18 2 th e S a me E ntb ot
.
N E G H B O RL Y P O EM S O N F R I E N D S H I P , G RI E F
F A RM
H ol e
l e ct
-
L I F E—I n c l u d i n g
Se r i e s — Ex
!
and
T h e O l d Sw i mm i n
!
c lus ive ly
Ch a r a cte r
A ND
i n H oos i e r D i a
.
SK E T C H E S I N P R O SE —W i th O c c a s i o n a l P o e m s
A F T ERW H I L Es —Se r i ou s
and
D i a l e c t P o e tr y
P I P ES o P A N —F i v e Sk e t c h e s
’
RHYM ES
CH I L D H O O D
0F
Oth e r V e r s e s
and
am a i n
.
— Ch i l d
-
Dia lect
.
V er s e
an t a s
.
H
W
E
N
O
B
M ERRI LL
T E
E N G LA N D Z
R O SE S — P o e m s
Is
mm n
ou s
IN
-
V a r i ou s
ED
.
and
T HE ABOV E Book s P U BLIS HED BY
O L D F A SH I O N
.
F i fty P oe m s
T H E F L Y I N G I SL A N D S O F T H E N I G H T—A F
ti c D r
’
,
Dia le c t
.
LO N G M ANS, G REEN do
Lo w
o n.
.
THE FLYING ISLANDS
O F THE NIG HT
BY
J AM ES W H I T CO M B R I LEY
!
A thy ng e
f
o
—
wy tc h m c n f
an
i d le
IND IANAP O LIS
T HE
B O W EN M ERRILL C O
-
1 89 2
.
Copyri g ht
BY J AM ES W
1 89 x
.
RILEY
TO
M AD I SO N C AW EI N
Song s
FOR th e
Humor it
’
,
a nd
s a ke
even s o
l et i t g o
t m ed a nd wild of wing
Le a ve i t ev er trua nting
A ll
un a
.
Be i ts fl ig h t elus ive
For th e
Song
Yie ld i t but
As
W h o wi ll
Ha ve
s un
’
.
—l
.
o,
s s a k e— ev en s o .
a n ea r a s
k in d
t h ou p er k es t to th e win d
na
m e us
wh a t th e
.
s ea s
g on for ce nt uries
Song s
0 Sea s !
For th e
’
Even
s a ke
!
a nd
Breefes , blow
Sing !
or
Sing !
nor eve
W a ve
or
so
W ind
or
Bird
r afterwa rd
m ea ning to a s —No
Clea r thy
For th e Song s
’
s a k e.
Even
s o.
THE FLYING ISLAND S O F T HE NIG HT
D RAM AT I S
K RU NG
.
P ERSO N ! E
.
—
Ki n g of the Sp irk s
,
C RESTILLO M EEM ,
—
The Q ueen Second Cons or t
K ru ng
Th e T u ne F oo l
—
Pri nc e Son of K run g
—
Pri ncess of th e W unk s
A Dwa rf— of th e Sp i rk s
SP RAIV O LL,
to
.
.
-
AM P HINE,
A
D W AINIE,
J U C KLET
C REEC H a nd
,
N i ghtm ares
G RITC HFANG ,
C oun selors ,
Courtiers Heralds etc etc
.
,
,
,
.
.
.
.
.
.
etc.
,
I!
AC T I
.
—
SC EN E T HE
F LY I NG I S LA N D S
.
SCE NE I Sp i rk la nd Tim e, M oondawn Interior of Cour t of
K RU NG
A va s t penda n t s t a r burns dim ly i n the dom e
a bove th e t h rone
C REST ILLO M EEM dis covered l a nguidly
.
.
.
.
,
.
recl ining a t foot of empty t h rone a n over turned goblet ly ing
nea r a s t h ough jus t dra ined
Th e Queen in s eeming da ged
e cs t a tic s t a t e rapt ly
ga ging upwa rd a nd l is t ening Swa rm
z ng form s a nd fa ces in a i r a bov e s een eeriely coming a nd
,
g oing blending a nd int erming ling i n dom ed cei l ing sp a ces
of th e cour t W eird m us ic My s tic luminous bea utiful
fa ces det a ch ed from s wa rm fl oa t s ing ly forwa rd tremu
lous ly a nd i n s ucces s i on pois ing i n mi d a i r a nd ch a nting
,
.
,
,
.
,
,
-
,
.
.
,
,
,
,
,
-
,
,
,
.
THE FLYING ISL A ND S
F IRST F AC E
A nd wh o hath known
Ha
ve
h er
A nd from
h er
e
li k e as
—si nc e th e
k nown her
F i lched from
h er—
.
vyi ng sky
en
ch e e ks its mo rn i ng
y e s its g l ory
F ACE
SEC O ND
I
knew
l o ng
a nd
h ue,
dew
.
.
lo ng b efore
H i g h [Eo l oos ed her pal m
!
-
too,
,
Of dazzli ng s h i n e and di a m o nd
—
her
I
a nd
th o ug h t !
What awful sp l endor h ave I wroug h t
To
dazz l e
ea
rth and H ea v e n too !
,
T HIRD
I k new
—
her
Ere 1BO y et
To fas h i on
lon g
e re n
F AC E
E en
’
,
.
i g ht w a s
’
o er
co nj ectured wh at
day
—
a ye ,
oi
b efore
H e spri nkl ed stars across
Of n i g ht
!
a nd
th e
floor
sw ept th a t form of m i ne
as a fl eck of bli nd ed s h i ne
,
Back to the b l ack where l i ght was not
FO U RTH
F AC E
.
