Act Three SCENE I Before Alaciel's House. GUENDOLEN But what you tell me is not credible. Could Love at the prime vision slip your fence And his red bees wing humming to your heart ? What, at the premier interchange of eyes Seed bulged into the bud, the bud to flower, Bloom waxing into fruit ? can passion sink Thus deep embedded in a maiden soil ? Masks not your love in an unwonted guise ? ALACIEL Sweet girl, you are a casket yet unused, A fair, unprinted page. These mysteries Are alien to your grasp, until Love pen His novel lithograph and write in you Songs bubbling with the music of a name. Oh, I am faster

SCENE VII The palace in Bassora. Ibn Sawy, Ameena, Nureddene, Anice-Aljalice, Doonya, Ajebe. IBN SAWY End, end embraces; they will last our life, Thou dearest cause at once of all our woes And their sweet ender! Cherish her, Nureddene, Who saved thy soul and body. NUREDDENE Surely I'll cherish My heart's queen! ANICE-ALJALICE Only your slave-girl. DOONYA You've got a King, You lucky child! But I have only a Turk, A blustering, bold and Caliph-murdering Turk Who writes me silly letters, stabs my lovers When they would run away with me, and makes A general Turkish nuisance of h

SCENE II Ibn Sawy's house. A room in the women's apartments. Ameena, Doonya. AMEENA Has he come in ? DOONYA He has. AMEENA For three long days! I will reprove him — call him to me, Doonya. I will be stern. DOONYA That's right. Lips closer there! And just try hard to frown. That's mildly grim And ought to shake him. Now you spoil all by laughing. AMEENA Away, you madcap! Call him here. DOONYA The culprit Presents himself unsummoned. Enter Nureddene. NUREDDENE (at the door) Ayoob, Ayoob! A bowl of sherbet in my chamber.

JUVENILIA THE WITCH OF ILNI A Dream of the Woodlands CHARACTERS CORILLO : prince of Ilm VALENTINE : a courtier IMELANDER : a sylvan poet FORESTERS : courtiers ALACIEL : the witch of Ilni GUENDOLEN : her sister GIRLS OF THE FOREST PERSONAE MUTAE Page .– 1057 The Witch of Ilni The Woodlands of Ilni. Girls and youths dancing. Song Under the darkling tree Who danceth with thee, Sister, say ? His hair is the sweet sunlight His eyes a starry night In May. Under the leaf-wrought screen Who crowns thee his queen Kissing thee ? His lips are a ru

Act Five SCENE I Outside the King's tents near Pratisthana. In the background the confluence of the river Ganges and Yamuna. -Manavaka alone. MANAVAKA After long pleasuring with Urvasie In Nandan and all woodlands of the Gods, Our King's at last returned, and he has entered His city, by the jubilant people met With splendid greetings, and resumed his toils. Ah, were he but a father, nothing now Were wanting to his fullness. This high day At confluence of great Ganges with the stream Dark Yamuna, he and his Queen have bathed. Just now he passed into his tent, and surely His girls adorn him. I w

SCENE V In the forest. Pratap, Ruttan and Rajpoots. OUTSIDE Bappa! Bappa! Ho, Sheva Ekling! An arrow descends and a Rajpoot/alls. RUTTAN Still upwards! ICHALGURH Upwards still! Death on the height Seats crowned to meet us', downwards is to dishonour And that's no Rajpoot movement. Brother Ruttan, We're strangled with a noose intangible. O my brave Rajpoots, by my headlong folly Led to an evil death! RUTTAN What is this weakness, Chouhan of famous Ichalgurh ? Remember Thyself, my brother. But a little more And we have reached their wasps'-nest on the hills. ICHALGURH Not

The Door at Abelard THE village of Streadhew lay just under the hill, a collection of brown solid cottages straggling through the pastures, and on the top of the incline Abelard with its gables and antique windows watched the road wind and drop slowly to the roofs of Orringham two miles away. For many centuries the house and the village had looked with an unchanged face on a changing world, and in their old frames housed new men and manners, while Orringham beyond adapted itself and cast off its mediaeval slough. The masters of Abelard lived with the burden of a past which they could not change. Stephen Abelard of Abelard, the last male of his line, had lived i

Act Three SCENE I Bassora. Ibn Sawy's House. A room in the outer apartments decorated for a banquet. Doonya, Anice-Aljalice, Balkis. DOONYA Lord, how they pillage! Even the furniture Cannot escape these Djinns. Ogre Ghaneem Picks up that costly chain between his teeth And off to his castle; devil Ayoob drops That table of mosaic in his pocket; Zeb sweeps off rugs and couches in a whirlwind. What purse will long put up with such ill-treatment? BALKIS It must be checked. DOONYA 'Tis much that he has kept His promise to my uncle. Oh, he's sound! These villains spoil him. Anice

Act Two Scene - I MANAVAKA Listen, you dreamer! Are you deaf? I tell you I have found a way: PURURAVAS Speak on. MANAVAKA Woo sleep that marries men with dreams, Or on a canvas paint in Urvasie And gaze on her for ever. URVASIE (aside) O sinking coward heart, now, now revive. PURURAVAS And either is impossible. For look! How can I, with this rankling wound of love, Call to me sleep who marries men with dreams ? And if I paint the sweetness of her face, Will not the tears, before it is half done, Blurring my gaze with mist, blot the dear vision ? CHITRA

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