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41914	He cries,"Does one go to bed to be kept awake?"
41914	His only answer was the philosophic question,"How can I_ prove_ that I am not the gate of Hell?"
42367	But, at our age,she asked,"who can question our intimacy, or prevent me taking care of you?"
42367	And d''Artagnan?
42367	Early in life, he wrote to his sister:"My two only and immense desires-- to be famous and to be loved-- will they ever be satisfied?"
42367	He asks:"Who can stay long from the Place Royale?"
42367	He overheard one of them, as he entered the office one day, say:"I''ve done my hour of Balzac; who takes him next?"
3907	Besides, where was I to find a person to write the words, and one who would give himself the trouble of turning the poetry to my liking?
3907	Have you nothing to confess, somebody will ask me, upon this subject?
3907	What means can I take to introduce it to the world?
3907	What?
3907	Who would guess the cause of my tears, and what, at this moment, passed within me?
3907	said I to myself, with disdain, shall Jean Jacques thus suffer himself to be subdued by interest and curiosity?
3907	said I, taking one of them up,"this is a patchbox of a new construction: may I ask what is its use?
3911	And in Emilius?
3911	I?
3911	Are they nothing more than vain; is my insensibility purely ingratitude?
3911	Do friendship, love and virtue reign in this capital more than elsewhere?
3911	Is it their fault or mine?
3911	What could I do?
3911	citizen, this is a part of a work now printing in Paris?"
3905	As I began to read music tolerably well, the question was, how I should learn composition?
3905	But is it possible for man to taste, in their utmost extent, the delights of love?
3905	He said,"How many parts will you take?
3905	How could I see the moment advancing with more pain than pleasure?
3905	How is it possible to fall into such a state in the flower of one''s age, without any inward decay, or without having done anything to destroy health?
3905	How was it that this delightful crisis did not secure our mutual felicity for the remainder of her life and mine?
3905	The other, having satisfied Grossi in these particulars, asked him if there was anything he could serve him in?
3905	Was I happy?
3905	What passions?
3905	Why, instead of transports that should have intoxicated me with their deliciousness, did I experience only fears and repugnance?
3902	Why not?
3902	After several questions relative to my faith, situation, and family, he asked me bluntly if my mother was damned?
3902	Can we avoid feeling an anxious wish at least to know whether our affection is returned?
3902	Is it possible to possess love, I will not say without desires, for I certainly had them, but without inquietude, without jealousy?
3902	The difficulty still remained how I was to gain a subsistence?
3902	They were just beginning to speak of his journey, when casting his eye on the small table he asked in a sharp tone, what lad that was?
3902	What interest had M. de Pontverre in entertaining, treating with respect, and endeavoring to convince me?
3902	Who would believe, that a childish fault should be productive of such melancholy consequences?
3902	Why did I not experience a moment of embarrassment, timidity or restraint?
3902	Why should I now disguise my thoughts?
3901	But he was frenzied,-wherefore, who may know?
3901	Could I love thee thus wert thou only my son?"
3901	How could I become cruel or vicious, when I had before my eyes only examples of mildness, and was surrounded by some of the best people in the world?
3901	I love good wine, but where shall I get it?
3901	I wish to be universally respected; how shall I compass my design?
3901	It will be asked, how did this mischief happen?
3901	Who could be suspected of this mischief?
3901	Why am I not permitted to recount all the little anecdotes of that thrice happy age, at the recollection of whose joys I ever tremble with delight?
3901	said my father smiling,"does not your heart inform you?
3901	why should I anticipate the miseries I have endured?
3903	--"What part would he chose?"
3903	At the age I then was, does the fear of perishing with hunger give such alarms?
3903	Have you never seen an opera in Italy?
3903	Her brother asked me, giddily, why I trembled thus?
3903	I was attentive and thoughtful; what could I do?
3903	She looked on my fortune as already made, if not destroyed by my own negligence; what then would she say on my arrival?
3903	Was it fear of not obtaining that succor I stood in need of, which agitated me to this degree?
3903	What in the world was so curious as a heron fountain?
3903	Who can read this without supposing me on the brink of the grave?
3903	Would it be believed, that when near nineteen, any one could be so stupid as to build his hopes of future subsistence on an empty phial?
3903	forever a footman?"
3903	said she, in an affectionate tone,"art thou here again?
3908	What,said I,"will become of me in this moment, and before the whole court, if, in my confusion, any of my stupid expressions should escape me?"
3908	Besides, how was it possible to reconcile the severe principles I had just adopted to a situation with which they had so little relation?
3908	How should I afterwards have dared to speak of disinterestedness and independence?
3908	People think I am ridiculous, nay, even absurd; but what signifies this to me?
3908	Should not I, the cash- keeper of a receiver- general of finances, have preached poverty and disinterestedness with a very ill grace?
3908	Was it the same Madam de Warrens, formerly so gay and lively, to whom the vicar of Pontverre had given me recommendations?
3908	What remained to her of primitive virtue?
3908	Who, in the situation in which the world has placed me, has a right to require more at my hands?
3908	Will it be believed that the night of so brilliant a day was for me a night of anguish and perplexity?
3908	whether or not I was properly dressed?
3910	How cruel is your goodness? 3910 But by what means had this manuscript fallen into his hands? 3910 How I do hate all your titles, and pity you on account of your being obliged to bear them? 3910 How, without presence of mind, am I to act? 3910 I have not been able to form any in the ranks to which I was equal; is it in yours that I ought to seek for them? 3910 Is it in these places Jean Jacques ought to be seen? 3910 Was it possible for me to expect in a lady of such high rank, a constancy proof against my want of address to support it? 3910 What is to be done? 3910 What say I? 3910 What would the subjects of the extracts I should have had to make from books, or even the books themselves, have signified to me? 3910 Whence comes it that even a child can intimidate a man, whom the power of kings has never inspired with fear? 3910 Why do not you reside at Clarens? 3904 --But, mademoiselle,"continued I,"I have not the honor to be acquainted with your mother; what will she say on my arrival?"
3904	Besides, did I carry pens, paper and ink with me?
3904	Having called myself a Parisian, as such, I was under the jurisdiction of his excellency: he therefore asked me who I was?
3904	Having found so many good people in my youth, why do I find so few in my age?
3904	He asked me, If I had ever copied music?
3904	I had not all this time forgotten my dear Madam de Warrens, but how was I to find her?
3904	I had read, too, that Marshal Schomberg was remarkably shortsighted, and why might not Marshal Rousseau be the same?
3904	Is their race extinct?
3904	It was necessary to pass through Nion: could I do this without seeing my good father?
3904	On her laughing, I said to myself,"Why are not my lips cherries?
3904	Quio, tu Clarice Trahiriot tes feux?
3904	Ten volumes a day would not suffice barely to enumerate my thoughts; how then should I find time to write them?
3904	Where should I seek her in Paris?
3904	Where should I seek her?
3904	While we can enjoy, at so small an expense, such pure, such true delights, why should we be solicitous for others?
3904	Who would have thought that I should never see them more; and that here our ephemeral amours must end?
3904	Why deprive myself of the actual charm of my enjoyments to inform others what I enjoyed?
3904	had those of my early youth been seen, those made during my travels, composed, but never written!--Why did I not write them?
3904	or how bear the expense of such a journey?
3904	will be asked; and why should I have written them?
3906	Have you had a good journey? 3906 And what motive could have united the labors of so many millions of men, in a place that no one inhabited? 3906 But how could I bear to be a secondary person with her to whom I had been everything, and who could never cease being such to me? 3906 But why expose myself to this danger? 3906 Have you so many times preserved my life, for the sole purpose of taking from me all that could render it desirable? 3906 How could I live an alien in that house where I had been the child? 3906 How do you do?
3906	How shall I continue to relate the same occurrences, without wearying my readers with the repetition, any more than I was satiated with the enjoyment?
3906	How shall I prolong, according to my inclination, this recital at once so pleasing and simple?
3906	I asked myself,"What state am I in?
3906	I then asked, whether she had received my letter?
3906	Is this the reward of an attachment like mine?
3906	One can not help exclaiming, what strength could have transported these enormous stones so far from any quarry?
3906	Should I die at this instant, must I be damned?"
3906	To sow dissension, dishonor, scandal, and hell itself, in her family?
3906	Was I going, in return for the mother''s kindness, to seek the ruin of the daughter?
3906	said I, my heart bursting with the most poignant grief,"what do you dare to inform me of?
3906	why is not all this real?
3912	But to what place was I to go?
3912	But what of this?
3912	By whom and for what purpose?
3912	Did the doctors wish to know to a certainty that I was not a Catholic?
3912	For what could I hope, feeling as I did, my want of aptitude to express myself with ease?
3912	Had any person laid their hands upon my papers whilst they remained in the Hotel de Luxembourg?
3912	How is my heart still moved when I think of your goodness?
3912	How was it possible anybody could doubt of the choice I should make in such an alternative?
3912	Of what consequence was this to them?
3912	They who suffer me to remain may in a moment drive me away, and can I hope my persecutors, seeing me happy, will leave me here to continue to be so?
3912	To what use were they to be put?
3912	To whom were these letters of consequence?
3912	Were they desirous of proving I was not a good Calvinist?
3912	What could the Sorbonne have to do in the matter?
3912	What therefore could I think of the visit of Barthes and the tender concern he showed for my welfare?
3912	What was become of them?
3912	What was to become of me at the beginning of the winter, without object, preparation, guide or carriage?
3912	What, therefore, did they want with me?
3912	Why came they to see me with such an equipage?
3912	Why did I not go to Neuchatel?
3912	Why have I not had reason to shed them more frequently?
3912	Why repeat their visit?
3912	Why were they so desirous of having me for their host?
3912	how deeply did they wound me when they deprived me of your friendship?
3912	what then should I have been had I published the''Treatise de l''Esprit'', or any similar work?
37635	''But what would these men be worth in the eyes of him who calls Shakespeare the god of the Theatre?
37635	''Will you do me the honour of accepting a copy of my works?''