Ere
day was dreamt I saw
Lift
from som e starry h idi
,
h er
fac e
plac e
ng-
.
,
OF THE NIG H T
.
W h er e
our old
m oon was k nee li ng wh i le
Sh e lit
its feature s with
h er
sm i l e
F IFTH F AC E
I k new
W e re
Or
h er
ne
’
e en
.
.
wh i l e th es e i sl a nds
y et
stl i ng s— e re th e y fe ath e red
co uld g ap e with th em
Apoi s e th e
or
,
laz i e st ambli ng bre ez e
w i ng ,
g et
-
Or c h ee p c h i rp
out,
,
or a nyt h i ng
W h e n T i m e croo ne d rhym es
Above th e m
— n
,
rs e ri es
of nu
odd ed doz ed
l pt
a nd s e
,
ti ll wak e n i ng
,
And
k new it
Th e
morn i ng s tar s b eg a n to si ng
And
H eav en s fi rst te nd er Ce ws we re wept
not,
,
,
’
r
S I!
I kn ew
,
h er
Of A ng e ls
F ACE
.
wh en th e j ealo us h a nds
s et
h er
U po n a p ed esta l
And let h er
TH
sculptured f orm
of
storm
to th i s la nd with strands
Of twi sted l i ghtn i n g s
.
S EV ENTH F AC E
And
Her voice
ere s h e
I
.
h eard
could to ne a word
.
THE
Of
but th e
a ny
And O ,
FL YING ISL ANDS
S e raph to ngu e
-
sad sweete r th a n al l s un g
-
Or word sai d thi ng s
-
B et wee n th e tears
Lo,
.
—
s he
la unch ed from
to h ear
h er
say
,
das h ed away !
th e
ffe nd e d si gh t
o
Of [Eo l— a ng ui sh i nfi n ite
Is
Si n
ours O S i ste rhood of
,
Yet i s thy s e rvic e m i ne by ri gh t ,
And
sweet as I may rul e it thus
,
Sh a ll
Si n s myrrh savor taste to us
’
-
S i n s Empres s— let my re i g n b eg i n !
’
C HO RU S
OF
S W ARM ING F ACE S
.
W e follow th ee fore v e r
on
T hro ugh
a nd
T h rou g h
dark est n i gh t
storm
!
di m m e st daw n !
—
th ro ugh
a nd calm
s h ower
H ear tho u our voic e s a nsweri n g th i ne !
We
—
follow
cra ving b ut to
—
Th y followers
be
W e follow th ee
W e follow , fo ll ow follow thee !
,
W e follow ev er
O
’
er
h i ll
a nd
on
on
ho ll ow brak e and l awn
,
T h ro ug h g ruesom e
Where l i ght
and
of
!
val e and dread ravi n e
day i s n eve r s ee n
.
a nd
sh i n e
,
THE
6
We follow ev e r
FL YING ISL ANDS
on a nd on
For wh eresoev er thou hast g on e
W e hast en j oyous knowi n g there
,
Is
sweeter
s in
tha n otherwh ere
Leave
sti l l its latest cup that we
,
M ay drai n it as
we
fol low thee
.
W e fol low follow follow th ee !
,
,
[Th rough out fi na l
a nd form s i n
f
ore
g
r
s lowly va n is h a nd v oices g ra dua l ly fa il to s h eer
ound
g
s ilen ce
C RESTILLO M EEM ris ing a nd wis tfully ga fi ng
evident ly reg a inin
w
d
o
n
t
e
s elf look s
a nd l is t en ing! t h en
g
—
l
to be a s s ured of being utt er y a lone t h en sp ea k s ]
s ta n a s
fa ces
,
in
,
,
.
,
,
,
.
C RESTILLO M EEM
Th e Thron e
To
i s throwi ng wid e its g i l d e d arm s
w e lcom e me
Leap
For
I
up ,
,
ye
.
Th e Th ro ne of Kru ng !
.
lazy echo e s
,
a nd
C re s ti llomee m, th e
la ugh l o ud !
—
Q u ee n
ha l
ha !
D o fl i ng
my rich es t m i rth i nto yo ur mo uth s
T hat y e
may fatte n ri pe with m ock e ry !
I marv e l what
th e
ki ng dom wo uld b ecom e
W e re I not h ere to nurse it l i k e a b a b e
And dandl e
it abov e th e reach
Of i nte rm eddl ers
i n th e
H a ! ha !
a nd
roy a l l i ne
cl utch
THE NIGH T
OF
.
And their attendant s e rfs
’
Ti s
ti m e my
k na rlé d warp
W ere here to weav e us
,
Of si lk e n vi llai n ies
[Lif
ts
Ho !
.
cret door
op ening
.
ho !
,
of n ic e
po n
on u
a na
our
tomy
m es h
Ho ! J uck let, h o !
.
in
se
J uck let
p a ve a nd drops a s ta r bud t h rough
Enter J U C K LET from below !
-
.
J UC K LET
.
Spa ng sprit ! my g racious Q ueen !
M y l eft ea r to a ci nd e r !
