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Colette:
Mock me no more with moonshine promises
Go and be happy with a moon-maiden!
(Colette and Gilles go off right and left. Sylvie and Cassandre enter from back.)
Sylvie:
Again I tell you, only for the child
And for the sake of Ysabeau, my friend
Who left her baby motherless, for them
I may consent to marry you, but now
We'll talk no more of it, I'll rest me here,
They spoke of Beauty but a while ago.
Cassandre:
You think too much of Beauty, 'tis a thing
Outside of our existence, which beseems
Great churches or the palaces of Kings
But has no place within a cottage door,
