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9,5 of 10 country=UK Director=Jamie Lloyd Runtime=2 h, 40 minutes actors=Philip Cairns Review=An intense, raw and deep revival of Rostand's Cyrano de Bergerac by the Jamie Lloyd Company. National Theatre Live: Cyrano de Bergerac Download free. National theatre live: cyrano de bergerac download free play. National theatre live: cyrano de bergerac download free 2017.
National theatre live: cyrano de bergerac download free video. National theatre live: cyrano de bergerac download free pc. Cyrano de Bergerac A Play in Five Acts: Act One ¡ÆPortrait of Cyrano de Bergerac¡Ç Laurens Scherm (ca. 1689 - 1701), The Rijksmuseum Home Download Buy This Book Next: Act Two Translated by A. S. Kline © Copyright 2003 All Rights Reserved This work may be freely reproduced, stored, and transmitted, electronically or otherwise, for any non-commercial purpose. Permission to perform this version of the play, on stage or film, by amateur or professional companies, and for commercial purposes, should be requested from the translator. Contents The Characters ¡ÆCoquelin dans la rôle de Cyrano de Bergerac¡Ç L'ILLUSTRATION, 8 January 1898, Wikimedia Commons Christian de Neuvillette Comte De Guiche Ragueneau Le Bret Carbon De Castel-Jaloux The Cadets Lignière De Valvert A Marquis Second Marquis Third Marquis Montfleury Bellerose Jodelet Cuigy Brissaille The Doorkeeper A Servant A Second Servant A Bore A Musketeer Another A Spanish Officer A Porter A Citizen His Son A Pickpocket A Spectator A Guardsman Bertrand The Piper A Monk Two Musicians The Poets The Pastry Cooks Roxane Sister Martha Lise The Orange Seller Mother Marguérite The Duenna Sister Claire An Actress The Pages The Shop Girl The Crowd, troopers, citizens (male and female), marquises, musketeers, pickpockets, pastry-cooks, poets, Gascon cadets, actors (male and female), violinists, pages, children, soldiers, Spaniards, spectators (male and female), précieuses (intellectuals), nuns, etc. Act One A Theatrical Production at the Burgundy Hotel The hall of the Hotel Burgundy, in 1640. A sort of tennis-court arranged and decorated for a theatrical production. The hall is oblong and we see it obliquely, so that one of its sides forms the back scene and runs from the right foreground, to meet the left background where it makes a right angle with the stage prepared for the production, which is partially visible. On both sides of the stage along the wings are benches. The curtain is composed of two tapestries that can be drawn apart. Above a harlequin¡Çs cloak are the royal arms. Broad steps lead from the stage to the hall; on either side of these steps are places for the violinists. Footlights. There are two tiers of side galleries: the highest divided into boxes. There are no seats in the pit, which is the real stage of our theatre: at the back of the pit, on the right foreground, some benches form steps, and underneath a stairway which leads to the upper galleries an improvised buffet is ornamented with little tapers, flower vases, crystal glasses, plates of cakes, bottles, etc. The entrance to the theatre is centre-back, under the gallery of boxes. A large double door is half open to let in the audience. On the panels of this door, and in several corners, and over the buffet, red placards bear the name of the play being performed, ¡ÆLa Clorise. ¡Ç As the curtain rises the hall is in semi-darkness, and still empty. The chandeliers have been lowered into the middle of the pit ready for lighting. ¡ÆAerial View of Theatre¡Ç Stefano Della Bella (Italian, 1610 - 1664), The National Gallery of Art Scene One The public, arrive gradually. Troopers, citizens, servants, pages, a pickpocket, the doorkeeper, etc., followed by the Marquises Cuigy, Brissaille, the orange-seller, the violinists, etc. ( A tumult of loud voices is heard outside the door and a trooper enters hastily. ) The Doorkeeper ( following him) Hey! It costs fifteen! The Trooper I go in free. The Doorkeeper And why? The Trooper I¡Çm the King¡Çs Household Cavalry passing by! The Doorkeeper ( to another trooper, entering) And you? Second Trooper I don¡Çt pay. The Doorkeeper But... Second Trooper I¡Çm a musketeer. First Trooper ( to the second) The play doesn¡Çt start till two. The floor¡Çs clear. Let¡Çs try a round with the foils, then. ( They fence with the foils they have brought. ) A Servant ( entering) Pst... Flanquin... Another ( already arrived) Champagne?... The First ( showing him cards and dice which he takes from his doublet) Cards. Dice. ( He sits on the floor. ) Let¡Çs play. The Second ( doing the same) Fine. I¡Çm your man! First Servant ( taking from his pocket a candle-end, which he lights, and sets on the floor) I¡Çve a little light here stolen from my master! A Guardsman ( to a flower-girl who appears) It¡Çs sweet to come before the lights are lit, not after! ( He seizes her round the waist. ) One of the Fencers ( receiving a thrust) A hit! One of the Card-Players A club! The Guardsman ( following the girl) A kiss! The Shop Girl ( freeing herself) They¡Çll see! The Guardsman ( drawing