37635	And why should not their law be ours?
37635	But what did their resistance mean?
37635	Criticizing this book, Mr. Swinburne remarked:''Has it not been steeped in the tears and the fire of live emotion?
37635	Does the world want conquering?
37635	England did not surrender the refugees, and why should Belgium be behindhand in magnanimity?
37635	In causing the recital of events of the past to coincide with the events of to- day, has chance had any purpose?
37635	The Opposition welcomed him as one of themselves, for in celebrating the marshals had not the poet celebrated the Empire?
37635	The essential improbability of such a character as Bug Jargal( by what means did the author get such an uncouth name?
37635	The goal may be far distant, but is that a reason for not striving to advance towards it?
37635	What did these six resentful spirits represent?
37635	What is the year 1880 to bring forth?''
37635	What man of our time is not indebted to him?
37635	What shall I say of Victor Hugo from the literary point of view?
37635	What would you have the historian do with this fellow?
37635	Whence, then, this onslaught?
37635	Why should you suppose me a fool?
37635	Will he be less severely punished for that reason?
37635	Without Virgil, Horace, Livy, Ovid, who would recognise Augustus in the midst of so many of his name?...
3909	Do you know that your letter frightens me? 3909 How is it possible,"said she to her,"you can not perceive there is a criminal intercourse between them?
3909	Why, my dear friend, do I not see you? 3909 Am I then a young man of whom Madam d''Houdetot ought to be afraid? 3909 But do you know in what manner I will make amends for my faults during the short space of time I have to remain near to you? 3909 By whom? 3909 Completely overcome, I was at all risks obliged to submit, and to resolve to brave the What will the world say of it? 3909 Could I avoid receiving her? 3909 Did not she come in search of me? 3909 Do you ever expect another opportunity like the present one, of giving her proofs of your gratitude? 3909 Do you find the weight of the obligations you are under to her uneasy to you? 3909 Do you imagine that anything coming from you can be forgotten in such a manner? 3909 Do you think me dupe enough to believe you have not comprehended what it meant? 3909 For how was I to get through it without exposing either Madam d''Houdetot or Theresa? 3909 Had I first sought after his mistress? 3909 Had not he himself sent her to me? 3909 Had you reason to be dissatisfied with him, do you think your friend capable of advising you to do a mean thing?
3909	Have you no fears lest your conduct should be misinterpreted?
3909	Hence, what is the law?
3909	How can the continued overflowings of a susceptible heart suffer it to be incessantly employed in so many little cares relative to the person?
3909	How could she, for whom I had never had a secret, have one from me?
3909	How could this agree with defects which are peculiar to little minds?
3909	How, therefore, was he my Mecaenas?
3909	I have been injured, but what does this signify?
3909	If these be the effects of friendship, what are those of enmity?
3909	In what light, therefore, could I consider her false and mysterious conduct?
3909	In what manner was I protected by him?
3909	Is it possible to dissimulate with persons whom we love?
3909	Is it with me or for me that you are angry?
3909	Is this, my dear friend, what we agreed upon?
3909	My God, what is the matter with you?
3909	She said her son and M. de Linant; and afterwards carelessly added,"And you, dear, will not you go also?"
3909	Should I, who never do ill to any person, be the innocent means of doing it to my friends?
3909	This he was delighted to discover; but how was he to take advantage of it without exposing himself?
3909	To suffer them to remain unemployed?
3909	To what end was I born with exquisite faculties?
3909	Was the conversation of that old woman agreeable enough to take her into favor, and of sufficient importance to make of it so great a secret?
3909	Was this manner of acting consistent with honor and uprightness?
3909	What could I do?
3909	What could I think of the sentiments with which she endeavored to inspire her daughter?
3909	What could she have to conceal from me whose happiness she knew principally consisted in that of herself and her daughter?
3909	What does it mean?
3909	What is to be done?
3909	What monstrous ingratitude was hers, to endeavor to instil it into her from whom I expected my greatest consolation?
3909	What powerful motives did I not call to my mind to stifle it?
3909	What scruple, thought I, ought I to make of a folly prejudicial to nobody but myself?
3909	What step did I take upon this occasion?
3909	What then is become of that friendship and confidence, and by what means have I lost them?
3909	What therefore did he mean by these precautions, delays, and mysteries?
3909	What was the subject of these singular conversations?
3909	What would I not have given to be the child of her mother?
3909	Why such a profound mystery?
3909	Will you three months hence be in a situation to perform the journey more at your ease than at present?
3909	With this I was as well acquainted as himself; the question was, by what means he had obtained it?
3909	Would not it be said by my presumptive remorse that, by my gallantry, manner and dress, I was going to seduce her?
3909	after these, what resentment can remain in the heart?
3909	by exalting himself, or endeavoring to abase me?
3909	was this a moment to harden it when it was overflowed by the tears which penetrated it in every part?
3909	was this ever possible?
3909	whether it was by merit or address?
16245	And who will enable us to pardon ourselves, if we cover ourselves with such infamy?
16245	Do you think,said he to M. Balasheff,"that I care a straw for these Polish jacobins?"
16245	What do you want?
16245	A man at Geneva said to me,"Do not you think that the prefect declares his opinion with a great deal of frankness?"
16245	After having sacrificed the ancient honor of his house, what strength remained to him of any kind?
16245	And what is the consequence of this servile obedience?
16245	And what reply did he make you?
16245	And why did he torment me in this manner?
16245	And will there never arise a man superior to this man, who will demonstrate its inutility?
16245	And yet, what would become of a country governed despotically, if a lawless tyrant had not to dread the edge of the poniard?
16245	But by what road to get to Sweden?
16245	But is not this deplorable system still in full sway in Europe?
16245	But the people are slaves, it will be said: what character therefore can they be supposed to have?
16245	But what came Bonaparte to offer?
16245	But who knows if the virtues which this war has developed, may not be exactly those which are likely to regenerate nations?
16245	But why should not you leave it then?
16245	But, in short, what destiny is there, great or little, which the man selected to humble man does not overthrow?
16245	By what could this rage have been provoked?
16245	Can she not live well and sleep well in a good house?"
16245	Did he bring a greater liberty to foreign nations?
16245	Has not General Bernadotte already taken the side of making peace with England?"
16245	Have you seen the Chinese town?
16245	His fellow citizens?
16245	How was it possible, after this horrible action, for a single monarch in Europe to connect himself with such a man?
16245	I answered,"do n''t you see that this can only be a report spread by the enemies of France?"
16245	I heard continually buzzing about me the commonplaces with which the world suffers itself to be led:"Has not she plenty of money?
16245	I will give orders for it: a residence in Paris?
16245	In short, what is it she wishes?"
16245	In the midst of all this noise, is there any room for love?
16245	In what did it then consist?
16245	It was easy for me to judge that I could not remain at Vienna after the French ambassador returned to it; what would then become of me?
16245	Necessity, will it be said?
16245	Opinion was in favor of the Duke d''Enghien, in favor of Moreau, in favor of Pichegru:--was it able to save them?
16245	Should I return to my father, or should I go into Germany?
16245	There is a sanctuary in the soul to which his empire never ought to penetrate; if there were not, what would virtue be upon this earth?
16245	To what miserable shifts are those princes reduced, who are constantly told that they must yield to circumstances?
16245	Was he in the right in doing away as much as he could, oriental manners from the bosom of his people?
16245	Was it necessary since that to be continually hearing of the triumphs of him who made his successes fall indiscriminately upon the heads of all?
16245	Was it possible that a foreign tyrant should reduce me to wish that the French should be beat?
16245	Was it right to punish such a being for the crime which his arm had committed?
16245	Was not thy wife fair and good?
16245	Wert thou then unhappy on this earth?
16245	What is it then I see, in advancing towards the North?
16245	What resources therefore could remain to him?
16245	What would war do, in the midst of such peaceable establishments?
16245	Where could these doves fly to, from the arms of the conqueror?
16245	Where is his country?
16245	Why is it, say they, that thou hast abandoned us?
16245	Why therefore hast thou left her?
16245	Why, said he to me yesterday, why does not Madame de Stael attach herself to my government?
16245	Will this oath ever allow me to revisit beautiful France?
16245	Will you, I was asked, buy some Cashmere shawls in the Tartar quarter?
16245	and have not the powerful of the earth carefully gathered up the shameful inheritance of him whom they have overthrown?
16245	and out of so many victories, has there ever arisen a single gleam of happiness for poor France?
16245	the payment of the deposit of her father?
16245	was it right to fix his capital in the north, and at the extremity of his empire?
16245	what is it she wants?
16245	what is it without independent organs to express it?
16245	what is it without the authority of law?
12478	''A- t- on vu de ma part le roi de Comagène?''
12478	''Comment est- il possible,''she asks,''qu''on craigne la fin d''une vie aussi triste?''
12478	''La scène est à Buthrote, ville d''Epire, dans une salle du palais de Pyrrhus''--could anything be more discouraging than such an announcement?
12478	''What do you do here?''
12478	--How is it that words of such slight import should hold such thrilling music?
12478	--Know''st thou not ghosts to sue?
12478	--how, face to face with splendours such as these, could one question for a moment the purity of the gem from which they sparkled?
12478	A devil-- or perhaps an angel?
12478	Ai- je donc élevé si haut votre fortune Pour mettre une barrière entre mon fils et moi?
12478	All poetry, to be poetry at all, must have the power of making one, now and then, involuntarily ejaculate:''What made him think of that?''
12478	Alzire was not; was she not wedded to the wicked Gusman?
12478	Am I not sufficiently unhappy in not having been born among you?''
12478	And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
12478	And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand?
12478	And, if he did that, of what consequence were the blemishes of his personal character?
12478	Are we to dismiss it, as Mrs. Macdonald dismisses it, as merely''psychological''?
12478	Art thou after all the tyrant of one world and the father of another?
12478	But how has it happened that the judgment of so many critics has been so completely led astray?
12478	But if, instead of asking what a writer is without, we try to discover simply what he is, will not our results be more worthy of our trouble?
12478	But is there not an enchantment?
12478	But then, to use Johnson''s own phrase, could anything be of less''relation to the purpose''?
12478	But there is something alarming too; was she perhaps right after all?
12478	But what are the conclusions which Mrs. Macdonald builds up from these foundations?
12478	But what is it that makes the English reader fail to recognise the beauty and the power of such passages as these?
12478	But who cares about what Milton had to say?
12478	But who could conceive of such a rhythm being ever applicable to the meaning and sentiment of these sentences from the_ Hydriotaphia_?
