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…nsuspicious of the weird : “ One day a person with a beard Shall write of thee, and write a lot Too like the late Sir Walter Scott). Sir Percivale de Percivale (Begin again !) was over all The pangs of death foreseen ; his eye Sought the high rafter vacantly. A week, and he would see no more ! His lady long had gone — O Lor’ ! I hear ‘ St. Agnes’ Eve ’ suggest To this 8’s better a far best ; Spenserian solemnity Fits this part of my minstrelsy. Now is the breath of winter in the hall. The logs die out — the knight would be alone ! The brave Sir…
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FURTHER NOTE The silly cavillers now observe that this is no solution of the difficulty, Sir P. Percivale being English. This is absurd : (I) Lady Percivale is just as likely to have remained virgo intacta as any other mother : (2) The English law, cognisant of the dilemma set forth above, permits the use of a poker in the relations of man and wife : (3) If God’s Grace can break a habit, it can surely rupture a hymen.
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PERSONS STUDIED THE MARQUIS OF GLENSTRAE, K.G. TYSON ............................................ A farmer. SIR PERCIVAL DE PERCIVALE ............. Bart K.C.B. a deadhead. SIR PERCY DE PERCIVALE .................. His Son. JOHN CARRUTHERS ................................ His Friend and Steward of his house. GREUMOCH ......................................... A Highland gillie. ARNOLD } ....................................... Household servants. RITSON SIR HERPES ZOSTER, M.D. .................. A celebrated physician. SIR GRABSON JOBBS, Q.C. ....…
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…your honour here ! Sir Percy ? Who then dares to face him ? CARRUTHERS. Let go my bridle, girl, I save a life. MOLLY. You hunt Sir Percy Percivale ! CARRUTHERS. To save him. MOLLY. God save all honest men from knaves like you ! Stay, though, you are his friend ? CARRUTHERS. His guardian. MOLLY. And I his promised wife. CARRUTHERS. Mad girl, be off ! MOLLY. Ay, strike me, coward !
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…e disguise ; his true name was Johann Schmidt. SIR HERPES Z. So ? Why the deception ? SIR GRABSON J. A Jesuit, no doubt ! But about Lady Percivale now ? SIR HERPES Z. Better and better. Old Farmer Tyson, luckily enough, as it turned out, insisted on examination; and no less than twenty-three skilled surgeons — all men of note ! — declared her to be virgo intacta. SIR GRABSON J. Eh ? What ? SIR HERPES Z. You see, Englishmen — ah ! SIR GRABSON J. Er—ah ? SIR HERPES Z. Ah !
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…bduction. ANGELA. Pish ! the law ! Go, my dear (Whispers) husband — ah ! how proud you look ! Come when you will ! CARRUTHERS. Sir Percy Percivale ! I stand here in your dear dead father’s name. ANGELA. You stand here, Percy, for yourself — and me. CARRUTHERS. Come down ; I am your guardian. Know this ! Without me you do nought, say nought, spend nought. Obey me ! SIR PERCY. Silence, sir, I am your master. Whatever powers my father may have given To you, there’s one that I inherit from him ; Namely, to tame the insolent. Turns to Angela. Dear w…
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…e, let me give you this medicine. A little prick of pain, and then — pleasure — Oh ! (She bends caressingly over the arm of Sir Percy de Percivale, and stabs it with a needle.)
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… added a brow Cool — O how cool ! Fool ! Fool ! Fool ! With a terrible laugh he springs out of sight down the crags. SCENE III SIR PERCY PERCIVALE, in the Hall. O the gloom of these distasteful tomes ! The horror of the secrets here discovered ! Wake, ye salamandrines ; sleep, ye gnomes ! Were those the sylphs that round me hovered
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…Not enough, you she-devil. More ! More ! Exit. Angela falls back to sleep. SCENE XI Paris. ANGELA, LORD and LADY GLENSTRAE, SIR PERCY DE PERCIVALE. ANGELA. You will not believe what I tell you ? These friends will tell you what I mean, and if I mean it ! You had your dis- missal this morning. Never dare to address me again !
