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the complete plays-第171章

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     Have you e'er a lover a…dangling after you?

          Hey willow waly O!

     'coming down…stage'



               I would fain discover

               If you have a lover!

          Hey willow waly O!



PATIENCE  'L。' Gentle sir; my heart is frolicsome and free

          (Hey; but he's doleful; willow willow waly!)

     Nobody I care for comes a…courting me

          Hey willow waly O!

               Nobody I care for

               Comes a…courting  therefore;

          Hey willow waly O!



GROSVENOR 'C。' Prithee; pretty maiden; will you marry me?

          (Hey; but I'm hopeful; willow willow waly!)

     I may say; at once; I'm a man of propertee

          Hey willow waly O!

               Money; I despise it;

               Many people prize it;

          Hey willow waly O!



PATIENCE  Gentle Sir; although to marry I design

          (Hey; but he's hopeful; willow willow waly!)

     As yet I do not know you; and so I must decline。

          Hey willow waly O!

               To other maidens go you

               As yet I do not know you;



BOTH      Hey willow waly O!





GROS。  Patience!  Can it be that you don't recognize me?



PATIENCE 'down L。'  Recognize you?  No; indeed I don't!



GROS。  Have fifteen years so greatly changed me?



PATIENCE 'turning to him'  Fifteen years?  What do you mean?



GROS。  Have you forgotten the friend of your youth; your

Archibald?  your little playfellow?  Oh; Chronos; Chronos; this

is too bad of you!  'Comes down; C。'



PATIENCE  Archibald!  Is it possible?  Why; let me look!  It is! 

It is!  'takes his hands。'  It must be!  Oh; how happy I am!  I

thought we should never meet again!  And how you've grown!



GROS。  Yes; Patience; I am much taller and much stouter than I

was。



PATIENCE  And how you've improved!



GROS。 'dropping her hands and turning'  Yes; Patience; I am very

beautiful!  'Sighs。'



PATIENCE  But surely that doesn't make you unhappy?



GROS。  Yes; Patience。  Gifted as I am with a beauty which

probably has not its rival on earth; I am; nevertheless; utterly

and completely miserable。



PATIENCE  Oh  but why?



GROS。  My child…love for you has never faded。  Conceive; then;

the horror of my situation when I tell you that it is my hideous

destiny to be madly loved at first sight by every woman I come

across!



PATIENCE  But why do you make yourself so picturesque?  Why not

disguise yourself; disfigure yourself; anything to escape this

persecution?



GROS。  No; Patience; that may not be。  These gifts  irksome as

they are  were given to me for the enjoyment and delectation of

my fellow…creatures。  I am a trustee for Beauty; and it is my

duty to see that the conditions of my trust are faithfully

discharged。



PATIENCE  And you; too; are a Poet?



GROS。  Yes; I am the Apostle of Simplicity。  I am called

〃Archibald the All…Right〃  for I am infallible!



PATIENCE  And is it possible that you condescend to love such a

girl as I?



GROS。  Yes; Patience; is it not strange?  I have loved you with a

Florentine fourteenth…century frenzy for full fifteen years!



PATIENCE  Oh; marvelous!  I have hitherto been deaf to the voice

of love。  I seem now to know what love is!  It has been revealed

to me  it is Archibald Grosvenor!



GROS。  Yes; Patience; it is!  'She goes into his arms。'



PATIENCE 'as in a trance'  We will never; never part!



GROS。  We will live and die together!



PATIENCE  I swear it!



GROS。  We both swear it!



PATIENCE 'recoiling from him'  But  oh; horror!



GROS。  What's the matter?



PATIENCE  Why; you are perfection!  A source of endless ecstasy

to all who know you!



GROS。  I know I am。  Well?



PATIENCE  Then; bless my heart; there can be nothing unselfish in

loving you!



GROS。  Merciful powers!  I never thought of that!



PATIENCE  To monopolize those features on which all women love to

linger!  It would be unpardonable!



GROS。  Why; so it would!  Oh; fatal perfection; again you

interpose between me and my happiness!



PATIENCE  Oh; if you were but a thought less beautiful than you

are!



GROS。  Would that I were; but candour compels me to admit that

I'm not!



PATIENCE  Our duty is clear; we must part; and for ever!



GROS。  Oh; misery!  And yet I cannot question the propriety of

your decision。  Farewell; Patience!



PATIENCE  Farewell; Archibald!  'they both turn to go。'

     'suddenly'  But stay!



GROS。  Yes; Patience?



PATIENCE  Although I may not love you  for you are perfection …

… there is nothing to prevent your loving me。  I am plain;

homely; unattractive!



GROS。  Why; that's true!

 

PATIENCE  The love of such a man as you for such a girl as I must

be unselfish!



GROS。  Unselfishness itself!





       No。 8a。 Though to marry you would very selfish be

                             (Duet)

                     Patience and Grosvenor



PATIENCE  Though to marry you would very selfish be



GROSVENOR      Hey; but I'm doleful  willow willow waly!



PATIENCE  You may; all the same; continue loving me 



GROSVENOR      Hey willow waly O!



BOTH           All the world ignoring;

               You'll/I'll go on adoring

               Hey; willow waly O!



         'They go off sadly  PATIENCE; L。; GROSVENOR; R。U。E。'





               No。 9。 Let the merry cymbals sound

                       (Finale of Act I)

                            Ensemble



'Enter BUNTHORNE; crowned with roses and hung about with

     garlands; and looking very miserable。  He is led by ANGELA

     and SAPHIR (each of whom holds an end of the rose…garland by

     which he is bound); and accompanied by procession of

     Maidens。  They are dancing classically; and playing on

     cymbals; double pipes; and other archaic instruments。  JANE

     last; with a very large pair of cymbals。'



'The procession enters over the drawbridge; BUNTHORNE being

     preceded by the Chorus。  They go R。 and round the stage;

     ending with BUNTHORNE down L。C。; with ANGELA on his R。;

     SAPHIR on his L。; JANE up C。'



MAIDENS   Let the merry cymbals sound;

               Gaily pipe Pandaean pleasure;

          With a Daphnephoric bound

               Tread a gay but classic measure;

               Tread a gay but classic measure。

          Ev'ry heart with hope is beating;

          For; at this exciting meeting

               Fickle Fortune will decide

               Who shall be our Bunthorne's bride!



          Ev'ry heart with hope is beating;

          For; at this exciting meeting

               Fickle Fortune will decide

               Who shall be our Bunthorne's bride!



          Let the merry cymbals sound;

          Gaily pipe Pandaean pleasure;

               With a Daphnephoric bound

               Tread a gay but classic; classic measu
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