(On the evening of the first performance of Bettine.)
My play is young, and I am old;
Children, I am not the cause of it.
You will perform quite other things for us,
And just as well, but not better.
Do not take, I beg you,
These words for flattery,
Nor my regrets for farewells.
Alfred De Musset
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