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Die Heuning Pot Literature Guide
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Quotes

Quote #4

CYRANO
To sing, to laugh, to dream,
To walk in my own way and be alone,
Free, with an eye to see things as they are,
A voice that means manhood – to cock my hat
Where I choose – At a word, a Yes, a No,
To fight – or write. To travel any road
Under the sun, under the stars, nor doubt
If fame or fortune lie beyond the bourne –
Never to make a line I have not heard
In my own heart; yet, with all modest
To say: "My soul, be satisfied with flowers,
With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them
In the one garden you may call your own." (II. 416-427)

Cyrano has a strong sense of self and the virtues he embodies. He is a man dedicated to freedom and to integrity. He is uncompromising in his devotion to feeding these virtues and to "make [him]self in all things admirable."

Quote #5

CHRISTIAN
Oh, if I had words
To say what I have here!
CYRANO
If I could be
A handsome little Musketeer with eyes! –
CHRISTIAN
Besides – you know Roxane – how sensitive –
One rough word, and the sweet illusion – gone!
CYRANO
I wish you might be my interpreter.
CHRISTIAN
I wish I had your wit –
CYRANO
Borrow it, then!
Your beautiful young manhood – lend me that,
And we two make one hero of romance! (II. 552 – 560)

Both men name distinct, characterizing aspects of the other’s identity that are enviable. Cyrano, realizing that Roxane wants both of these qualities – looks and wit – proposes that the two men merge their identities in her eyes and try to win her love together.

Quote #6

ROXANE
You do not love me any more –
CHRISTIAN (to whom CYRANO whispers his words)
No – no –
Not any more – I love you…evermore…
And ever…more and more!
ROXANE (about to close the window – pauses.)
A little better…
CHRISTIAN (same business)
Love grows and struggles like…an angry child…
Breaking my heart…his cradle…
ROXANE (coming out on the balcony)
Better still –
But…such a babe is dangerous; why not
Have smothered it new-born?
CHRISTIAN (same business)
And so I do…
And yet he lives…I found…as you shall find…
This new-born babe…an infant…Hercules!
ROXANE (further forward)
Good! –
CHRISTIAN (same business)
Strong enough…at birth…to strangle those
Two serpents – Doubt and…Pride.
ROXANE (leans over balcony.)
Why, very well!
Tell me now why you speak so haltingly –
Has your imagination gone lame?
CYRANO (thrusts CHRISTAN under the balcony, and stands in his place.)
Here –
This grows too difficult!
ROXANE
Your words to-night
Hesitate. Why?
CYRANO (in a low tone, imitating CHRISTIAN)
Through the warm summer gloom
They grope in darkness toward the light of you.
Roxane: My words, well aimed, find you more readily.
(III. 215-330)

Roxane clearly values words above all else in a man.

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