Ri ng s li k e a di ng do ng
a nd
on
-
my
th e
b ut th ou h ast
s
corc h ed
h ea d
co a s t
of de
ath
F or pati e nt h a te ! thy h a s ty s i g na l b urs t
,
F ull
in
my fa c e as h ith erw a rd
But th o ugh
my
Si nged
sti nks lik e a l ittl
w ig
lug b e
I ca me !
fri ed to cri s p
a nd
,
t
at
th y
C REST ILLO M EEM
H old ! rare don e fool l est I may bid
-
,
H ow fare s
J U C K LET
W unk
.
th e
th e
.
cook
K i ng by thi s ?
.
I l eft h i m sl ee pi n g l i k e a q ui nsi ed bab e
N ext th e guest ch mber
-
a
of
,
f e et
And kiss thy sandal with a bli stered lip
bak e th ee brown
my
e s un- s ew e d
I s tretc h my fra gra nt pre s e nc e
To
th e
’
a poor man s house !
THE FLYING ISL A ND S
8
But
e re
I came away to re st m i ne ears
,
I salve d h i s we l ded l ids u ncorked h i s nose
,
’
And o
er
th e
,
odorous b l ossom of h i s lips
Re squ eezed th e ti nctured spon g e , and fel t h i s puls e
-
Com e sta ggeri n g back to reg ularity
And fo ur
And
.
hours h e nce h i s H i gh ness will awak e
P eac e wi ll take a nap !
C RESTILLO M EEM
Ha !
J U C KLET
I m ea n that
he
But
,
a nd
.
suspects our k nav e ri es
I pray thee start l e
mute thy v e ry h e art
And let th e
What m ean
[Ominous ly ]
.
Som e covert spy i s burrow ed
N ay
.
in
i n th e
.
co urt
n ot a loud,
its
out-
throb
bl enchi ng of thy ch eeks but
A whisperi n g
,
be
sort of pallor !
C RESTILLO M EEM
A
spy P— Here ?
J U C KLET
Aye , here— and hap l y even
W ho s e un seen
eye
seem s
now.
ev
.
.
A nd
one
er focused kee n
y ou ?
THE NIGH T
OF
Upon
our
Ea ts
v e ry crumb
e
I n th es e
Ki
Th e
.
acti o n and whos e hun ge ri ng
,
our s e
—
ng
of
Hath j ab be re d
Of treach e ry
cou ns e l that w e drop
cret i nte rvi ews
thro ug h
a ll
h is
— For h e
talki ng s l ee p to
-
-
da y
i tri g ue co ns pi racy
of n
a nd
,
h a te
fe l l ows h i p
in
With di re d es i g n s upo n h i s roy a l
To
ea r
o ust it from
th e T h rone
,
b ulk ,
.
C RESTILLO M EEM
.
He spak e my nam e ?
J U C K LET
.
0
Qu ee n
,
he
sp eaks
M a k e s m e lody
of e
not e
ve r
but th y
v e ry s e nte nc e
na
me
— Ye a
,
He th i nks th ee ev e n tru e to h i m a s th ou
Art fi ckl e fals e
a nd
,
And
la me
,
And fai nt ,
a nd
d eaf
a nd
sick
s ubtl e ! O
a nd
,
dumb
a nd
,
h ow b l i nd
a nd
worn
a nd
wea k
al l com modio us
-
His d ear love i s !
C RESTILLO M EEM
.
W i l t thou wi nd up thy ton gue
N or
let
it tan g l e
in
a knot
What said the Ki n g ?
2
of
words !
,
,
THE
10
FLYING ISL AND S
J U C KLET
He
O th a t
s he
k new th i s
sa
g re a t
di s tre s s of m i ne !
co uns e l with me
W ould
l i mpi d wi s d om
l i k e a l ov e
And,
And
-
b a lm ,
l ull my s l ee pl
Strugg l i ng
Th at
we ll
es s
m a udli n
a ll
nig h
h a th
a nd
,
’
o er
l a v e my
h ea
Cre s tillomee m
id !
For s h e w oul d
fl ow i n
.
se
h er
my
cret
ic e
vo
w ounds ,
g r i ef
—An d s o w e n
rt !
t
w ra n g l e d w e b
i n th e
c ocoone d h i m
C REST ILLO M EEM
.
D id h e
No h i nt of t h i s
my s te ri ous d i s tre s s
He
h ol d
ne eds
m us t
W h a t sa i d h e
i n h is
S om e cl ue we re
on ,
t r
s e q ue s e e d
from
t a l k i ng s l eep
-
g a i ne d
h is
yi e ld
Q uee n ?
by w h ic h
of h ow a n d
wh e n
wh enc e
a nd
H is tro ubl e cam e ?
J U C K LET
In
one
.
stra ng e phas e
A s t h ou gh som e sprited l a dy talk e d with
F ul l co urteo usly
Th ou
c om es t
,
he
y et
sa i d !
ln
wom a n s
I t h i nk th ou art
’
,
in
sp a k e
he
h im
.
g ui s e
s ooth
,
But woman i n thy for m — Th y words are stran ge
THE NIG HT
OF
A nd l eav e me my s t ifi ed
I fee l
.
Of al l tho u hast d ecl a red
a nd
,
va gue
so
-
I k now
T ho u
not
h ow
sayes t
And t h e n,
to act to ward
i s h a ng i ng
’
o er
th e
W h o 25 my foe ?
blow
me e v e n
now .
And o
’
!
