Fantine: my Cosette...
JVJ: ... shall live in my protection.
Fantine: take her now.
JVJ: your child will want for nothing.
Fantine: Good, messier, you come from God in heaven.
JVJ: and none will ever harm Cosette as long as I am living...
Fantine: take my hand, the night grows ever colder...
JVJ: Then, I will keep you warm
Fantine: take my child, I give her to your keeping...
JVJ: Take shelter from the storm.
Fantine: for God's sake, please stay till I am sleeping. And tell Cosette I love her and I'll see her when I wake!
(Fantine's death)