Scene 3.VIII.

Cyrano, Christian.

CHRISTIAN:
   Oh! win for me that kiss . . .

CYRANO:
   No!

CHRISTIAN:
   Soon or late! . . .

CYRANO:
   'Tis true! The moment of intoxication -
   Of madness, - when your mouths are sure to meet
   Thanks to your fair mustache - and her rose lips!
(To himself):
   I'd fainer it should come thanks to . . .

(A sound of shutters reopening. Christian goes in again under the balcony.)





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