In Praise of Cyrano 歌词

	He had a fault
	This is most true
	But others have faults greater still
	A noble profile was his rue
	But many have done greater ill
	And yet he would not show
	His love
	Nor let her know
	That she was dear
	Though he was near
	He dared not tell her so
	Now why was he the only man
	To see himself not worth his prize?
	About myself they plot and plan
	How to find favour in my eyes
	But never do they guess
	That I might think them less
	Than one who chose
	Due to his nose
	To love
	But not confess

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