,
th oug h if
an
,
over i n
Ti s D wa i n ie
our
Forev e r
Sh e
on
Kr ung
h er
,
’
.
11 s tak e
my so ul
teeth
d oom
of
of th e W unk s who p eeks
,
of
in
h e rs
l ips
,
in
our a
,
a nd
ffa i rs
p eers
,
som e dis gui s e th es e h i nts
,
See t h o u
i nte nt !
h i s fac e
.
th e g ri n ni ng
W ith thos e fine eye s
And carri es
,
,
I
Thri c e
!
swe r had b ee n g iv e n it
C RESTILLO M EEM
Of
er
dd en pal lor flash ed li k e d eath it s e lf
su
Had fal l en l ik e a curs e
’
,
with op en h a nds h e ld pl eadi ng ly
He a s k ed ,
As
y et
truth
shadow l ik e th y m ea ni ng i s to me
And
A
th e
II
a nd
that si l e nc e falls
th at th e si ght
wa s te s upo n our s ecre t actio n b l urs
With g ray
Co nc eal
us
a nd
g ri s ly s k um th a t s h all
from
And fa ng l e ss as
h er g a z e
th e fa t
H ere ! tak e th i s t uft
of
wh i l e
s he
for
a ye
writ h es bli nd
worm s of th e g rav e !
d ow ny druz e and wh e n
,
THE
12
T hou
comest
Say
Sh er gh a m
on
FL YING ISL A ND S
fronti n g fu l l
h er,
a nd
fai r
,
th rice and fluff it i n her face
,
.
J UC K LET
.
T hou
But
knowest scanty mag ic
all thou dost i s fai r l y
An t h is
T han
,
0
m y Queen
c e l l e nt
ex
charm work thou shalt have fu ll er faith
,
sti l l I m ust withho l d
[Ta k es ch a rm
,
wit h
.
xtra va ga nt
t i
s a lu a t on.
e
C RESTILLO M EEM
As
]
.
T hou g ibi n g
T hou
,
knave !
th i ng ! D ost dare to name my sorc e ry
a ny
B e ho l d what m i g ht
trifli ng g ift ?
Be th i ne an thy deservi n g wavered not
In
stabl e a nd abidi ng s e rvi c e to
Q uee n ! [She pres s es s udden ly h er p a lm up on h is ey es
t h en l ifts h er s oft ly opening h a nd upwa rd h i s g a ge fol
lowing wh ere s lowly s h ap i ng i n th e a i r a bove t h em ap
p ea rs th e counter s elf of C RESTILLO M EEM c lot hed i n
m os t radia nt y out h h er m a iden fa ce bent downwa rd to a
m oonlit s wa rd wh ere k neels a lover k nigh t fl a wles s i n
—
s
m a nly y mm et ry a nd pr incely bea uty y et none ot h er t h a n
th e counterp a rt of J UC KLET eeriely a nd wit h s tra nge
us ly tink l ing ins t rum ent th e
s weet ne s s s ing ing to s om e cur io
Th y
,
-
.
,
,
,
,
-
,
-
,
-
,
,
,
,
-
,
,
THE
14
FL YING ISLANDS
SEM BLANCE OF j U CKLET— SING S
.
Cr es ti llomeem
Cres ti llomeem
Our l ife s h a l l fl ow
m us ica l s trea m
as a
—
i
n
di
n
W
g ly p la cidly
on s h a ll
it
wend ,
M e rged wit h ma gh oor a bloom ba nk s wit h out
-
W or d birds s h a l l
-
Where
ca ll t h ee a nd drea m i
dos t t h ou
cruis e
W i th er a way
’
,
’
,
s
end
crea m
,
M eem a — Cres ti llomeem
M eem a
Cr es ti llomeem
DU O
[V is ion
.
ices gra dua lly fa il i ng
a nd vo
a way
.
]
Cr es ti llomeem
Cres ti l lomeem
Soul of my s lum ber !
Sta r of Love s ligh t
’
,
D rea m
’
f my
o
drea m 3
—
Cr es ti llomeem
M eem a
Cr es cent of Nigh t
’
,
M eem a !
Cr es ti llomeem
C RESTILLO M EEM
.
H ow now thou c l abber brai n ed
-
,
—
T hou s q uelk l thou
s p udge
OF THE NIG H T
.
J U C KLET
.
N ay 0 Qu ee n ! contort me not
,
To
more conden s e d l ittle n ess tha n
My sham e d fram e
i ncurreth
K i ndly
And
to
nip
Foreve r pranki n g
I n wak e
In
didst t h ou
o er
th e
wi l l
h ere,
that form i
’
,
’
th e
a i r,
dai si ed sward
sandal pri nts th at di nt th e d ews
of
-
As li g htly as
T h i ne ow n
Th e
,
it with thy ma g ic
Iiv mg
l eave it
its e lf
on
S ee i n g what m i ght fare with it
now
,
in
thy late maid e n h oo d
,
i n fl ig h ti ng
must needs hav e do ne
dread e ncroach ments of
Ki ng
th e
C RESTILLO M EEM
from
.
.
—
N ay peace
J U C K LET
.
