Cyrano De Bergerac
from the play written by Edmond Rostand
Cyrano: Come now, think a moment: this nose of mine, which precedes me by a quarter of an hour wherever I go, forbids me ever to dream of being loved by even an ugly woman. You ask me whom I love? The answer should be clear to you! Whom else would I love but the most beautiful woman in the world? Of course! The most beautiful of all women! The most captivating, the most intelligent... the blondest... It's perfectly transparent. Yes, Roxanne. Look at me and tell me what hope this protuberance might leave me! I have no illusions. Sometimes in the blue shadows of evening, I give way to tender feelings. I go into a garden, smelling the fragrance of spring with my poor monstrous nose, and watch a man and a woman strolling together moonlight. I think how much I, too, would like to be walking arm in arm with a woman, under the moon. I let myself be carried away, I forget myself -- and then I suddenly see the shadow of my profile on the garden wall.
Kudos and much thanks go to Cyanne for this monologue, it is very much appreciated.
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