Today I saw Roxanne through the trees. She was talking to Christian, the soldier. Oh the words that came from his mouth were so beautiful. If only I had his wit, his charm, his words and looks. Oh, I do love Roxanne with all of my soul. But sadly. I am already betrothed. She is a horrid woman. Only married to me for my riches to share with her family. It was not an act of love for me.
With Roxanne it is all different. She is intelligent and beautiful. She is single, but not for long. I have tried time and time again to grasp her attention. Sadly, I am not of notice to her or anyone else of that matter. If I were not betrothed, I would make her mine. I would marry her, make her happy in hopes of her falling in love with me. Oh please Roxanne, notice me! Notice poor de Guiche! If I had the looks of Christian, the wit of my poor Cyrano, maybe even half. Would she then notice me. Would I still have an ounce of a chance with her? As God as my witness I will try with all my might to get Roxanne before anyone else does. I will steal her heart away. I will touch her with my words.