So be
it O sweet M ysti
O ne
e
,
—
c
s rvic e of thy ma g ic
But
I crav e
—
A mph i ne!
yet
B reed me som e sp ecial dam ne d ph i lte r for
,
Amp h i ne— the fa ir Amp h i ne
Som e s ere n a d e tid e
-
0
’
’
,
in
—
to
a sodd en sl ug
pastry tw ixt th e door crack
-
,
—
’
O rusty h i nge s
And
let me
,
too,
.
e
chuck it h i m
a nd
a screech
Hey ! Amph i ne th e ra re I
lect hi s doom O Q uee n
,
,
THE
16
Li sted
a g ai nst th ee
FLYING ISL AND S
h e , too,
,
doubt l ess hath
B ee n favore d with an outl i n e of our scheme
I wou ld kick my sou l al l over he l l
And
If I
In
,
m i ght j u gg l e h i s
fine
fi g ure up
such a shape as m i ne !
C RESTILLO M EEM
Then
thi s
.
—
W hen thou
Can st com e upon h i m bent above a flower
Or
bloom i n g th i n g and thou arear
a ny
,
,
,
,
Shalt reach it first and thwa rtwi s e touch it fa i r
,
,
A nd with thy kn uck l e fl ick hi m
—
Th en
A s warty as a toad s
T hi ne ow n
T hou g h
Twas
— so
hi deous
idly
’
s pea k s t
,
thou of my mystic ski l l
that which won the K i ng for me !
B ee n wedded yet a h aed
one
e re
we
—
z
Sh e
m oo n s et from
went— nor yet
Sh e
,
shal l seem a m arv e l of rare g race !
B e reft h i m of h i s dau g hter
A stray
the k n ee
hi s fi ne form wi ll shri nk and shrive l up
’
’
on
th e
.
Twas
had
stran g ely we nt
palac e steps
-
med — Was it
retu
,
n ot
stra n ge
She would be w edded to an al ien pri nc e
Th e
I
c
m orrow m id i g
on e
,
n
k new, i n
—
ht to
l ost hours
a pri nc e whose si re
of
l ute and son g
,
that
THE NIG H T
OF
When
n e—
was but a pri c
he
For hi m to lift
To
sippi ng ly
up
17
.
I b ut
a nd
a mouth
dra i n
l ees most ulti mate of stam m e ri ng sobs
A nd maudli n wanderi n g s of bli nd ed breath
J U C K LET
Twigg br ebblets
doth
A nd spray
[As ide ]
.
but h er Maj es ty hath sp eech
-
T hat
.
bejuice
a ll
m etap h or to drip
m i st of sweetn ess !
a nd
C RESTILLO M EEM
[Confus edly J
.
Wh e re w a s I ?
—th e
O aye
,
— s he s r n e
g
pri ncess went
E en as I dee med
h er
As stran gely
w e re
’
As so
Th e
he
g o,
did
-
That
lov r
e
p ri ri ce li ng
s h e not
wo ul d
soo n restored
.
j ocund Fates provi d e our lo v e
-
So
for
10m
w igh ts
thri ce three n i gh ts
pri nce h i s l i ne
m a rk ed h i m pay
Th ey
sp un
It
(d espite al l w arni ng s of h i s doom !
out
In
fast
T h ey
Up
th e
a nd
tri pp d hi s f
— as
’
ti s
m b li ng
u
feet
—
—
r
a nd
he
a nd
he
cor nic e s
it i s g ri m ly
’
.
—
—
U
g uess ed
p
of
t h en
—
e
f ll
writ s h ee r past H eav e n s
An d topmost
And
a nd
sl eepl e ss s earch for
e
ly went
ai ry p enalty
thi s g lad i s l a nd
In
-
ta
UP !
fl i nch i ng w al l s
up a nd on
thos e w h o thus
THE
18
FL YING ISL AND S
F or suc h a te rm b e m oa n
an
absent lov e
,
A nd so fall upwi s e th ey m ust n ee ds fal l on
—
—
—
A nd on and on and ou and on an d on !
,
H a ! ha !
J U C K LET
.
’
but th e pri nc e s hold e n bre ath
Q
Must ach e h i s th roat by t h i s ! B ut 0 my Q uee n
ua h h
,
—
W hat of the pri nc ess
a nd
C RESTILLO M EEM
Th e
Th e
pri ncess !
An d wh e n th e
B oth si re
Of royal
In
si gh s
And
al l
a nd
g
Aye ,
a nd
th e
—
P
Aye
stra ng e ly we nt !
not
back
son i n appreh e n si v e throe s
tears
spi e s
C am e stra gg li
—
went s h e
she
.
prin ces s
dai nty vag ra nt cam e
—
ri ef th e
v e ry
—
T h r one
w h e n al l
of Sp i rk la nd,
ng e
b efo gge d
h op e
wa ne d at la s t
i n h er q ue st ,
mpty ha nd ed hom e
-
ag
ai n
,
W h y th e n th e wi s e Ki ng sl eev ed h i s rai ny e ye s
,
And s a g e ly
Stra y e d
tho ugh t th e pretty pri nc e s s
to th e
I co uld hav e
’
i sla nd s e d g e
s et
h is
tum bled h er
y ea , s h e
,
— a nd tu
mbl ed
on
t h at
t umbl ed
h er
had
t um b l ed off
a nd
m i nd a t e as e
I c ould h a v e told h i m
,
.
off
so pl ump
,
.
