LAU. Nay; take me too!
I am a little thing. What does it matter--
One flower more?

LUI. You are a thousand flowers,
Sweet Laura,--you are a meadow full of them--
I'll bring a wagon for you.

CAR. Come. Come home.

[In the meantime the stage has been filling with girls and men
bearing flowers, a multitude of people, in groups and couples,
humming the song very softly. As Carlotta speaks several more
people take up the song, then finally the whole crowd. They move
off slowly, singing.]

SONG. "Strew we flowers on their pathway," etc.


Scene 2

[Bianca's boudoir in the palace at Fiori. Bianca with a mirror in
her hand, having her hair done by a maid. Several maids about,
holding perfume-flasks, brushes, and veils, articles of apparel of
one sort or another. Beatrice standing beside her, watching.]

BIA. Look at me, Rose-Red. Am I pretty enough,
Think you, to marry a King?

BEA. You are too pretty.