12478	But, after all, who can doubt that it is at Oxford that Browne himself would choose to linger?
12478	But, by this time, what has happened to the second brother?
12478	But, if we turn to the contemporaneous pages of Stendhal, what do we find?
12478	Could anything be more ingenious, or more neatly put, or more obviously true?
12478	Could anything drag more wretchedly than the_ dénouement_ of_ Cymbeline_?
12478	Could he himself have said?
12478	Dans le fond des forêts alloient- ils se cacher?
12478	Did his mind, obsessed and overwhelmed by images of death, crave at last for the one thing stranger than all these-- the experience of it?
12478	Did she feel that the time was coming when she should talk no more?
12478	Did some obscure instinct urge him forward, at this late hour, to break with the ties of a lifetime, and rush forth into the unknown?
12478	Do you blame me?
12478	Do you suppose that I am ignorant of all that a Wise Man might urge against my Conduct, my Tales, and my Language?
12478	Does Sir Walter mean to assert that Blake is, in this sense too,''consistent''?
12478	Does not History show that there have been great Rulers who were good Men?
12478	EMIRE: Que pouvez- vous, Madame?
12478	Entre Sénèque et vous disputez- vous la gloire A qui m''effacera plus tôt de sa mémoire?
12478	Est- ce une illusion?
12478	Et repoussées par qui?
12478	Everyone, it is true, has heard of him; but who has read him?
12478	For such benefits as these who would not be grateful?
12478	For what is the principle which underlies and justifies the unities of time and place?
12478	From such a state of affairs, what interesting and romantic developments may not follow?
12478	Grimm had four months at his disposal; he was undisturbed in his own house; why should he not have burnt the draft page by page as it was copied out?
12478	Had Madame d''Epinay merely intended to write a_ roman à clef_?
12478	Had he perhaps, in some secret corner of his brain, into which even he hardly dared to look, a premonition of the future?
12478	Has he entered into the springs of the sea?
12478	Has he forgotten_ Lamia_?
12478	Have the Europeans alone the right to please thee?
12478	He can express alike the beautiful tenderness of love, and the hectic, dizzy, and appalling frenzy of extreme rage:--... What shall I do?
12478	He can not help wondering:''Whether great- ear''d persons have short necks, long feet, and loose bellies?''
12478	He offers one an exquisite dish of whipped cream; one swallows down the unsubstantial trifle, and asks impatiently if that is all?
12478	He walked out twice; was he still happy?
12478	Her future was uncertain; she had grown scornful of the West-- must she return to it?
12478	Her talk, full of the trenchant nonchalance of those days, was both amusing and alarming:''My dear Hester, what are you saying?''
12478	How many among Apollo''s pew- renters, one wonders, have ever read Beddoes, or, indeed, have ever heard of him?
12478	How many have so much as glanced at the imposing volumes of_ L''Esprit des Moeurs_?
12478	How many persons now living have travelled through_ La Henriade_ or_ La Pucelle_?
12478	How wide, one would like to know, was Milton''s''view of humanity''?
12478	If Men were told the Truth, might they not believe it?
12478	If the Opportunity of Virtue and Wisdom is never to be offer''d''em, how can we be sure that they would not be willing to take it?
12478	If there are ghosts to raise, What shall I call, Out of hell''s murky haze, Heaven''s blue pall?
12478	In such a world, why should poetry, more than anything else, be mysterious?
12478	In this land of faery, is it right to neglect the goblins?
12478	In this world of dreams, are we justified in ignoring the nightmares?
12478	Is all this evidence to be put on one side as of no account?
12478	Is it not thus, then, that we should imagine him in the last years of his life?
12478	Is it possible to test a poet''s greatness by the largeness of his''view of life''?
12478	Is not that tremendous?
12478	Is that wonderful''trente''an''épithète rare''?
12478	Is there no way for men to be, but women Must be half- workers?
12478	Is there not a flow of lovely sound whose beauty grows upon the ear, and dwells exquisitely within the memory?
12478	Is there not a vision?
12478	Is this Caliban addressing Prospero, or Job addressing God?
12478	It is amusing to note the exclamations which rise to the lips of Voltaire''s characters in moments of extreme excitement--_Qu''entends- je?
12478	It is not, of course, as delightful as Boswell; but who re- opens Boswell?
12478	It was clear that Necker was not a fool, and yet-- what was it?
12478	Je veux savoir son français; que m''importe sa morale?
12478	Look at the World at this moment, and what do we see?
12478	MOSES All this may be true, my good Friends; but what are the Conclusions you would draw from your Raillery?
12478	MR. LOKE Are not you too hasty?
12478	May we not guess that he breathed in there, in his boyhood, some part of that mysterious and charming spirit which pervades his words?
12478	More complete, perhaps; but would it be more convincing?
12478	Ne l''osez- vous laisser un moment sur sa foi?
12478	Ne le verrai- je plus qu''à titre d''importune?
12478	Or has he walked in the search of the depth?
12478	Or let us listen to the voice of Phèdre, when she learns that Hippolyte and Aricie love one another: Les a- t- on vus souvent se parler, se chercher?
12478	Or, if he did, would more of him be visible than the last curl of his full- bottomed wig, whisking away into the outer darkness?
12478	Où suis- je?
12478	Poets, no doubt, were all very well in their way, but really, if they began squabbling with noblemen, what could they expect?
12478	Pourquoi, sans Hippolyte, Des héros de la Grèce assembla- t- il l''élite?
12478	Pourquoi, trop jeune encor, ne pûtes- vous alors Entrer dans le vaisseau qui le mit sur nos bords?
12478	Que dis- tu?
12478	Que faisiez- vous alors?
12478	Que vois- je?
12478	Racine''s way is different, but is it less masterly?
12478	Réellement la trouvez- vous belle?
12478	The East alone was sympathetic, the East alone was tolerable-- but could she cut herself off for ever from the past?
12478	The answer is obvious: why should we not suppose that the writers were not liars at all, but simply novelists?
12478	The book is published; but then how can he appear in Paris until he is quite sure of its success?
12478	The hero adored by Alzire had, it is true, perished; but then what could be more natural than his resurrection?
12478	The type may be a little faded, and the paper a little yellow; but what of that?
12478	There can be only one reply: Why_ should_ he?
12478	These discrepancies are curious: how can we account for such odd differences of taste?
12478	This is a pretty picture, but is it true?
12478	Virtue, in fact, is not only virtuous, it is triumphant; what would you more?
12478	Voltaire leapt up from the pillows:''Ne savez- vous pas,''he shouted,''que les scorbutiques meurent l''oeil enflammé?''
12478	Vous l''ai- je confié pour en faire un ingrat, Pour être, sous son nom, les maîtres de l''état?
12478	Was he, in the depths of his consciousness, aware that this was so?
12478	Was it his very coldness that subdued her?
12478	Was there ever a more incongruous company, a queerer trysting- place, for Goneril and Desdemona, Ariel and Lady Macbeth?
12478	What could have induced such a man, the impatient reader is sometimes tempted to ask, to set himself up as a judge of poetry?
12478	What did she lose by it?
12478	What ghostly knowledge of eternal love?
12478	What has he to do with Shakespeare, with Dante, with Sophocles?
12478	What inducement could Bolingbroke have had for such liberality towards a man who had betrayed him?
12478	What is it, then, that makes the difference?
12478	What mattered it that her marriage vow had been sworn before an alien God?
12478	What more could anyone desire?
12478	What need is there to say that the noble Peruvians did not hesitate for a moment?
12478	What shall it profit a man, one is tempted to exclaim, if he gain his own soul, and lose the whole world?
12478	What traces do such passages as these show of''serene self- possession,''of''the highest wisdom and peace,''or of''meditative romance''?
12478	What were his true intentions?
12478	What wheels?
12478	What, then, is the ordinary doctrine?
12478	Who can tell?
12478	Who can wonder that he was misunderstood, and buffeted, and driven mad?
12478	Who can wonder that, in his agitations, his perplexities, his writhings, he seemed, to the pupils of Voltaire, little less than a frenzied fiend?
12478	Who lives, but thou and I, My heavenly wife?...
12478	Who will match them among the formal elegances of Racine?''
12478	Who would not seek to make them known to others, that they too may enjoy, and render thanks?
12478	Why does it sometimes matter to us a great deal, and sometimes not at all, whether virtue is rewarded or not?
12478	Why is this?
12478	Why should a happy ending seem in one case futile, and in another satisfactory?
12478	Why should he not continue indefinitely telling us about''Old Salisbury''and''Old Madagascar''?
12478	Why should he stop?
12478	Why?
12478	Will not this hypothesis fit into the facts just as well as Mrs. Macdonald''s?
12478	Would Racine find a place in the picture at all?
12478	_ Où sont les neiges d''antan_?
12478	and what dread feet?
12478	boiling In leads or oils?
12478	burning bright''; and who can fail to perceive the difference?
12478	can it be true that thou art but the Deity of another universe?
12478	fires?
12478	of Athalie-- who can forget these things, these wondrous microcosms of tragedy?
12478	racks?
12478	still linger, perhaps, in the schoolroom; but what has become of_ Oreste_, and of_ Mahomet_, and of_ Alzire_?
12478	what flaying?
12478	what old or newer torture Must I receive, whose every word deserves To taste of thy most worst?
41949	Kiss- me- darling,or"roe''s- breast?"
41949	(_ As she is passing in the door, she turns, on hearing Cyrano speak._) And what question do you intend, as is your wo nt, to propound to him to- day?
41949	(_ Astounded on recognising Christian_) and he?
41949	(_ Brandishes his sword._) What say you?.... That it''s useless?.... Don''t I know?
41949	(_ Exeunt Sisters._) The hour strikes.... he''s coming.--Where are my skeins!--He''s not here yet?
41949	(_ Extends his hand to him._) And what are you doing now, my brother poet?
41949	(_ He opens the letter, reads, and stops._) What is this?....
41949	(_ He strikes._) Submit?
41949	(_ Kisses her hand._) Are you satisfied?
41949	(_ Le Bret comes down._) You are looking for Bergerac?
