Chantecler
[Automatically repeating beneath his adversary’s blows.] It is I who make the dawn appear!
Patou
[Barking.] Aye! Aye! Aye!
The Pheasant-hen
[Sobbing.] Stand up to him, darling! Oh, hit back! Hit back!
A Chick
Fellows, a nickname for the dawn!
All
Yes! Yes!
[The White Pile hurls himself upon Chantecler.]
The Pheasant-hen
Oh, cruel!
The Blackbird
Chantecler’s Light o’ Love!
A Voice
A nickname for the Cock!
All
Yes! Yes!