her to a dark corner) No fear! A Man ( sitting on the floor with others who¡Çve brought provisions) When you come early there¡Çs no problem eating here. A Citizen ( leading his son) Let¡Çs sit here, my boy. A Card Player Three aces! A Man ( taking a bottle from under his cloak, and also sitting down. ): A drinker may as well ( He drinks. ) sip his Burgundy in the Burgundy Hotel! The Citizen ( to his son) Wouldn¡Çt you think we were in some den of vice! ( He points with his cane to the drunkard. ) Drunkards! ( One of the fencers, stepping back, jostles him. ) Brawlers! ( He stumbles into the card-players. ) Gamblers! The Guardsman ( behind him, still teasing the shop-girl) The Citizen ( hurriedly pulling his son away) My Christ! - To think that¡Çs it in this theatre that they play Rotrou, my son! The Young Man Yes, and Corneille! A Troop of Pages ( enter hand-in-hand, dancing the farandole, and singing) Tra la, la, la, la, la, la, lalere... The Doorkeeper ( sternly, to the pages) You pages, there, no nonsense!... First Page ( his dignity wounded) Oh, sir! - Such suspicion!... ( Quickly, to the second page, the moment the doorkeeper¡Çs back is turned) Have you a bit of string? The Second Here, with a fish-hook on. First Page We can fish for wigs, from up in the gallery. A Pickpocket ( gathering some evil-looking youths round him) Now then, young rascals, take a lesson from me before you start on your first real thieveries. Second Page ( calling up to others in the top galleries) Hey! Have you brought peashooters? Third Page ( from above) And some peas. ( He blows, and showers them with peas. ) The Young Man ( to his father) What play are they doing? The Citizen ¡Æ Clorise. ¡Ç The Young Man Who wrote that? The Citizen It¡Çs by Balthazar Baro. It¡Çs a play and a half!... ( He goes upstage arm-in-arm with his son. ) The PickPocket ( to his pupils) Lace on their knee-ruffles - cut them off shear! A Spectator ( to another, showing him a corner of the gallery) Look, the first night of ¡Æ Le Cid ¡Ç, I was sitting there. The PickPocket ( making stealthy movements with his fingers) Watches - The Citizen ( coming downstage again with his son) You¡Çll see some famous actors tonight... The PickPocket ( as if pulling at something furtively, with little tugs. ): Handkerchiefs - The Citizen Montfleury... Someone ( shouting from the upper gallery)! Come on: let¡Çs have some light! The Citizen... Bellerose, l¡ÇÉpy, la Beaupré, Jodelet! A Page ( in the pit) Here comes the girl, selling oranges! The Orange Seller ( taking her place behind the buffet) Lemonade milk, oranges, raspberry-water.... ( An outcry at the door) A Falsetto Voice Make way, you brute! A Servant ( astonished) Marquises! - in the pit?... Another Servant Oh! For a moment or two! ( A group of young marquises enter. ) A Marquis ( seeing that the hall¡Çs half empty) What now! Are we arriving like a pack of tradesmen, Not crowding people? Not even stamping on them! - Oh, fie! Fie! Fie! ( Recognizing some other gentlemen who have entered a little before him) Cuigy! Brissaille! ( Hearty embraces. ) Cuigy The faithful! Why yes, we¡Çre here even before the candles. The Marquis Ah! Don¡Çt speak of it! I¡Çm in an awful temper. Another Console yourself, Marquis! Here¡Çs the lamplighter. All the Audience ( welcoming the arrival of the lamplighter) Ah!... ( They form in groups round the chandeliers as they are lit. Some people have taken their seats in the galleries. Lignière enters: a distinguished-looking roué, with disordered shirtfront, arm-in-arm with Christian de Neuvillette. Christian, who is dressed elegantly, but rather behind the fashion, appears preoccupied, and keeps looking up at the boxes. ) Scene Two The same. Christian, Lignière, then Ragueneau and Le Bret. Cuigy Lignière! Brissaille ( laughing) Not drunk as yet? Lignière ( aside to Christian) May I introduce you? ( Christian nods his assent. ) Baron de Neuvillette. ( They bow. ) The Audience ( applauding as the first lighted chandelier is raised. ) Ah! Cuigy ( to Brissaille, looking at Christian) A fine fellow! First Marquis ( who has overheard) Pah! Lignière ( introducing them to Christian) My lords De Cuigy, De Brissaille... Christian ( bowing) Delighted!... First Marquis ( to second) He looks well enough, but it seems he¡Çs not quite yet au fait with the latest fashion. Lignière ( to Cuigy) You¡Çre from Touraine. Christian Yes, I¡Çve scarcely been here in Paris twenty days. I join the Guards, tomorrow: the Cadets. First Marquis ( watching the people entering the boxes) Aha, here¡Çs Justice Aubry¡Çs wife. The Orange Seller Oranges, milk... The Violinists ( tuning up) La.. la... Cuigy ( to Christian, drawing his attention to the hall, which is filling fast) The people! Christian Ah, yes: a crowd. First Marquis All the world¡Çs here! ( They name the different elegantly dressed ladies who enter the boxes, and bow to them, receiving smiles in reply. ) Second Marquis Madame de Guéméné. Cuigy Madame de Bois-Dauphin. First Marquis Of whom we despair! Brissaille Madame de Chavigny... Second Marquis Who leaves our hearts a ruin!... L