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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