41949	(_ She removes some dead leaves from her work._) Moreover, what could prevent his coming?
41949	(_ She weeps softly._) Is it not true that he had an exquisite soul, a marvellous one?
41949	(_ The street is crowded with pedestrians, chaises and coaches, all stopping before the door._) You saw Roxane?
41949	(_ With his finger he, three times, strikes his nose._) You understand?
41949	--Who are you all?
41949	--_Fierce_:"When you use tobacco, Sir, can you emit smoke from that nose without your neighbours''crying that there is a chimney on fire?"
41949	--_Innocent_:"When is this monument open to visitors?"
41949	--_Inquisitive_:"What may this oblong thing be used for?
41949	--_Lyric_:"Is it a shell trumpet, and are you a triton?"
41949	--_Pleasant_:"Do you love birds so much that you feel bound to offer them so comfortable a resting place?"
41949	--_Practical_:"Will you put it up in a lottery?
41949	.... Christian, will you?
41949	A ballade?
41949	A little round spot?....
41949	A lowly ivy be That licks the trunk it uses for support?
41949	A sublime spirit?
41949	A tall man?
41949	A woman or a man?
41949	A writing- desk or a tool- chest?"
41949	Abominably so?
41949	Above?
41949	After all, what is a kiss?
41949	Am I in Algiers, and are you a native?
41949	Am I intoxicated?....
41949	Am I not right in stating that he is no ordinary man?
41949	And I should ruin yours because I happen, by mere chance, to have the gift of expressing.... that which no doubt you feel?
41949	And he was truly so?....
41949	And he writes?
41949	And his last letter lies on your heart always?
41949	And how is our friend?
41949	And how many times a week did I write?....
41949	And is Christian so very clever?....
41949	And is not this just as lovely as possible?
41949	And it is to tell me this that you asked me to meet you here?
41949	And no one answers him?....
41949	And not yet drunk?....
41949	And now you will be cool?
41949	And now?
41949	And of this?
41949	And pretty?
41949	And she?....
41949	And so you persist in remaining in this seclusion, uselessly lovely, forever in mourning?
41949	And so you play with people as with mice, Roxane?
41949	And so, quick, quick, we throw away our little heart?....
41949	And that is?....
41949	And that we challenge any beardless hero who, through influence, and not being really a Gascon, manages to get assigned to our Gascon Company?
41949	And the stage?
41949	And then you would love him still?
41949	And then?
41949	And then?....
41949	And this?
41949	And what is that?
41949	And what was it, please?
41949	And what will_ you_ have?
41949	And who may be these two songsters?
41949	And you are going?....
41949	And you do not insist?
41949	And you imagine how I tremble for him?
41949	And, in order to gain time, what shall we do?
41949	And, tell me, Sir, which one of the six did you adopt?
41949	Any objection made?
41949	Are not their hearts the same when you stop?
41949	Are you a new Diogenes?
41949	Are you coming?
41949	Are you fond of cake and such?
41949	Are you fond of cream cakes?
41949	Are you ready?
41949	Are you the groom?
41949	As I was endeavouring to overtake him, and as he was turning the corner, a window above him opened, and,--was it through accident?
41949	Ask publishers to print My verse-- at my expense?
41949	Be terrorized by journals vague and small, And hope the while they''ll not forget me?
41949	Beneath the ribs?
41949	Boasting?....
41949	But here arose the question:"Him"or"He"of Haughty- Hall?
41949	But how can I get away?
41949	But how can I?....
41949	But how could you get through their lines?
41949	But how is it that you?....
41949	But how is it you still can read?
41949	But how were you ruined so?
41949	But just now, then.... this weakness?....
41949	But mind and wit?
41949	But mind and wit?
41949	But the reason?....
41949	But was what you said really true?
41949	But what cares Cyrano?
41949	But what is it you were going to say before this disturbance?
41949	But what is the matter with your eyes?
41949	But where shall we get all these good things?
41949	But who would abdicate the honour of being a target?
41949	But why a hundred men against a poor poet?
41949	But why do you speak so.... deliberately?
41949	But you, Sir, must have noticed it?
41949	But, after all, Sir, what reason is there for your hating Montfleury?
41949	But, first, you-- who will present you to me?
41949	But, gentlemen, are you all barons?
41949	By what, by whom?
41949	By what?
41949	Captain?
41949	Cards?
41949	Colour?
41949	Cousin, how do you do?
41949	Creep up by stealth, instead of rising strong?
41949	Cyrano listens to the archlutes; one of them plays a lively air, and the other a sad one._) Lively?....
41949	Dear boy?
41949	Dear boy?
41949	Dice?
41949	Did I say: a word?
41949	Did I?
41949	Did her eyes seem to detest you?
41949	Did my nose move?
41949	Did you not ask, Madamoiselle, why against this one rimester a hundred men were sent?
41949	Did you not say that some day, perhaps, you would allow me to read it?
41949	Disfigured?
41949	Do n''t you know?
41949	Do you know that they fired on my coach?
41949	Do you know?
41949	Do you like all cakes?
41949	Do you mean to say that for a few short love letters?....
41949	Do you not think I read letters well?
41949	Do you recall the night when Christian spoke His love for you-- beneath your balcony?
41949	Do you see him often?
41949	Do you take his part?
41949	Do you?
41949	Does Cyrano ever come to see you?
41949	Does anyone know who it is?
41949	Does she love me?
41949	Drink a little.--Why have you tears in your eyes?
41949	Eight?....
41949	Entire?
41949	Ever true to his memory?
41949	Ever weigh, observe and fear?
41949	Every day?
41949	Fighting?
41949	Fly?
41949	For breakfast eat a toad?
41949	For what some others prized before to- day?
41949	For what?
41949	For whom I tremble?
41949	Forever prove how pliant is a spine?
41949	Ghastly pale?
41949	Give-- only to exact?
41949	Going to say?....
41949	Grotesque?
41949	Guiche jumps back._) What is this?
41949	Has he fainted?
41949	Has your imagination the gout, that it limps so?
41949	Have I attacked some noble weather- vane?
41949	Have n''t you a fish- hook?
41949	Have ready praise for all, and strive to be A pygmy hero in a puny ring?
41949	Have you gone mad?
41949	He doubts, perhaps, the truth of what I said?....
41949	He is a cadet, you say?
41949	He is in great pain?
41949	He is not dead?....
41949	He might come here less often?
41949	He was there?
41949	He would dare?....
41949	His name?
41949	How I managed to find the army?
41949	How about that bag of coin?
41949	How about the money we''ll have to return?
41949	How about your white scarf?
41949	How are you all?
41949	How are you, dear?
41949	How can I detain Guiche fifteen minutes?
41949	How can you know?....
41949	How can you think of eating before so exquisite a woman?....
41949	How could you pass?
41949	How do you do, cousin?
41949	How is it you do not tease Sister Martha to- day?
41949	How is this?
41949	How many do you estimate I have made to- day?
41949	How many foes?
41949	How much?
41949	How small?
41949	How so?
41949	How so?
41949	How so?
41949	How so?
41949	How soon?
41949	How?
41949	How?....
41949	Hush!--Red or white?--Bread, Monsieur de Carbon!--A knife?--Your plate!--Meat pie?--Champagne wine?--Chicken?
41949	I adore Berenice: do I look like a Titus?
41949	I be seen, in private?
41949	I have no gloves on?....
41949	I have what?
41949	I love Cleopatra: do I resemble a Cæsar?
41949	I may open?
41949	I thank you, no!--Inscribe the verse I write To money bags, and play the low buffoon, To cause, on lips that I despise, a smile?
