We worship thee, Yvette!
Yvette! Yvette! Reason! Yvette Charruel!
Yvette
O God! I knew not ‘twas like this!
Lalain
Reason, descend!
Illume thy torch, among us mortals dwell.
O sweetest Reason! ne’er regret the skies!
Descend—
[He gives his hand to Yvette. She descends from