"'Not to admire' was the Roman's maxim; never to mourn is mine.

There is nothing in life to grieve for,--save, indeed, Signor Zicci, when some beauty on whom we have set our heart slips from our grasp.

In such a moment we have need of all our wisdom not to succumb to despair and shake hands with death.
What say you, signor?
You smile.

Such never could be your lot.

Pledge me in a sentiment: 'Long life; to the fortunate lover; a quick release to the baffled suitor!'" "I pledge you," said Zicci.