancies loyal adventures
she dreams of satin and order     glory visits my drawingroom     they hope for more skillful trickery
delay makes them hungry     torment flees from my tolerance     risk gives them appetites
her tapestry hides itself     farsighted pretexts jump from my wallpaper     his treasure surrounds them
they purge themselves of meanness     I repair the rain     they free themselves from gratitude
they wait for the right signals     I refresh the wind     they expect rhetorical grandeur
they share a soliloquy     I rehabilitate sunlight     they sing their duet
they demand correct posture     I reestablish the sky     they assure proper stature
they turn disaster to their advantage     I invite the wine     he dispenses with dull intermissions
she reassures nervous seasons     courtesy gives me impunity     he commands luminous shadows
she brings on orange storms     I ruffle the ethics of irritation     he gambles the sunlight
she charms electricity     I guarantee fate's thunderbolts     he invites lightning
she pleases thunder     I like to untie whatever's removed     he salutes fortune
she laughs at his thrilling delivery     imps urge me on     he's greedy for her dainty amusements
she observes his ardent trifles     motives submit to my scoffing     he traces her sonorous ingenuity
she considers his comic maneuvers     I win freedom for suitors     her extravagant fainting attracts him
she likes his gallant tone     I serve amusing solutions     he likes the brim of her cadences
she loves his vivacious courtesy     I pantomime hooting     he likes the bouquet of her rumors
she loves his typical oaths     I ring the bells in full regalia     he likes her charming agitation
she yields to his skillful worship     I bet on sweet rhythms     he loves her fresh looking mirror
she loves his perfect behavior     (the guardian and I)     he loves her pleasant weapons
she accepts his position     (are only two faces)     he takes off her hat
she undoes his vest     (of the same person)     they walk off stage

The vocabulary for this poem was drawn from English equivalents
of words found in Beaumarchais's Le barbier de Séville.
This is the original play, not the Opera.