The Language of Bosse-de-Nage, 2013

from DOCTOR FAUSTROLL: (ALFRED JARRY) “Ha, ha,“ began Bosse-de-Nage, wanting to try out his voice before joining in the universal musical refrain; but the two heavenly bodies dashed together in a kiss of reconciliation and the planter celebrated this clangorous event thus: “Happy the sage,“ he cried, “who, on a mountain slope, delights to hear the sound of cymbals; alone in his bed on awakening, he sings: Never, I swear, shall my desires go beyond