Act 3 — Scene 3.VIII.
Mary F. Guillemard translation
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.)