41949	I want to make you taste some broth..... Will you come?
41949	I was passing.... Is Christian still here?
41949	I?
41949	I?
41949	I?
41949	I?....
41949	I?....
41949	I?....
41949	If I were homely?
41949	In colour unhealthy?
41949	In shape indecent?
41949	In this country are people''s faces black?
41949	Indeed, sincere and strong?--You felt it so?....
41949	Insist?
41949	Is he dead?
41949	Is it going to the war?
41949	Is it not true, Mother, that he has been coming here, every Saturday, for the last ten years?
41949	Is it possible?
41949	Is it repulsive?
41949	Is it soft and swinging like an elephant''s trunk?
41949	Is it upon a moon or an earth that my dead weight has just landed?
41949	Is n''t it inconvenient?
41949	Is she trying to convert you?
41949	Is that all?
41949	Is that what he says?
41949	Is there a wart on the end of it?
41949	Is there anything extraordinary about it?
41949	It is?....
41949	It looks like a squash, does it not?
41949	It''s Magdeleine, your cousin?
41949	Let us all go?
41949	Marquis, you know them all?
41949	May I enquire?
41949	May we stay a while?
41949	Montfleury comes in at once, does he not?
41949	My dear friend, I feel very hungry....(_ Eating_) Well?
41949	My letters?
41949	My narrative?
41949	No doubt you''ve read Don Quixote?
41949	No one?
41949	No patron?
41949	Not a name?
41949	Now, what is this_ panache_ upon which"Cyrano"sets such a high value?
41949	O goose, where shall I puncture thee?
41949	Of course.... and then?....
41949	Of noble birth?
41949	Of?....
41949	On what field did we ever camp together?
41949	One hundred men against one: you!--So, good bye!--We are the best of friends, are we not?
41949	One hundred men, you say?
41949	Or a fly?
41949	Or crooked like the beak of an owl?
41949	Or is it a phenomenon?
41949	Or through the breast, where ribbons be?
41949	Or try to build a name Upon a single sonnet, sooner than Write other sonnets?
41949	Paid by whom?
41949	Perhaps the gentleman finds it rather large?
41949	Place gossip far above poetic lines?
41949	Probably you think that I can not?....
41949	Ragueneau, what time is it?
41949	Rather a sudden sentiment, is it not?
41949	Ready?....
41949	Really, you noticed it?
41949	Ridicule?
41949	Ridiculously then?
41949	Roxane, tell me how?....
41949	Sad?
41949	Sad?....
41949	Seek favour from the solemn councils held By pompous fools in taverns and the like?
41949	Set out to find a power, influence, A master, then?
41949	Shall I ever see you again?....
41949	Shall I face her?
41949	Shall I present you?
41949	She really told you so?
41949	Since now for both of us the time has come, What words shall I expect from you?
41949	Sir, have you seen Monsieur de Cyrano?
41949	Sir?
41949	Six?
41949	So dangerous?
41949	So that she bursts out laughing into my face.... under my very nose?
41949	So then, Sir, you have thorough knowledge of quavers?
41949	So you are a true Gascon, after all, in spite of your lace?
41949	So, it is you?
41949	So, now your sadness is no more?
41949	So, then, you mean to seek revenge on my cousin Cyrano?
41949	So, you desire to make a widow of me?
41949	Solicit, beg, crave notoriety?
41949	Some bore?
41949	Something important?....
41949	Stupid?
41949	Suppose we fence a bit?
41949	Suppose we have them now?
41949	Surprised by what?
41949	Tears?....
41949	Tease?
41949	That I love?
41949	That he had a heart large and brave, too deep to be fathomed by the crowd?
41949	That he was a thrilling poet, an adorable one?
41949	That man?....
41949	That talking hogshead?
41949	That you adore me?....
41949	The Academy is here?....
41949	The Cadets continue to play and smoke._) Shall I have you punished by your Captain?
41949	The Cardinal?
41949	The author, please?
41949	The brother of Roxane?
41949	The coast is clear?
41949	The loveliest?....
41949	The matter?
41949	The right thing to do?
41949	The scene was very effective, was it not?
41949	Then must I go upon the stage to cut up this overgrown sausage into slices?
41949	Then you have not spoken to each other?
41949	Then?....
41949	They lunged, I parried, and struck down, how many?....
41949	They seem to drink your verse, my friend; but see you not How they assimilate your stock of eatables?
41949	This commonplace drunkard?....
41949	This little round spot?....
41949	This morning?
41949	This woman is?....
41949	Through what?
41949	Through you?
41949	Thus, written at random, will it fit Roxane?
41949	To each other almost invisible?
41949	To give them your blessing will take you.... how long?
41949	To learn how I got up there?
41949	To- day what can he have become?
41949	Understood?....
41949	Unfortunate Cyrano!--We must break the news gently to Roxane.--And what said the doctor?
41949	Was it not, soubrette?
41949	Wear out, or soil, especially my knees?
41949	Weep?
41949	Well then?....
41949	Well, then, how do you know?
41949	Well, then?
41949	Well, what are you waiting for?
41949	Well, what?
41949	Well, where''s the harm?
41949	Well, who''ll be number one?
41949	Well, you king of knaves, shall I be forced to plant a grove of these upon your shoulders?
41949	Well?
41949	Were you exposed to any peril?
41949	What ails you?
41949	What ails you?
41949	What are dwarfs to me?....
41949	What are these men here for?
41949	What are you muttering?
41949	What are you nibbling at?
41949	What can I do?
41949	What can this infernal monk be doing?
41949	What colour, Count?
41949	What could we find to devour?
41949	What country is this?
41949	What day?
41949	What for?
41949	What for?
41949	What for?
41949	What has happened?
41949	What have they done to you?
41949	What have you killed?
41949	What is a love we owe To passing gifts, to beauty doomed to fade?
41949	What is going on?
41949	What is it now?
41949	What is it you propose?
41949	What is it, little ones?
41949	What is it, my love?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?
41949	What is it?....
41949	What is it?....
41949	What is that, if you please?
41949	What is this, now?
41949	What is this?
41949	What is your secret?....
41949	What makes you drag your feet along so?
41949	What matters it?
41949	What month?
41949	What new rimes can you give us, Ragueneau?
41949	What of it?
41949	What pinches so my heart?....
41949	What powerful patron have you?
41949	What secret?
41949	What shall we do with them?
41949	What should I do?....
41949	What sort of air would suit Gassendi?
41949	What system is yours?
41949	What the deuce was he doing, what the deuce was he doing in that galley?....
41949	What then?
41949	What think you of that?
41949	What time is it?
41949	What time is it?
41949	What time is it?
41949	What troubles you?
41949	What were we saying?....
41949	What were we speaking of?....
41949	What will all this lead you to?
41949	What will you be pleased to do?
41949	What would you do with prose?
41949	What''s amiss with it?
41949	What''s that?
41949	What''s that?
41949	What''s this?
41949	What''s this?
41949	What, is it possible?....
41949	What?
41949	What?
41949	What?
41949	What?
41949	What?
41949	What?....
41949	What?....
41949	When?....
41949	When?....
41949	Where am I?
41949	Where can I find Lignière?
41949	Where have I fallen like a meteorite?
41949	Where''s that?....
41949	Where?
41949	Where?....
41949	Where?....
41949	Wherefor?
41949	Which is?....
41949	Which one?
41949	Who are these people dying so bravely?
41949	Who calls me?
41949	Who cares for recoil?
41949	Who fought so bravely?
41949	Who goes there?
41949	Who is I?
41949	Who is this Cyrano?
41949	Who is this gentleman?
41949	Who is this man?
41949	Who is this?
41949	Who knows?
41949	Who?
41949	Who?
41949	Who?....
41949	Whom I love?
41949	Whom?
41949	Whom?
41949	Whose brother?
41949	Why all this firing?
41949	Why did I worry so?
41949	Why did he withhold it until now?
41949	Why do n''t you once bring back some provisions?
41949	Why do you not answer?....
41949	Why hesitate?
41949	Why is it I hear words so sweet only on the day of my departure?
41949	Why not?
41949	Why not?
41949	Why not?
41949	Why not?
41949	Why not?
41949	Why not?
41949	Why not?
41949	Why not?
41949	Why should n''t you look at it?
41949	Why should you make so many enemies?
41949	Why sip by drops the waters of a spring, When from a river we can freely quaff?
41949	Why so?
41949	Why so?
41949	Why so?
41949	Why so?
41949	Why then allow a silence that''s sublime To break as now?
41949	Why, gentlemen, are you all from Gascony?
41949	Why, then, seem to revile it?
41949	Why?
41949	Will the violins supply the music?
41949	Will you accept my hand to pass them in review?....
41949	Will you allow the soul so ill- restrained by my buckskin here to breathe and sing beneath your embroidered doublet?....
41949	Will you be kind enough to bring up a drum?
41949	Will you be mine?
41949	Would it give you so much pleasure?
41949	Would you believe it?
41949	Would you feel equal to repeating the daily lessons I could give you?
41949	Would you have me destroy your happiness because of my good looks?
41949	Yes, different; for, now that darkness shields me, I dare to be myself at last, I dare....(_ He stops, bewildered._) Where was I?....
41949	Yes, sir; the famous:"What the deuce was he doing?...."
41949	Yes?
41949	You are going to leave town, then?
41949	You are not going to dinner, Sir?
41949	You are serving the King with these hare- brained Gascons, are you not?
41949	You can not imagine?
41949	You certainly must have rimed some five- act tragedy?
41949	You desire to?....
41949	You did n''t tell them where I am?
41949	You do?....
41949	You found a doctor?
41949	You have forgiven me?
41949	You have then some regard for me?
41949	You know how fond of you I''ve always been?
41949	You know of this trifle?....
41949	You like it?
41949	You love her?
41949	You love him even dead?
41949	You rascal, did I not suspend you for a month?
41949	You read aloud?
41949	You recalcitrate?
41949	You stop at the word.... in my presence?
41949	You surprise me.... Why not?
41949	You were saying?....
41949	You will have to take them away when I make a sign to you.... What time is it?
41949	You''ll be his friend?
41949	You, Sir?
41949	You, Sir?
41949	You, then?
41949	You?
41949	Your letter?....
41949	again?
41949	another very simple matter, I suppose?
41949	do n''t you think he deserves something to eat?
41949	do you remember all his letters?
41949	friend, what ails you?
41949	his letter?....
41949	man, is that the fashion for hooks?
41949	no high- born gentleman whose name can shield you?
41949	tell me why, why you came?
41949	the Guards are going there?
41949	the Guards?
41949	this fainting?
41949	through these years why were you silent thus, Since on these lines, not his by word or thought, The tears were yours?
41949	what is the matter with your hand?
41949	what is the matter?
41949	what is the matter?
41949	what is the matter?....
41949	who goes there?
41949	who goes there?
41949	why, indeed?
41949	will the"précieuse"turn out to be a heroine?
41949	with what?
41949	wounded?
41949	wrap them up, hey?....
41949	you did?
41949	you wish?....
1254	''Kiss me, my darling,''or''Timid Fawn?''
1254	''Tis Fate''s decree I love the fairest-- how were''t otherwise?
1254	''Tis you?
1254	( A silence): Modest?
1254	( A spectator says something to him in a low voice): Is''t true?
1254	( Briskly, to the second page, the moment the doorkeeper''s back is turned): Have you string?
1254	( Changing her tone): How mean you to play your revenge on Cyrano?
1254	( He controls himself): What said I?.
1254	( He kisses her hand): Are you content?
1254	( He looks around on all sides): Monsieur de Cyrano is not here?
1254	( He puts his finger three times, mysteriously, on his nose): Do you understand?
1254	( He puts his head in): Why?.
1254	( He raises his sword): What say you?
1254	( He stops, falters): What say I?
1254	( He strikes): Surrender, I?
1254	( Le Bret comes towards them): Seek you for De Bergerac?
1254	( Le Bret descends): How goes it with our friend?
1254	( Lise, who is talking tenderly to the musketeer, starts, and comes down toward Cyrano): So this fine captain is laying siege to you?
1254	( Looking at De Guiche): But were it not wisest that the Count retire?
1254	( Recognizing Christian, in amazement): He?
1254	( Seeing him turning to enter the tent): Where are you going?
1254	( She turns): What mean you to question him on, as is your wo nt, to- night?
1254	( They engage): Better for you had you lain low; Where skewer my cock?
1254	( To Bellerose): May I stay?
1254	( To Lise, showing her the lyre, with a conscious look): Is it not beautiful?
1254	( To Ragueneau): Up on your seat!--Is everything covered up?
1254	( To Ragueneau): What time is it?
1254	( To Roxane): A word, with your permission?
1254	( To Roxane): Submit you?
