cyrano de bergerac-第22部分
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ROXANE： Live； for I love you！
CYRANO： No； In fairy tales When to the ill…starred Prince the lady says 'I love you！' all his ugliness fades fast But I remain the same； up to the last！
ROXANE： I have marred your lifeI； I！
CYRANO： You blessed my life！ Never on me had rested woman's love。 My mother even could not find me fair： I had no sister； and； when grown a man； I feared the mistress who would mock at me。 But I have had your friendshipgrace to you A woman's charm has passed across my path。
LE BRET （pointing to the moon； which is seen between the trees）： Your other lady…love is come。
CYRANO （smiling）： I see。
ROXANE： I loved but once； yet twice I lose my love！
CYRANO： Hark you； Le Bret！ I soon shall reach the moon。 To…night； alone； with no projectile's aid！。 。 。
LE BRET： What are you saying？
CYRANO： I tell you； it is there； There； that they send me for my Paradise； There I shall find at last the souls I love； In exile；GalileoSocrates！
LE BRET （rebelliously）： No； no！ It is too clumsy； too unjust！ So great a heart！ So great a poet！ Die Like this？ what； die。 。 。？
CYRANO： Hark to Le Bret； who scolds！
LE BRET （weeping）： Dear friend。 。 。
CYRANO （starting up； his eyes wild）： What ho！ Cadets of Gascony！ The elemental massah yes！ The hic。 。 。
LE BRET： His science stillhe raves！
CYRANO： Copernicus Said。 。 。
ROXANE： Oh！
CYRANO： Mais que diable allait…il faire； Mais que diable allait…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； 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。
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