“I carry my adornments on my soul. I do not dress up like a popinjay; But inwardly, I keep my daintiness. I do not bear with me, by any chance, An insult not yet washed away- a conscience Yellow with unpurged bile- an honor frayed To rags, a set of scruples badly worn. I go caparisoned in gems unseen, Trailing white plumes of freedom, garlanded With my good name- no figure of a man, But a soul clothed in shining armor, hung With deeds for decorations, twirling- thus- A bristling wit, and swinging at my side Courage, and on the stones of this old town Making the sharp truth ring, like golden spurs!” -Cyrano de Bergerac
In an effort to revive the 18th and 19th century tradition of theatre in the home, which offers the audience a more intimate way of engaging with theatrical works, members of the Public Sphere salons will stage excerpts from Cyrano de Bergerac and Wuthering Heights.
The evening will include a performance and a salon conversation on the main themes and philosophical questions that the plays raise.
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Image Attribution: By Unknown. Scanned by Jebulon (L'ILLUSTRATION, 8 janvier 1898) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons