Leave, all of you!
Go away!
No, Brunet, let them stay!
I want everyone to stay.
Marin Marais is giving his lesson.
Sit down.
Close the shutters!
Austerity!
He was all austerity and rage.
He was as mute as a fish.
I am an imposter...
No, Master!
...and I am worthless.
I ambitioned nothingness...
I reaped nothingness... sugar,
gold,
and shame.
He was music.
He viewed the world in the bright flame of the torch we light for the dead.
I never plumbed the depths of his desire.
I had a teacher,
and the shadows took him.
He was called Monsieur de Sainte Colombe.
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