Saxons: A
The Saxons: A Drama of Christianity in the North
作者：Schoonmaker, Edwin Davies, 1873-1940
体例：题 章数：139
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共 139 题- THE SAXONS
- A DRAMA OF CHRISTIANITY IN THE NORTH
- BY EDWIN DAVIES SCHOONMAKER
- TO MY MOTHER
- PERSONS OF THE DRAMA.
- THE SAXON UNIT.
- THE ROMAN UNIT.
- THE GREEK UNIT.
- THE SUPERNATURAL.
- THE SAXONS
- ACT ONE.
- RUDOLPH-- But--
- RUDOLPH--It eats the blade--
- FRITZ-- We--
- FRITZ--It's plentiful here, too; deer and--
- FRITZ--He ravages the whole wide--
- FRITZ--And we, we men--
- OSWALD--And we are like the fishes--
- SELMA--Fairies. (_She comes to the log._)
- OSWALD-- (_With horror._) Know Satan! (_He turns away._)
- SELMA--I say I do not know--
- FRITZ--
- FRITZ-- Then you can steal or--
- HARTZEL-- I don't doubt that some would. (_Canzler touches him._)
- WIGLAF--It used to live in gleemen's songs, but now--
- CANZLER-- Stay here with us, Wiglaf. (_Selma enters the cottage._)
- WIGLAF--Red from the breaking of--
- WIGLAF--Bragi is singing the white years away. (_He goes out right._)
- CANZLER--We may be few, Wiglaf, but--
- From us say "Hail!"
- FRITZ-- Max--
- CONRAD--There was a sheep's pelt lying in the bank--
- I know I did, but if the rest say stay--
- RUDOLPH--No one has seen him since last night when Fritz--
- FRITZ--I saw him with the pelt--
- CANZLER--This afternoon. Be quick. (_The men start back left._)
- OSWALD--(_Downcast, stammering._) I--
- ACT TWO.
- FIFTH FAIRY--It's the dew falling. (_They hurry up the slope._)
- KILO-- (_Sitting up._) What is it? (_They listen._)
- SOLOMAN--The Devil broke it on a gibbet--
- ANOTHER-- (_Far within._) He has not returned. (A pause.)
- ACT THREE.
- CANZLER--They make you sad. (_He starts down the slope_.)
- ELY--I feel so too, Pierre. These acts of grace--
- PIERRE-- All these will vanish when--
- PIERRE--Soon the stone will stir. (_He enters the chapel._)
- LOUIS-- If he cannot-- (_He stops._)
- I cannot be a man!
- LOUIS-- But, Father, that--
- LOUIS--Then Oswald's fall--
- LOUIS--"If I had my way I would burn that thing."
- One breath of this would bring the rafters down. (_A pause._)
- ABBOT--You should have told me that. (_He walks to and fro._)
- LOUIS-- (_Under his breath._) Benedict! (_A silence._)
- I am the Prior. Down, St. Peter! John!
- RENE--If you roar, Lion, when the hunter comes--
- LOUIS--
- ABBOT-- And in myself a--
- SIMON-- Sh! (_He points to the Abbot._)
- ABBOT-- Not that--
- ABBOT-- I mean--
- ABBOT--You said God's dreadful summoner--
- ABBOT-- Benedict,--
- ABBOT-- Don't think--
- FATHER BENEDICT--And lightening-- (_He drinks._)
- RENE--Come, sing the matins, Simon, for the dawn--
- BASIL--(_Aloud._) Thank _God!_
- ABBOT--We feared if you should learn what your part is--
- ABBOT--(_Hesitatingly._) W-e-l-l--
- FATHER BENEDICT--Thank God it's not in yours. (_A pause._)
- RACHEL--Those heathen dogs. Are they in town? I fear--
- JARDIN--Was Jardin right last week when comrade's wife
- FIRST MAN--'Cause we ain't seen the wars--
- Line up! (_He chooses nine men, whom he arranges in squads of three._)
- LEAD.
- THE WOMEN--Look! Look! (_They fall upon their knees._)
- OSWALD-- (_Excitedly._)
- OSWALD--And even human hands--
- FATHER BENEDICT--The--
- ANOTHER--Blue devil-fire sputtered on the crags and sulphur--
- CRIES-- Come on! (_They start toward the village._)
- CANZLER--
- ACT FOUR.
- SUK-- (_Huskily, to silence him._) Zory! (_The whistling stops._)
- KILO--Gimel! (_He blows the coal._)
- ZORY--I'll straddle the moon and--
- OSWALD--I did not say that Father was a--
- FATHER BENEDICT--_That's a lie!_
- ABBOT-- He is--
- FATHER BENEDICT--Even if I don't pray here
- My son, I now absolve you from all--
- Your haste to wash his heart is evidence--
- FATHER BENEDICT--"_Simply_ said!"
- OSWALD-- I said--
- OSWALD--I call the saints--
- OSWALD--I said you _spoke_ as those that hunt--
- ABBOT--_Non somnium venatoris._--
- FATHER BENEDICT--I'll tell you what. The hunter--
- ABBOT--Benedict, God's curse--
- ABBOT-- On--
- ABBOT-- Yes, and on--
- OSWALD--(_Excitedly._) You had no right--
- OSWALD-- But 'twas the boy--
- OSWALD-- I did not--
- And you--and you who caused all this, may God--
- FATHER BENEDICT--But let God have his--
- OSWALD-- It was wrong--
- ABBOT--Louis, take him--
- OSWALD--He--
- LOUIS--
- LOUIS--When he was brought up. Why he--
- FATHER BENEDICT-- _If! If!_
- ABBOT--If he hath spoken unbecomingly--
- ABBOT--You mean to say--
- ABBOT--To say the dwarf killed--
- FATHER BENEDICT--
- ABBOT--You know why I--
- ABBOT--Stay, Benedict, tell me explicitly--
- ABBOT-- I hope so. (_Thunder._)
- LOUIS--And don't let Oswald--
- LOUIS-- Still, if you think--
- Now we're scudding. Right through the Dipper--
- ACT FIVE.
- HUGH CAPET--The roof's off Pirot's barn, and Lisette--
- BACQUEUR--How is the Bailiff? (_Distant thunder._)
- FATHER BENEDICT--(_After a pause, as though he had heard the cry._)
- ANOTHER--"Run to the mountains, men!"
- ANOTHER-- "Quick! quick!"
- PIERRE-- "The dogs! the dogs!"
- FATHER BENEDICT-- _Put out his eyes himself!_
- PIERRE--Oh, in his fever--
- PIERRE--And someone--
- What is it you do? Go back in there! God's curse--
- Pick up--
- FATHER BENEDICT--
- That belly levels all things in the plain. (_Thunder._)
- A VOICE--Now. (_A pause._)
- SELMA--