And tonight, when I at last God behold my salute will sweep his blue threshold with something spotless, a diamond in the ash... which I take in spite of you and that's... My panache.
Today is the birthday of the real, historical Cyrano de Bergerac (394 years ago). That's the poet with the big nose, the quick temper and the enviable facility with a sword, about whom Edmond Rostand wrote a famous play which was turned into an even more famous film (my all-time favourite). Here's the scene where a foppish but rather nasty piece of work has delibertaly provoked him into a duel, and he announces that he will improvise a poem, in rhyme, as he fights.
If you want to see how that scene ends (though you've probably guessed) I can only find it with French subtitles here