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The Tales of Hoffmann - Les contes d'Hoffmann by Jacques Offenbach
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HOFFMANN.

Alas, on a dead herb
With the iced breath of the north.


NICKLAUSSE.

And there by this door,
On a drunkard who sleeps.


HOFFMANN.

'Tis true... that rascal, by Jove, I envy him.
A drink. Like him, let's sleep in the gutter.


HERMANN.

Without pillow.


HOFFMANN.

The flags.


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