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il   faire   dans   cette   galere?。   。   。 Philosopher;   metaphysician;       Rhymer; 

brawler;     and   musician;      Famed      for  his  lunar   expedition;       And     the 

unnumbered        duels   he   fought;     And     lover   also;by    interposition! 

Here     lies  Hercule    Savinien       De    Cyrano     de   Bergerac;       Who      was 

everything;   yet     was   naught。      I  cry   you   pardon;   but   I  may   not   stay; 

See; the moon…ray that comes to call me hence! (He has fallen back in his 

chair; the sobs of Roxane recall him to reality; he looks long at her; and; 

touching   her veil):       I   would   not bid   you   mourn   less   faithfully     That 

good; brave Christian:         I would only ask         That when my body shall be 

cold   in   clay    You   wear   those   sable   mourning   weeds   for   two;        And 

mourn awhile for me; in mourning him。 

     ROXANE:           I swear it you!。 。 。 

     CYRANO   (shivering   violently;   then   suddenly   rising):            Not   there! 

what; seated?no! (They spring toward him):                 Let no one hold me up 

(He    props    himself    against   the  tree):     Only    the   tree!  (Silence):      It 

comes。      E'en now my feet have turned to stone;               My hands are gloved 

with lead! (He stands erect):          But since Death comes;            I meet him still 

afoot; (He draws his sword):           And sword in hand! 

     LE BRET:         Cyrano! 

     ROXANE (half fainting):             Cyrano! 

     (All shrink back in terror。) 

     CYRANO:           Why;     I  well   believe     He    dares   to  mock    my   nose? 

Ho! insolent! (He raises his sword):            What say you?        It is useless?     Ay; 

I   know      But   who   fights   ever   hoping   for   success?     I   fought   for   lost 

cause;    and    for  fruitless   quest!     You     there;   who    are  you!You      are 

thousands!        Ah!      I know you now; old enemies of mine!               Falsehood! 

(He strikes in air with his sword):           Have at you!      Ha! and Compromise! 

Prejudice;   Treachery!。   。   。   (He   strikes):    Surrender;   I?      Parley?     No; 

never!     You too; Folly;you?          I know that you will lay me low at last; 

Let be!     Yet I fall fighting; fighting still! (He makes passes in the air; and 

stops; breathless):        You strip from me the laurel and the rose!                 Take 

all!   Despite   you   there   is   yet   one   thing    I   hold   against   you   all;   and 

when; to…night;        I enter Christ's fair courts; and; lowly bowed;             Sweep 

with doffed casque the heavens' threshold blue;                 One thing is left; that; 



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void of stain or smutch;       I bear away despite you。 

    (He    springs   forward;   his  sword    raised;  it  falls  from  his  hand;  he 

staggers; falls back into the arms of Le Bret and Ragueneau。) 

    ROXANE (bending and kissing his forehead):                'Tis?。 。 。 

    CYRANO   (opening   his   eyes;   recognizing   her;   and   smiling):       MY 

PANACHE。 

       Curtain。 



    End     of  this  Project   Gutenberg    Etext   of  Cyrano    de   Bergerac    by 

Edmond Rostand in English 



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