Cyrano de Bergerac
Oh, not that ever! No,
That would be too grotesque – tears trickling down
All the long way along this nose of mine?
I will not so profane the dignity
of sorrow. Never any tears for me!
Why, there is nothing more sublime than tears,
Nothing! – Shall I make them ridiculous
In my poor person? (I. 587-593)
I suppose you have written a tragedy –
They all have.
LE BRET (Aside to Cyrano)
Now at last you’ll have it played –
Why not? Take it to him.
He is himself a dramatist;
Let him rewrite a few lines here and there,
he’ll approve the rest.
CYRANO (His face falls again.)
My blood curdles to think of altering
Ah, but when he likes a thing
He pays well.
Yes – but not so well as I –
When I have made a line that sings itself
So that I love the sound of it – I pay
Myself a hundred times. (II. 335-346)
I hired them to do the sort of work
We do not soil our hands with – punishing
A drunken poet…(II. 354-356)