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…ye. Slowly retires, looking over her shoulder. They run back to meet each other, and embrace anew for some minutes. Eventually Sir Percy Percivale tears himself away, Molly disappears, and Sir Percy goes sorrowfully back to his boat, which he now manoeuvres to the landing stage. ANGELA. Now let him find it ! This will puzzle him. When Limburger replaces Patchouli, Why — moonrise ! Sir Percy, radiant, reaches the landing stage, moors his boat and mounts. He sees a pink note on the wharf. SIR PERCY. Ah ! she has dropped this ! A cruel fool am I ;…
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… draw no picture of the Fates (Recitativo—rhyming 8s) Presiding over birth and so on. I leave the Gods alone, and go on. Sir Percival de Percivale Sat in his vast baronial hall
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…trong a discipline of sense, Too cool a brain, too self-controlled a heart : — Well, we shall see. Turns to his books. SCENE V SIR PERCY PERCIVALE, on Wastwater. God, I have rowed ! My hands are one blister ; By arms are one ache ; But my brain is a fire, As erst on the fell, In the hall ; let me dive To the under-abode, Where the sweet-voiced sister
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…ritics topped and sliced, Put the ky-bosh on Jesus Christ. I sing a tale of modern life (Suited for reading to my wife) Of how Sir Percy Percivale Grew from a boy into a man ; Well ware of every metric plan A bard may dream, a rhymester scrawl, Avoiding with deliberate “ Damn ! ” (Ut supra) In Memoriam ; For such suggestion would suffice To turn your blood to smoke or ice, Dismissing with a hearty curse Eunuch psychology, pimp verse. Moreover, lest my metre move From year to year in one dull groove, Invention, hear me ! Strange device Hatch fro…
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…ed like a playful kitten To usher in the youth’s c. d. e. f., ert Or inert as may be ; it can’t the lucky deaf hurt.) SCENE II SIR PERCY PERCIVALE, on a mountain summit. No higher ? No higher ? All hell is my portion. My mouth is as fire ; My thought an abortion. This is the summit ?
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…of a dramatic scene. (The beau- tiful woman gets up and goes. The poet hastily follows her out.) SCENE XIV TEN MONTHS LATER Sir Percy de Percivale’s Ancestral Hall. SIR HERPES ZOSTER, M.D. SIR GRABSON JABBS, Q.C. SIR HERPES Z. Yes, indeed, a most fortunate event. The children weigh 46 lbs between the three of them. All boys ! I. Godly for “ are in love with one another ”.
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… shall clutch him to these sagging breasts Stained, bruised, — enough ! — and take his life in mine — Ugh ! pleasure of Hell ! Sir Percy Percivale, Here is a strumpet. Ha ! have you a sword ? Enough. I am dressed. I am lovely, have communed With my dark heart : I see my way to it : — Oh joy ! joy ! joy ! — Hortense, these candles out ! The maid blows out the mirror candles. I will go down. Prepare my scented paper, My rosy wax against my coming here — When, girl ? I’ th’ morn, i’ th’ morn ! When else ? I’d write. She goes out, with a set smile …
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72 WHY JESUS WEPT. Behind, and for this reason not previously observed by the vigilant eye of the reader, are Sir Percy Percivale and Molly Tyson. Near the ‘ Lord’s Table ’ a brother is standing and praying ; he intersperses his prayer with repeated ‘ you know’s, like the Cairene bore in Marryat’s novel. I AGÉD SISTER, sotto voce. Yes ! it’s all so blesséd and romantic, my dear, thank the Lord ! They were both brought to Jesus on one night, Ascen- sion Day, as the poor PaganI bodies call it, through the minis- tration of Mr. Hogwash, the Baptis…