Cyrano: It’s vast, my nose!
- Vile snubby, duck-headed, flat-face, let me disclose
I’m proud of such an appendage as this.
It’s well known a big nose is indicative
of a genial soul, kind, courteous, intelligent,
free, courageous, such as I am, and such I meant
as you’re forbidden from dreaming yourself to be,
Base rascal! That inglorious face I see
my hand is after, at the top of your neck,
is as empty...
(He cuffs him.)
The Bore: Ow!
Cyrano: Of any pride, address,
or lyricism, sparkle, or picturesque-ness,
or sumptuosity, or NOSE in fact, as this
(He turns him by the shoulders, suiting the action to the word.)
my boot finds at the bottom of your spine!
The Bore: (running away)
Help! Call the Guard!
Cyrano: Take care, audience of mine,
if you find the middle of my visage humorous,
for if the humorist’s noble it’s known for us
to show him, before we let him flee, and feel,
below and above, not leather, but naked steel!