The Chicago Dental Society
recently announced plans for the final 2013 Special Event, Shakespeare on the
Pier: A live production of Edmond Rostand’s Cyrano de Bergerac at the
Shakespeare Theater, preceded by a private cocktail reception on Navy Pier
Sunday, Oct. 13.
Join your colleagues at
Riva, 700 E. Grand Avenue, beginning at 12:30 p.m. for cocktails and hors
d’oeuvres. The reception closes an hour later, giving everyone plenty of time to
find thier seats at the Shakespeare Theater, 800 E. Grand Avenue, for the 2 p.m.
Cyrano de Bergerac is a nobleman whose gift for
romance is shadowed by his all-too-prominent nose. And the language he employs
is nothing short of spectacular:
- "My wit is more
polished than your mustache. The truth which I speak strikes more sparks from
men's hearts than your spurs do from the cobblestones."
- "God's whiskers! Your
face is hideous as the demon's in my storybook!"
- "You're a genuinely
good man. There aren't many of you left."
- "And what is a kiss,
specifically? A pledge properly sealed, a promise seasoned to taste, a vow
stamped with the immediacy of a lip, a rosy circle drawn around the verb 'to
love.' A kiss is a message too intimate for the ear, infinity captured in the
bee's brief visit to a flower, secular communication with an aftertaste of
heaven, the pulse rising from the heart to utter its name on a lover's lip:
And this blogger’s personal
favorite: "I would die at the stake rather than change a semi-colon!"
David Fulton Jr. selected a production at the Shakespeare Theater specifically
to recreate the magic of the 2013 Midwinter Meeting, which carried the theme of
A Midwinter Night’s Dream.
“It’s time we
come full circle with my Shakespearean Dream theme and there is no better way
then experiencing live theater first-hand at the gorgeous Shakespeare Theater
at Navy Pier,” Dr. Fulton said. “I invite everyone out for a beautiful
afternoon of cocktails, Cyrano de Bergerac, and an inside look at what helped
inspire my ‘Dream.’”
CDS members only may
purchase two tickets to this event in the CDS Store. Seating is limited, so act quickly. Or, as
"There. There is our soul. The same reed, the same fingers
which have piped us into combat, call us softly home, in our thoughts. This is
no longer the shrill call to attack, it is every shepherd who ever inhabited
our land, whispering his sheep to fold. Listen. It is your hillside, your
earth, your forest--your younger brother, suntanned under his red woolen cap.
It is the green solitude of nights you spent beside the Sordogne. Listen my
countrymen. It is our country calling."