1254	( To Roxane): That night when''neath your window Christian spoke--Under your balcony, you remember?
1254	( To the children): What?
1254	( To the friar): What time need you to tie the marriage- knot?
1254	( Triumphantly to Cyrano): How like you those lines?
1254	( Turning to the actress): Did you not ask, young lady, for what cause Against this rhymer fivescore men were sent?
1254	( With increasing enthusiasm):''At the envoi''s end--''CYRANO: What hour is it now, Ragueneau?
1254	( eating): You said--?
1254	( to Ragueneau): How went the scene?
1254	--But why so faltering?
1254	--Fire!--No!--The coachman cries!--What does he say?
1254	--Give you such pleasure?
1254	--I can not guess what time that fall embraced!-- That I was in that saffron- colored ball?
1254	--What is the smell I notice here?
1254	--What now?--A hit?
1254	--Why, why keep silence all these fourteen years, When, on this letter, which he never wrote, The tears were your tears?
1254	--Will you be mine?
1254	--With frame aweary climbing stairs?--a skin Grown grimed and horny,--here, about the knees?
1254	.?
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1254	.?
1254	.All these gentlemen of haughty mien, Are they the famous?.
1254	.And his last letter, ever next your heart?
1254	.Four?.
1254	.My poor child, you who love but flowing words, Bright wit,--what if he be a lout unskilled?
1254	.So you can play tricks on people?.
1254	.Three times?.
1254	.Twice in the week?.
1254	.What do you now, Old comrade?
1254	.What has chanced?
1254	.What''s o''clock?
1254	.When?
1254	.Why turn you not a jest on his nose?
1254	.You suffer?
1254	.You''ll come?
1254	.a Triton you?''
1254	.a master?.
1254	.one New-- villen-- viller-- ROXANE: Of high stature?
1254	.suddenly, from out a window Where he was passing-- was it chance?.
1254	.suppose That the tobacco- smoke spouts from your nose-- Do not the neighbors, as the fumes rise higher, Cry terror- struck:"The chimney is afire"?''
1254	.to tell?.
1254	.to?.
1254	A CADET: All that?
1254	A LACKEY( astonished): The Marquises!--in the pit?.
1254	A MAN OF LETTERS( with writing- board): A few details?.
1254	A SPANISH OFFICER( uncovering): Who are these men who rush on death?
1254	A Tito to aspire to Berenice?
1254	A YOUNG MAN( to Cyrano): But pray, Sir, for what reason, say, Hate you Montfleury?
1254	A native you?
1254	ALL THE CADETS( stand up and rush to take arms): What?
1254	ALL: How?
1254	ALL: What''s that?
1254	ANOTHER( already there): Champagne?.
1254	ANOTHER( clapping him on the shoulder): A word?
1254	ANOTHER( jumping down-- to an old actor): And you?.
1254	ANOTHER: But where on earth find it?
1254	ANOTHER: What, in God''s name, can we devour?
1254	Ah, what has chanced?
1254	All smoke and play): Shall I command your Captain punish you?
1254	Am I mad?
1254	And as for the theater, which you love?
1254	And how oft, pray you, have I written?.
1254	And now,--What say you, Sir?
1254	And what of that?
1254	Ay, I know But who fights ever hoping for success?
1254	BRISSAILLE( laughing): Not drunk as yet?
1254	BRISSAILLE: Who was it?
1254	Be terrorized by every prating paper?
1254	Bribe kindly editors To spread abroad my verses?
1254	But you must have been asked frequently to give an account of where you were going, Madame?
1254	But-- sing?
1254	By whom posted?
1254	CARBON: Ay, if the Spaniards knew,''twere ill for us, But they know nothing of it?
1254	CARBON: How gain it?
1254	CARBON: Our demon has become a saint?
1254	CARBON: What is it?
1254	CARBON: Wherefore?
1254	CHRISTIAN( folding his arms): That was simple, too?
1254	CHRISTIAN( letting go of his wrists): But where can I find him?
1254	CHRISTIAN( rushing forward): Why have you come?
1254	CHRISTIAN( same play): Well?
1254	CHRISTIAN( starting): Who is yonder man?
1254	CHRISTIAN( still holding him): What is it?
1254	CHRISTIAN( taking her hands): Now tell me why-- Why, by these fearful paths so perilous-- Across these ranks of ribald soldiery, You have come?
1254	CHRISTIAN( to Cyrano, pulling him by his cloak): Why?
1254	CHRISTIAN: And now?
1254	CHRISTIAN: And why not?
1254	CHRISTIAN: At what?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Because my face is haply fair, shall I Destroy your happiness?
1254	CHRISTIAN: But why?.
1254	CHRISTIAN: How so?
1254	CHRISTIAN: How so?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Pray, what skills it best to do To Southerners who swagger?.
1254	CHRISTIAN: She loves me?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Should?.
1254	CHRISTIAN: Ugly?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Wept?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Were it not well To change some words?
1254	CHRISTIAN: What do you mean?
1254	CHRISTIAN: What is this secret?
1254	CHRISTIAN: What may that be?
1254	CHRISTIAN: What say you?
1254	CHRISTIAN: What would he?.
1254	CHRISTIAN: What?
1254	CHRISTIAN: What?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Where are they posted?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Whose brother?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Why do you look at me thus?
1254	CHRISTIAN: Will it please you so?
1254	CRIES: In the camp?
1254	CUIGY( to Cyrano): Here is Monsieur de Guiche?
1254	CUIGY: Is it not true that he is the strangest of men?
1254	CYRANO( after a pause): Was it to tell me this you brought me here?
1254	CYRANO( appearing from the tent, very calm, with a pen stuck behind his ear and a book in his hand): What is wrong?
1254	CYRANO( beside himself for joy): Calm?
1254	CYRANO( carelessly): Not I. LISE( to the musketeer): And you?
1254	CYRANO( coming toward them): The tale?.
1254	CYRANO( coming up to her): But how, in Heaven''s name?.
1254	CYRANO( confused): Where?
1254	CYRANO( eating his grapes): How many think you I have made to- night?
1254	CYRANO( enchanted): Then you have his letters by heart?
1254	CYRANO( feigning great alarm): Am I in Africa?
1254	CYRANO( imperturbably): Is that all?.
1254	CYRANO( in a dreamy voice): What''s o''clock?
1254	CYRANO( intercepting him): Where am I?
1254	CYRANO( laughing bitterly): That I should love?.
1254	CYRANO( making a step toward Christian): To- day?
1254	CYRANO( opening his eyes, in an unconcerned voice): What is this?
1254	CYRANO( overwhelmed): See me?
1254	CYRANO( pretending to be reassured): In Venice?
1254	CYRANO( radiant): The Cardinal-- was there?
1254	CYRANO( raising his head a minute): Eight?.
1254	CYRANO( reappearing, fully armed): What?
1254	CYRANO( shaking his head): Look I a Caesar to woo Cleopatra?
1254	CYRANO( smiling and sitting up): What now?
1254	CYRANO( smiling): Christian has so brilliant a wit?
1254	CYRANO( starting): Before this rabble?--I?.
1254	CYRANO( starting): What mean you?
1254	CYRANO( taking her hand): But are you sure you told him all the truth?
1254	CYRANO( taking it): Have I your leave to open?
1254	CYRANO( taking off his hat, and bowing as if the viscount had introduced himself): Ah?.
1254	CYRANO( taking the letter, with an innocent look): A spot?
1254	CYRANO( to Cuigy): Who is that gentleman?
1254	CYRANO( to the friar): What do you, playing at Diogenes?
1254	CYRANO( turning round): What?
1254	CYRANO( turning round): Who''s that?
1254	CYRANO( walking straight up to him): Well, what is there strange?
1254	CYRANO( who has been watching, goes toward Ragueneau): Lulled by your voice, did you see how they were stuffing themselves?
1254	CYRANO( with a screech of terror, which makes De Guiche start back): No?
1254	CYRANO( without lifting his eyes from his book): And your white scarf?
1254	CYRANO: A boast?
1254	CYRANO: A hundred men?
1254	CYRANO: A kiss, when all is said,--what is it?
1254	CYRANO: And what may that be?
1254	CYRANO: And why not look at it, an if you please?
1254	CYRANO: And, when you stay, their hearts, methinks, are kinder?
1254	CYRANO: Are you fond of sweet things?
1254	CYRANO: Ay, and then?.
1254	CYRANO: Ay, was it not?
1254	CYRANO: But all those noses?.
1254	CYRANO: Did you see my nose quiver when I spoke?
1254	CYRANO: Do you see a wart upon the tip?
1254	CYRANO: Does that word Embarrass you before my face, Roxane?
1254	CYRANO: Grotesque?
1254	CYRANO: Ha, De Guiche?
1254	CYRANO: Ha, ha!--to know how I got up?
1254	CYRANO: He hath an eloquent tongue in telling his love?
1254	CYRANO: He is cadet?
1254	CYRANO: His name?
1254	CYRANO: How is he with the pen?
1254	CYRANO: How now?
1254	CYRANO: How now?.
1254	CYRANO: How?
1254	CYRANO: How?
1254	CYRANO: How?
1254	CYRANO: I wear no gloves?
1254	CYRANO: I?
1254	CYRANO: Is he not gone yet?
1254	CYRANO: Is it crook''d, like an owl''s beak?
1254	CYRANO: Is not every disciple of Gassendi a musician?
1254	CYRANO: Its hue Unwholesome seems to you?
1254	CYRANO: Mais que diable allait- il faire, Mais que diable allait- il faire dans cette galere?.
1254	CYRANO: No?
1254	CYRANO: Now, how to detain De Guiche so long?
1254	CYRANO: Or a fly, that takes the air there?
1254	CYRANO: Or its shape?
1254	CYRANO: Pale?
1254	CYRANO: Really?
1254	CYRANO: Said she so?
1254	CYRANO: Since, by yourself, you fear to chill her heart, Will you-- to kindle all her heart to flame-- We d into one my phrases and your lips?
