My Lords and Ladies

[CELLINI]
My lords and ladies, foes and friends—
In a moment everything ends
I call upon you all to witness
My true heroic and artistic fitness
To die as bravely and as full of glory
As ever was known to Florence's story

I have sailed the deeps and shallows
Now I reach that sorry shore—the gallows
But for the life of me, I cannot see
Why death should be the death of me
My work will bud and blossom and bloom
When Maffio yonder rots in his tomb

[APPRENTICES]
Our master says the chances are slim
That death should be the death of him