CYRANO DE BERGERAC
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Roxane.
The voice that thrilled the night—you, you!
Cyrano.
I swear you err.
Roxane.
I swear you err.The soul—it was your soul!
Cyrano.
I loved you not.
Roxane.
I loved you not.You loved me not?
Cyrano.
'Twas he!
Roxane.
You loved me!
Cyrano.
You loved me!No!
Roxane.
You loved me! No!See! how you falter now!
Cyrano.
No, my sweet love, I never loved you!
Roxane.
Ah!
Things dead, long dead, see! how they rise again!
—Why, why keep silence all these fourteen years,
When, on this letter, which he never wrote
The tears were your tears?