1254	CYRANO: Somewhat?.
1254	CYRANO: Speak of the letters?.
1254	CYRANO: That she may mock my face?
1254	CYRANO: They find their way at once?
1254	CYRANO: Think you you can repeat what things I daily teach your tongue?
1254	CYRANO: Tilt I''gainst those who change with every breeze?
1254	CYRANO: Truly?
1254	CYRANO: Was''t a hundred years-- a minute, since?
1254	CYRANO: Well, what now?
1254	CYRANO: Well, what saw you, then?
1254	CYRANO: What do you see?
1254	CYRANO: What hour?
1254	CYRANO: What say you to the cake they call a little puff?
1254	CYRANO: What was I saying?
1254	CYRANO: What''s o''clock?
1254	CYRANO: What?
1254	CYRANO: What?
1254	CYRANO: Which?
1254	CYRANO: Who cares?
1254	CYRANO: Who on God''s earth is that?
1254	CYRANO: Why not?
1254	CYRANO: Why so?
1254	CYRANO: Why then that air Disparaging?--perchance you think it large?
1254	CYRANO: Why, I well believe He dares to mock my nose?
1254	CYRANO: Why?
1254	CYRANO: Why?.
1254	CYRANO: Will you, I say?
1254	CYRANO: Will you?
1254	CYRANO: You have guessed?
1254	CYRANO: You laugh?
1254	CYRANO: You would worm all out of me!--the way The moon is made, and if men breathe and live In its rotund cucurbita?
1254	CYRANO: You''d love the same?.
1254	Can it be?
1254	Cavalier:''The last fashion, friend, that hook?
1254	Chief of all the blackguards, must I come and give you a taste of my cane?
1254	Crazy?
1254	Curious:''How serves that oblong capsular?
1254	Cyrano gracefully uncovers): That nose-- Cyrano?
1254	DE GUICHE( bowing to Roxane): Will you accept my hand, and accompany me while I review them?
1254	DE GUICHE( controlling himself, haughtily): Do you think I will eat your leavings?
1254	DE GUICHE( laughing): Bethink you, is it not my own regiment?
1254	DE GUICHE( laughing): I?
1254	DE GUICHE( overcome by curiosity, sitting down on the bench): Then?
1254	DE GUICHE( putting a hand to his face): What?
1254	DE GUICHE( shrugging his shoulders and pushing him away, then going quickly to Roxane): Briefly, Madame, what decision do you deign to take?
1254	DE GUICHE( springing up): What?
1254	DE GUICHE( surprised and gratified): You know that detail?.
1254	DE GUICHE( taking him by the arm and shaking him): You are tipsy!--but what with?
1254	DE GUICHE( to Roxane): You?
1254	DE GUICHE( to whom Cuigy has spoken in a low voice): In feats of arms, already your career Abounded.--You serve with those crazy pates Of Gascons?
1254	DE GUICHE( turning round): Six?
1254	DE GUICHE( turning round): What''s that?
1254	DE GUICHE( who enters, masked, feeling his way in the dark): What can that cursed Friar be about?
1254	DE GUICHE( who has controlled himself-- smiling): Have you read''Don Quixote''?
1254	DE GUICHE: But how did you pass through their lines?
1254	DE GUICHE: Do you see him often?
1254	DE GUICHE: From?.
1254	DE GUICHE: How?
1254	DE GUICHE: I imagine you have rhymed Five acts, or so?
1254	DE GUICHE: Milk?
1254	DE GUICHE: My fair lady is on his side?
1254	DE GUICHE: The King''s service?
1254	DE GUICHE: What ails you?
1254	DE GUICHE: What then?
1254	DE GUICHE: Who?
1254	DE GUICHE: Will no one put him down?.
1254	DE GUICHE: You love me, then, a little?
1254	DIFFERENT VOICES: Hey?--What?--What is''t?.
1254	De Guiche starts back): What''s this?
1254	Did I not forbid you to show your face here for month?
1254	Die Like this?
1254	Do not eat too fast!--Drink a little.--Why are you crying?
1254	Do you know them all, Marquis?
1254	Dost begin, sweet, To understand?
1254	Every day?
1254	FIRST CADET: Then you are Gascon after all, spite of your lace collar?
1254	FIRST MARQUIS: Who is this Cyrano?
1254	FIRST PAGE( ironically): You know then, Sir, to distinguish between semi- quavers and demi- semi- quavers?
1254	Feel''st thou my soul, here, through the darkness mounting?
1254	Feel''st thou, passing from my leather doublet, Through thy laced doublet, all my soul inspiring?
1254	For scissor- sheath?
1254	Gracious:''You love the little birds, I think?
1254	Grow pale, fear, calculate?
1254	Has mental palsy Seized on your faculty imaginative?
1254	Have I fallen like a shooting star?
1254	Have words of mine the power To make you tremble,--throned there in the branches?
1254	Have you a patron?
1254	Have you peashooters?
1254	Have you told them where to find me?
1254	He said,''I can decide the point for their assault; Where would you have it?
1254	He sees only the sky, and is lost in amazement): Where fell that man from?
1254	He turns round): Hey?
1254	Heard you that I am named commander?.
1254	Here?
1254	How call you the color, Count de Guiche?
1254	How harmonize them now?
1254	How in the devil''s name Have you conceived this lunatic idea, To make foes for yourself at every turn?
1254	How much heart does the fellow want?
1254	How?
1254	How?
1254	How?--Who?.
1254	Hurt I modesty?
1254	I cry the numbers out!-- Now which of you will come to ope the lists?
1254	I now calm?
1254	I see not why your lip should shrink from it; If the word burns it,--what would the kiss do?
1254	I''d tell you-- ROXANE( opening the door): You adore me?
1254	I''m on A planet where men have black faces?
1254	I, like all the rest Dedicate verse to bankers?--play buffoon In cringing hope to see, at last, a smile Not disapproving, on a patron''s lips?
1254	I, who am so poor of wit, how dare I speak to her-- how address her?
1254	In the heel?-- In the heart, your ribbon blue below?-- In the hip, and make you kneel?
1254	Is Christian there?
1254	Is it he?
1254	Is it on a moon or earth, that my posterior weight has landed me?
1254	Is this your courage?.
1254	Is''t soft and dangling, like a trunk?.
1254	It is useless?
1254	It told-- I think it told?
1254	Know you not?
1254	Know you what such a moment holds for me?
1254	Know you?
1254	LE BRET( astonished): What means this sudden silence?.
1254	LE BRET( astonished): What''s wrong?
1254	LE BRET( in a low voice to Ragueneau): Montfleury comes on the scene?
1254	LE BRET( in a low voice, smiling, to Cyrano): And Roxane?
1254	LE BRET( stupefied): How now?
1254	LE BRET( taking his hand): You weep?
1254	LE BRET: And may I know?.
1254	LE BRET: Because?
1254	LE BRET: But these strange ways, Where will they lead you, at the end?
1254	LE BRET: But why embroil yourself?
1254	LE BRET: He suffers?
1254	LE BRET: He''s dead?
1254	LE BRET: How live the next month?.
1254	LE BRET: Moliere has stolen that?
1254	LE BRET: Now you''ll be calm, I hope?
1254	LE BRET: Saw you a doctor?
1254	LE BRET: That worthless drunkard!-- CYRANO( slapping Ligniere on the shoulder): Wherefore?
1254	LE BRET: The fairest?.
1254	LE BRET: Well, how then?.
1254	LE BRET: What are you saying?
1254	LE BRET: Which?
1254	LE BRET: Who is this lady?
1254	LE BRET: Wounded?
1254	LE BRET: Your cousin, Madeleine Robin?
1254	LIGNIERE( aside to Christian): I may introduce you?
1254	LIGNIERE( drinking his fourth glass): Well?
1254	LIGNIERE: Ay,''tis true that that old wine- barrel is to take Phedon''s part to- night; but what matter is that to Cyrano?
1254	LIGNIERE: Where go you?
1254	LIGNIERE: Why so?
1254	LISE( impatiently): What are you dallying for?
1254	LISE( to Cyrano, who, as he passes by the counter, has absently shaken hands with her): What''s wrong with your hand?
1254	LISE( to the musketeer, who has merely bowed in answer to Cyrano''s bow): How now?
1254	Let me help you!--Some champagne?--A wing?
1254	Lyric:''Is this a conch?.
1254	Must I repeat?
1254	Must I wrap them up?
1254	Now, farewell.-- We are great friends?
1254	Now, would you credit it, that as I fell I saw that Sirius wears a nightcap?
1254	Oh, for a rhyme, a rhyme in o?-- You wriggle, starch- white, my eel?
1254	Or flatter sorry bunglers?
1254	Or pot to hold your ink?''
1254	Or try to be elected as the pope Of tavern- councils held by imbeciles?
1254	Parley?
1254	Pass your plate!--a little of the crust?
1254	Pasties, cold fricassee, old wines-- there is my bill of fare?
1254	Perchance you think to put him i''the thick of the shots?
1254	Perhaps the portress-- where''s my thimble?.
1254	Prefer to make a visit to a rhyme?
1254	RAGUENEAU( drawing back startled): Gentlemen, are you all from Gascony?
1254	RAGUENEAU( dressed in the Sunday clothes of a pastry- cook, going up quickly to Ligniere): Sir, have you seen Monsieur de Cyrano?