,
OF
Sh e
tumbl e d
in
an
THE NIG HT
u nd er i sla nd t h e n
-
,
J ust slow u n moori ng from
-
For
un
But
re mote
of
latit ud e s of o urs
i nto th at la nd I tumbl e d
one
c h a rm k now n to art
B a ck i nto t h i s
ls
our ow n
and poi s ed
k now n voya g i ng s of fl i ght afar
And a ll
Aye ,
I9
.
lod g ed
,
a nd
i n th e
not
Of my rare lore
t h a t c h arm
wit
nor
from wh ich
h e r,
ca n
.
t umbl e h er
g ui lt be
,
prai sed
!
the desi re
.
J UC K LET
.
Th ere i na s much find j oy !
But
dost tho u k now that ru mors fl utte r
now
Amo ng th y subj ects of th y sorc eri e s
‘
Th e
Is
a rt
b e i ng
l
un ea s h e
ba nned,
th ou k nowest !
d piti l e ssly by
or,
u nhoused
th e g ri m ,
F a cetious body of th e dridula r
Upo n th e
O
n
one
who fai n h a d loos ed the curs e
—
h
ot ers An
.
T h e n h av e
my couns e l
be
wort h ou ght
,
a care thy spells do not rev e rt
Upo n thys e lf nor yet m i ne own poor hu l k
,
’
O fearsomen ess !
C RESTILLO M EEM
.
H a ! ha ! N o va g uest n eed
Of apprehension there
—W h i l e
Krun g remai ns
,
THE
20
[Sh e a brupt ly
p
—
a us es
FLYING ISL A ND S
t rt led firs t t h en lis tening curious ly a nd
V oice of exqui s ite m elodious nes s a nd
wit h a wed in t eres t
fervor h ea rd s inging ]
s a
,
.
V O IC E
Wh e n ki ng s
a re
And th e
.
ki n g s and ki n g s
a re
,
men
lo nesom e ra i n i s ra i n i ng !
'
O who s h al l rul e from
And who
shall cov et
th e
th e
Wh en th e wi nds
W hen men
a re
me n ,
And th e
0
Of
th e
crow n s
Wh e n
t h ro n e th en
,
sc epter w h e n
a re
al l complai n i ng ?
men
a re
k i ng s
lo ne som e rai n i s rai n i ng
who s h a l l li st as
’
a nd
red
th e
fia t,
th e
m i nstre l si ng s
’
—
or th e si g net ri ng s
wi nds
a re
,
all com pl a i ni ng ?
C REST ILLO M EEM
.
Whence fl ows such s w eet ne ss and what voic e i s that ?
,
J U C K LET
Th e
voic e
of Sp ra i v oll, a n
And whetted
Beh a unti ng
Th e
court
.
0
’
.
m i ne e ars
late hon i ed m e m ori e s
the deserted purli e us of
be
p e rk ed
THE
22
FL YING ISL AND S
J U C K LET
U nd e r som e di ng y cor n ic e l i k e
o
e n ugh
,
T ho ugh wi ldbi r d s h e
N feath e rs
ot
,
b ut
is
one
not,
b e i ng pl um e d
fus tioned s tol e
Of which so s ham eth
fai r fa c e
h er
M us t swear s om e l us ty oath s
T h e m s e l v es
f ull
.
th e
-
i n,
li k e
one nee
ds
b ut t h a t th e y
,
N
Sh e
i s a l ic e ns e d idi ot
Abo ut as re st l e ss
,
As
I
’
a ny
Ho !
in
h ith e r
t ruth
l
us e es s ,
too,
s um m erti m e
.
H o ! my twitte ri ng
.
b i rds te r,
flit
.
[Enter SP RAIV O LL from
beh ind g roup
t
a t ua r
y
f
o
s
SP RAIV O LL
.
T i ng -al i ng ! Li ng t i ng ! T i ng l e tee !
-
-
Th e
m oo n spi n s round
W i n d it
up
with
a
a nd
round for me !
g old e n k ey
.
T
n
i g l e tee !
T i n g a li ng ! Li ng ti ng !
-
-
C RESTILLO M EEM
.
W h o art thou and what th e stra nge
,
El usive
,
drifts
fo rth to g reet your Maj es ty
Sp ra iv oll !
Th o u
as
a nd
lazy bree z e
11 cal l h er
a nd
,
hape
m i ldest pra y e r
g e ntlew i s e i n
wi ldbz r d — n a y , n or wom a n — th o ugh , i n
ot
s
b eauty
i te nt
a nd n
of th y
— s in
g ing
]
OF
S weet s o ng ? W h at
W h at d oth
THE NIG H T
th o u va g u e mystic bi rd
s i ng es t
th e T une- F oo l
-
,
si ng ?
.
Wh t i
And th e tweck
Th e i r
As
so ng
m i ne
,
to
sa
th e w e rtli ng
sa
me
me
as
to th e m
Th e i r
l
d r
s en e
b ough s
ab ov e
s ong s pray s d ow n with
And th e
s on g
And th e
th e y
s ong
s i ng i s
th e y
But Sp ra iv oll
Of s p ee c h
is
ca n not
m e l ody !
T h e dow e re d fool
In
be
m i ne
s i ng
th e
is
ta lk , h e r
l ov e
As
s
is
ful l
of e
full
as
mpti nes s
.
