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Plays of Edmond Rostand; Romantics. the Princess of Far Away. the Woman of Samaria. Cyrano of Bergerac
Plays of Edmond Rostand Romantics the Princess of Far Away the Woman of Samaria Cyrano of Bergerac Author:Edmond Rostand General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1921 Original Publisher: The Macmillan Company Subjects: Drama / Continental European Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free t... more »rial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: Bistagne: Aye, we have suffered! Pegofat: Heaven will hear our call. Trobaldo (appearing astride a yard) : But what if she were ugly after all? All The Mariners: Oh, no! She is beautiful! She is! Trobaldo: Now by our Lord, She needs must be, Bistagne! Bistagne: And, by my word, More than a little! For our voyage is full Of hardships! Bruno: So, She must be beautiful! All: She is! She is! Marrias : I am sure! A Rower: It must be so! 'Tis not to reach a monster that I row! Pegofat (laughing): Rowing, he thinks of Her! The Rower: The night long, yes! Bistagne: Be calm. She's always pretty, -- a princess! The Pilot (shrugging his shoulders) : Your talk is all of her. Pegofat : One is so weary; Lo, speak of Her, and one is almost cheery! The Pilot: Will she be shown to you, this Faire Ladye? Bruno: The Prince has promised it. Our eyes shall see; If we arrive through all these boisterous seas, He'll tell her we have brought him to her knees. The Pilot: Think you she'll have a word for rovers rough? Pegofat: No. We shall see her. That is meed enough. Oh, she is sung through all of Christendom. A Cabin Boy: Her eyes . . . The Pilot (turning to him) : Thou wouldst see her eyes? The Cabin Boy: That's why I've come. Pegofat: The Master! (The Skipper has entered and has been listening for a moment.) The Master: It behooves us first t' arrive, And that Joffroy Rudel, our Prince, survive! The Mariners: It yet goes ill? Alas! Poor Prince! Bruno: Woe's me! The Master: They keep the cast...« less