1254	RAGUENEAU( to Cyrano): Know you who might be the hero of the fray?
1254	RAGUENEAU: Are you all Barons, Sirs?
1254	RAGUENEAU: Bags?
1254	RAGUENEAU: Can we come in?
1254	RAGUENEAU: Have you been in some danger?
1254	RAGUENEAU: How?
1254	RAGUENEAU: Is it true?.
1254	RAGUENEAU: Oh, yes, indeed, Monsieur, The famous one,''Que Diable allait- il faire?''
1254	RAGUENEAU: Pray then, madam, to what use would you degrade prose?
1254	RAGUENEAU: The Tender Passion?
1254	RAGUENEAU: What would you, little ones?
1254	ROXANE( absently, working): Some creditor?
1254	ROXANE( appearing on the balcony): What?
1254	ROXANE( appearing on the threshold, followed by Ragueneau, who carries a lantern, and Christian): What is''t?
1254	ROXANE( bending and kissing his forehead):''Tis?.
1254	ROXANE( choking): What mean you?
1254	ROXANE( collected, and fanning herself): Thus,--you would fain revenge your grudge against my cousin?
1254	ROXANE( coming out on the balcony): Still there?
1254	ROXANE( coming up quickly): What?
1254	ROXANE( drawing back): What?
1254	ROXANE( going up to Christian): What will you?
1254	ROXANE( half- opening the casement): Who calls me?
1254	ROXANE( ironically): You are pensive?
1254	ROXANE( leaning over): What whisper you?
1254	ROXANE( opens her hand, and the handkerchief falls): Why?
1254	ROXANE( putting her hand on his shoulder): How can you read?
1254	ROXANE( to Christian, in a low voice): Am I not apt at reading letters?
1254	ROXANE( to Cyrano): He is not dead?
1254	ROXANE( to Cyrano): How now?
1254	ROXANE( to De Guiche): So, Sir, you would have made a widow of me?
1254	ROXANE( trying to rush out): What has chanced?
1254	ROXANE( who has stayed on the steps, to a sister who comes toward her): What is it?
1254	ROXANE( who hears them whispering): The Sister would convert you?
1254	ROXANE( without turning round): What was I saying?.
1254	ROXANE: A heart too deep for common minds to plumb, A spirit subtle, charming?
1254	ROXANE: A hundred men against you?
1254	ROXANE: Ah-- to besiege?.
1254	ROXANE: An inspired poet?
1254	ROXANE: And a mind sublime?
1254	ROXANE: And tell me, while I wipe away the blood, How many''gainst you?
1254	ROXANE: And those men?
1254	ROXANE: And you Have paid it?
1254	ROXANE: Are you content at last?
1254	ROXANE: But how many names have you each?
1254	ROXANE: But swear he shall be prudent?
1254	ROXANE: But the Cadets go not?
1254	ROXANE: But wherefore must I?
1254	ROXANE: But wit?
1254	ROXANE: But wit?.
1254	ROXANE: But you will be mute?
1254	ROXANE: But?.
1254	ROXANE: By?.
1254	ROXANE: How found I the way to the army?
1254	ROXANE: How, my sweet love?
1254	ROXANE: How, you will not?
1254	ROXANE: How?
1254	ROXANE: I?
1254	ROXANE: Important, how?
1254	ROXANE: In telling his love?
1254	ROXANE: It goes to battle?
1254	ROXANE: Mind you the reeds you cut to make your swords?.
1254	ROXANE: Mocked, and for what?
1254	ROXANE: Must I then bid thee mount to cull this flower?
1254	ROXANE: See you not how he will eat out his heart, while his friends gnaw their thick fists for that they are deprived of the battle?
1254	ROXANE: That he will write oft?
1254	ROXANE: Then you will be his friend?
1254	ROXANE: Was I fair then?
1254	ROXANE: Were?
1254	ROXANE: What ails you?
1254	ROXANE: What is all this?
1254	ROXANE: What is it?
1254	ROXANE: What is the matter?
1254	ROXANE: What is wrong?
1254	ROXANE: What says he?
1254	ROXANE: What then?
1254	ROXANE: What will he be to- day, by chance?
1254	ROXANE: What would you?--His letter?
1254	ROXANE: What, melancholy-- you?
1254	ROXANE: What?
1254	ROXANE: Where?
1254	ROXANE: Whither go you?
1254	ROXANE: Who is it?
1254	ROXANE: Who''s that?
1254	ROXANE: Why not?
1254	ROXANE: Why so?
1254	ROXANE: Why, then, that noble silence,--kept so long-- Broken to- day for the first time-- why?
1254	ROXANE: Why, what ails you?
1254	ROXANE: Why-- unseen?
1254	ROXANE: You are doubtful of such victory?
1254	ROXANE: You loved me not?
1254	Rustic:''That thing a nose?
1254	SECOND CADET( rushing toward another who is munching something): What are you crunching there?
1254	SECOND CHILD: If it please you, Sir, will you wrap them up for us?
1254	SECOND MARQUIS: Is he of noble birth?
1254	SECOND PAGE: What tune, Sir Gassendist?
1254	SECOND POET( filching a cake): What hast rhymed of late, Ragueneau?
1254	SECOND POET( to first, nudging him): You are breakfasting?
1254	SISTER CLAIRE: Is it not true, pray, Mother Marguerite, That he has come, each week, on Saturday For ten years, to the convent?
1254	SISTER MARTHA( to Sister Claire, in a low voice): The Marshal of Grammont?
1254	SISTER MARTHA: None help him?
1254	SISTER MARTHA: Who told you so, dear Mother?
1254	Samson?
1254	Say How love possesses you?
1254	Say, wilt thou that we woo her, double- handed?
1254	Seek introductions, draw petitions up?
1254	Shall I again behold you?.
1254	Shall I be fatal to your happiness?
1254	Simple:''When is the monument on view?''
1254	Small-- my nose?
1254	So late, dost understand me?
1254	So novel?
1254	Some more?
1254	Stay, love you hot cakes?
1254	Steal soft from lap to lap,--A little great man in a circle small, Or navigate, with madrigals for sails, Blown gently windward by old ladies''sighs?
1254	THE ACTRESS( to the others): But why a hundred men''gainst one poor rhymer?
1254	THE BORE: But you must leave the town?
1254	THE BORE: No patron?.
1254	THE BORE: You think not to contend?
1254	THE BUFFET- GIRL( passing before him with a tray): Orange drink?
1254	THE BUFFET- GIRL: Milk?
1254	THE BUFFET- GIRL: Rivesalte?
1254	THE CADET: It must be in your way?
1254	THE COOK: How much too short?
1254	THE COOK: What means he?
1254	THE CROWD( coming near and grumbling): Oh!-- CYRANO: Did some one speak?
1254	THE DOORKEEPER( to another trooper who enters): And you?
1254	THE DOORKEEPER: How so?
1254	THE DOORKEEPER: Why?
1254	THE DUENNA( pointing to the pages): How come these two virtuosi here?
1254	THE DUENNA( rising, and calling up to the open window): Roxane, are you ready?
1254	THE DUENNA( surprised): They serenade us?
1254	THE DUENNA: After-- what place for a few minutes''speech?
1254	THE DUENNA: Hey?
1254	THE DUENNA: Well, but how came it about that you were thus ruined?
1254	THE DUENNA: Where lodges he?
1254	THE DUENNA: Where?
1254	THE DUKE( after a pause): Am I forgiven?
1254	THE DUKE( after another pause): Cyrano comes to see you?
1254	THE DUKE: And you stay here still-- ever vainly fair, Ever in weeds?
1254	THE DUKE: And, dead, you love him still?
1254	THE DUKE: His was a soul, you say?.
1254	THE DUKE: How?
1254	THE DUKE: Still faithful?
1254	THE FRIAR( who has turned his lantern on Cyrano):''Tis you?
1254	THE MUSKETEER: On his nose?.
1254	THE PORTER( to Cyrano): You do not dine, Sir?
1254	THE SAME: And why not?
1254	THE SENTINEL( from the top of the rampart): See you yon man Down there, who runs?.
1254	THE TROOPER: Why?
1254	THE VISCOUNT( who was going away, turns back): What on earth is the fellow saying now?
1254	THE VISCOUNT: A ballade?
1254	THE VISCOUNT: No one?
1254	THE VISCOUNT: What ails you?
1254	THE VISCOUNT: What do you mean?
1254	THE VISCOUNT: What may that be, an if you please?
1254	THE VOICE: Do you dare defy me?
1254	THE YOUNG MAN( to his father): Is the Academy here?
1254	THE YOUNG MAN( to his father): What piece do they give us?
1254	THE YOUNG MAN: Who may the author be?
1254	That voice?
1254	The CADET( in a low voice, to Cyrano, showing him the beavers): What do with them?
1254	The Guards go to Arras?
1254	The bag of crowns?.
1254	Then-- aping mother- ways-- I, in a voice would- be severe, would chide,--( She takes his hand):''What is this scratch, again, that I see here?''
1254	They told you that as well?
1254	They''re full of grease!--a stew?
1254	Think you not we might give him something to eat?
1254	Those bright eyes Bent ever on the ground?
1254	To hang your hat on?
1254	To the first cadet): Why drag you your legs so sorrowfully?
1254	Toil to gain reputation By one small sonnet,''stead of making many?
1254	VOICE Of SENTINEL: Who goes there?
1254	What Is there to stare at?
1254	What country this?
1254	What day?
1254	What is it?
1254	What month?
1254	What now?
1254	What other king?
1254	What was it?
1254	What were we saying?
1254	What words would serve you?
1254	What''s this?
1254	What, have you nothing new to tell, My Court Gazette?
1254	What?
1254	What?
1254	What?
1254	Where did you get that scratch?
1254	Where in the fiend''s name did you get through?
1254	Where to find it?
1254	Where?
1254	Which of the six chose you?
1254	Who but a woman had e''er devised so subtle a trick?
1254	Who goes there?
1254	Who goes there?
1254	Who will push a drum hither for me?
1254	Who?
1254	Why so pale?
1254	Will you come?
1254	Will you complete me, and let me complete you?
1254	Will you lend your jawbone, Sir?
1254	Wilt thou that we two woo her, both together?
1254	Would I rend Thespis''sacred mantle?
1254	Written haphazard- wise, Will it fit Roxane?
1254	You fear to see my naked blade?
1254	You have never spoken?
1254	You have not teased the Sister?
1254	You have noticed that?
1254	You love, then, him?.
1254	You reel?
1254	You too, Folly,--you?
1254	You''ll promise me you will do this for me?
1254	You, Sir?
1254	You?
1254	You?
1254	Your place, to- night, come tell me in my ear, what did it cost you?
1254	a whole scene?
1254	and who Will first present you, Sir, to me?
1254	another enemy?
1254	dare I look at her?
1254	ha!--or Rome?
1254	is it she?
1254	know you that''tis a long road to get to Arras?
1254	learn to swallow toads?
1254	leave the cakes?.
1254	no great lord to shield you with his name?
1254	says he so?
1254	tell me why you came?
1254	the Guards?
1254	they are all gone crazy?
1254	where?
1254	why?
1254	without doubt!--and then?.
1254	would you not think''twas made of a pumpkin, like Cinderella''s chariot in the tale,--and the footmen out of rats?
1254	you?