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M. VIEUXBOIS (drowsily). “She was an Angel ”...“Once she laughed ”... What, was I dreaming ?

Where's the draught?

BABETTE (showing the empty cup). The draught, M'sieu'?

M. VIEUXBOIS.

How I forget! I am so old ! But sing, BABETTE !

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M. VIEUXBOIS (Murmuring).
Ah, PAUL !...old PAUL !...EULALIE too !
And Rose...And O! “the sky so blue !"

BABETTE (sings).
One had my Mother's eyes,

Wistful and mild;

One had my Father's face ;

One was a Child :
All of them bent to me,

Bent down and smiled !(He is asleep!)

M. VIEUX BOIS (almost inaudibly).

“How I forget !” I am so old !"...“Good-night, BABETTE !”

EPILOGUE.

H

EIGHO! how chill the evenings get!

Good-night, NINON!-good-night, Ninette! Your little Play is played and finished ;Go back, then, to your

Cabinet !

LOYAL, L’ÉTOILE! no more to-day!
Alas! they heed not what we say:

They smile with ardour undiminished;
But we,-we are not always gay!

VIGNETTES IN RHYME.

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