Zanni - Donné

In the merry dance of the comedy theater's stage, Appear they, the maids fair and fine, engaged.

Amarilli, adorned with grace and grandeur, Presented with sweet smiles and true allure.

Bianchetta, with a complexion as white as snow, Her charms well known, a sight to behold.

Cantatrice, gifted with melodious song, A heavenly voice, hearts it does uplift and long.

Celia, filled with grace and gentle air, Her countenance forever veiled in beauty rare.

Coraline, shimmering like the coral sea, Enchanting eyes that captivate and decree.

Emilia, igniting the flames of passion's fire, Her charm beguiling, stirring souls in the night's attire.

Flavia, enveloped in grace and elegance refined, With her presence, men's hearts are enshrined.

Franceschina, with a captivating gaze, A seductive display, full of cunning ways.

Rosetta, whose beauty resonates in every glance, A sight that sets the soul in a rhythmic dance.

Tristitia, with a sad countenance and heavy heart, She sheds tears like pearls, thin and apart.

Turchetta, skilled in the game of desire's play, With wit and cunning, she leads men astray.

Like Colombina, the most famous of maids, These serving women are adorned and swayed, To elude the lustful desires of their lords, Be they the elderly or the Zanni in hordes. Without masks, following the customs and fashion of the time, In their splendor and beauty, they're always primed, To step upon the stage and enchant us all, With their talents and artistry, they enthrall.