,
ly m od e
a th ous a nd q ue ri e s
to diffe ri ng tune s —
pac e
.
th o u m ig h ts t
,
s et
l ov e
.
on
,
l oom s
fra g ra nt b l oom s
p ut
a nd,
lik e return rec e i v e a th ous a nd s ong s
All
,
,
surpri sed somew h a t
a nd
v i ne ,
p lus tre
—
l ov e i s
J U C K LET
Y o ur M aj esty may
-
.
-
its
.
—
th e m to th e m
I n s tar sta rv ed g l oom s wh e re th e
With
me wh at
-
s a m e to
i s th e
i
s ng
bam net ste m ?
th e
me , i s th e
i s th e
m i ne
As
on
Ay e ,
.
th e b ree ne on
s ng s
,
[Sing ing ]
SP RAIVO LL
a
2
.
,
of na ug h
t
,
3
THE
24
FL YING ISL A ND S
C RESTILLO M EEM
.
A fo ol ?
—A
A nd with a g ift so all di v i ne
-
J U C K LET
Ay e ,
warra nted
M i g h t fl ock
Th e i r
Nor
in
Th e
m i g h ty co
—
un e
s l
m oult
ev e
,
r m o s t m i nute ly
th e r
o
Sp ra iv oll,
.
F lyi ng I sla nds al l
loos e ne d f eath e rs and so rt
ev e
O ne
—
fo ol ?
q ua rry
itch i ng with
ry t uft
h er
of
c uti cl e as s h e
A l one
in
our
l ct s h ere
,
.
.
j es te r on thy c umbro us wordi ness !
,
C om e h ith e r
For
sh a ke
v oic e
bli ssful realm
C RESTILLO M EEM
O ut,
a nd
th e re
S uc h fav ored spot
se e
,
T u ne F oo l
-
,
I li k e f ools
so
,
a nd
be
we l l I m arri ed
n ot a
,
one !
An d si nc e
A K ing ,
fraid
tho u art a Queen of fool s a nd h e
w h y I v e a m i nd to bri ng y ou two
,
’
,
T o g eth e r i n
som e wi se
A l l ti m e s
s uch
in
.
Ca ns t
us e
tra nci ng spi rit
en
Who l i sts must so n eeds li st
’
,
G o on u nc easi n g ly i nd efi nite ?
e en
,
th y
so ng
one
thou gh
th e
so ng
OF THE NIGHT
[Singing ]
SP RAIVO LL
.
If one
should ask me for a so ng
Th en
,
and troll a l o ng
tn ll
'
,
U nti l the son g were Home
Or shou ld
’
I
one
.
ask me for my tong ue
I shou ld a nswe r with a son g
d tri l l
it ti ll
th e
A nd trol l it
al l
so ng we re su ng
alo ng
To
art i nd eed a fool
,
a nd one ,
se rv e my present pu rpos e s
And J uck let,
thou
,
go
to
th e
I th i nk
A nd
a wa
cr a ves
h is
Th a t s he may
Her grea t
So
s ol
m uc h
s
its
K i ng
a nd
.
b id e
r
T u ned
a
a ll
Th e
h i s M ajes ty ,
pr es ence i n th e
Tower
a rs
S
t
f
o
,
t here ex pr es s full tenderly
icitude
A nd t hen
!
.
h e ba de,
a nd
D eep i n th e s h owerings
A nd wit h
,
,
Hi s wa ki ng ! th e n re pe at these words !
Impa tien t ly
,
.
G ive ea r
.
,
.
C RESTILLO M EEM
Th ou
,
I s h ould a nswer and my to ng u e
Would twitter
And
.
,
e nd
th us
,
droop ed h er g lowing fa ce
h
a ir ,
d
o
l
e
n
h
er
g
f
o
m
t
r
h
e
r
a
r
fl
f
th e m oonl igh t p a ll id s ay ing Ha s te !
i
a s h ng
ges u e o
‘
,
,
Qu
een
THE
26
FLYING ISL A ND S
J U C K LET
And wo uld
it
not
Or twai n upo n
be
we ll to ha ng
si lk e n la s h es
th y
.
p ea rl
a
?
C RESTILLO M EEM
.
GoI
N ow
,
T une- F ool , let me g i v e th ee
An Empre s s
A so ng !
He r fac e
To
a nd
d evi l
o nc e
Th e
d ow nfall
hatre d
For th at h e r ow n
F r om
th e
Th at
none,
s
i re
in
T h e h ap l e ss
v e re i g n lord
of h i s
h a ugh ty
to th e
To
in
,
s on
s on ,
by
’
k n o w i ng
s
form e r l ord
a
,
or
oth m i gh t
so
,
whites t h e at
a nd
h is
ev e
re a re d
writte n
,
hurl agai nst
a
as
i de
r c h a nc e
to g ues s
.
h e r th us ,
a nd
m us t
so
ma g ic g reate r t h a n th e i r
An d proof
,
m oth e r of th e hap l e s s c h i l d
F i e nds th at scar
so
,
ow n
protect
W ith outward b ea uty of both fa c e
T i ll
a nge l
so
Was b orn a h id e o us dwa rf
It i s
for
i ssu e of a form e r marri a ge— wh o
Be llow s ed h e r
Th e
w ith
.
i n h e r h ea rt , h a d wi s h
breed co nfusio n to h er
And work th e
,
topic
[Exit j uck let ]
h er
.
So
b ov e al l fea r
.
is
s
a nd
h er
s
t i ll
form
.
re m ai n
ow n
i s foun d
he
c r
Soh
se u e
l i s te n w e l l !
THE NIG H T
OF
27
.
He r pre s e nt l ord i s h a unte d with a dream
Th a t h e i s
to
s oon
die ,
prepare s
a nd s o
n
l
d
h
e
d
u
s
c
h
a
t
h
e
e
n
r
a
e
w
it
h
r
!
l
h
a
o
b
w
t
l
v
A
(
g
g !
Th e Th ron e for th e
r ed h e i r
Hi s
cu s
He r a rts
i
P rote cte d by
t
s
h i m,
a s ki ll
of th e s on ,
ti l l d oth baffl e
e en a s
doth
,
a ll
th o ug h
’
be y on d h e r ow n
Q uee n
th e
s h e,
Soh !
wh o
,
a g a ns
a s c e ns i on
he
w e re
.
rul e th e
K i ng i n
al l
S a v e th i s a ffe ct ion a te p e rve rs ity
Of fa v or for th e
To
h is
i c
Long
As
ow n
s n e
one
M us t
w h om
s on
pl a ce
-
h a d t a s te d dea th
with h ol d
n ot
,
Sh e yet doth b i n d h i m,
cra ft
And, by h e r
D oth s w a y
T h e one
Sh e
o
as
e ed
s
ki s s ed
h is
But
so
Q uee n
dea l , th e
h is
fate
fi nal blow
p e ll ed s t i l l trust i ng
,
ev e
ry p urp os e
— And
us e of
h e r g oo d
a nd
wa nton fl a tteries
to
m tc v t
os
woul d m a k e
He r wi ll ,
a nd
l ov e
h is
would rai se
And b ut for th i s th e K i ng
m i gh t ki s s a bri de !
needs
he
but
for th i s e nd
—
h ee
a nd
t
pl ea s ure
s
if th o u dost
h a ll di rect ,
,
S ow n with
ch
su
F rom g litt eri ng
with wi ld di am o nds
ge ms
h er !
,
W h y th ou sh al t si ng at co urt , i n si lk e n ti re
Th y b row b o und
,
,
a nd
,
th y h ai r
as lau gh h ysteric li gh ts
q ues p a r, guenk
a nd
p lennocy nth ,
THE
28
Aye ,
F orm
e
FLYING ISL A ND S
ven pan opl i ed as m i ght th e fai r
of
a v e ry pri ncess
S h al l woo th e echo e s
of th e
.
A nd O ! sh a l l
In
d ee ps
hi g h broth e r
—
f spac
shall h
o
And shal l
e
that dream
Of lo ng lost l a nds
-
li ste n i ng
[Cr ooning
SP RAIVO LL
one—
thy voice
be ,
be
he
e
a bs
of
—In
h er
So
h i s g lad
P urloi ne d
of
m i d ni gh t
be h a unted with
th e
.
ai r
,
wai ti ng fac e
,
And i s
tra ctedly !
so m e stran ge p l ac e
Com e s m arv e li ng upon it u n aware
Set moonw i s e i n th e
.
have dream as fai r
thi s
fi nds
Th ro ne
,
h er
hai r
old n i ghts of May
,
,
l ips do purl a ro und e lay
from
th e
e
cho tri ll e r s bea k
’
-
,
S ee n k ee n ly n otchi n g at som e star s blanch c h ee k
’
With its e cstatic twitteri ng s thro ug h d usk
,
And sh ee n
of dewy bou ghs
For h i m, Lov e ,
T hat
li ght ag ai n
of
th e
b l oo m and m usk
e
y e s of
show nor tears nor l au ghte r
,
For h i m undi m
th e i r g lamo ur
Of dre am s draw n from
H e doth
A s fai r
not
of
th e
a nd
nor
,
,
nor
d epth s
of any rose
h er
su rpri se
th e b l ur
of
know if any li l y b l ows
feature
.
.
d ee pest s ki es
.
THE
30
Th e refore , th e
FL YING ISL AND S
Q uee n h a th
A confe re nc e to
be
hold e n with
Which i s ordai n ed to fall
Twe l v e
star twi rls
-
And wi th h er
U nti l
s he s
e re
on n
th e
thou shalt
So a ll be daz e
Th e
oo n
K i ng
,
to- n i gh t ,
th e T h r one
a nd
.
th e n
m e llow m ood
h is
m ag i c of thy voic e
hi s waki ng thou gh t wi th dream s
Q uee n may a l l u n notic ed slip away
,
,
And l eave
co nve nes
an d bi d e i n wait
i g n al th ee to s i ng !
unSp i rk ly
i nt e rvi ew
th e
n ick
g o,
S h alt tho u so work upon
W ith that
s et a n
,
th ee si n g i n g to a th ron e l ess K i n g
.
[Singing ]
SP RAIVO LL
.
A nd who s h al l si ng for
,
.
th e
hau gh ty
s on
Whi l e th e g ood Ki ng droops h i s h ead
A nd wi l l
Th at
he
dream wh e n
,
th e
son g i s do ne
a pri nc e ss fai r l i e s d ead ?
C REST ILLO M EEM
Th e
hau ghty s on hath found
And
m ay
Sh e
s he
si ng
h is
e
his
So
.
ng
— s weet
v erlasti n g di rge !
com e s from that n ear fl oa ti ng la nd of th i ne
-
N am i ng h ers e lf a pri nc e ss of that rea l m
So stra nge ly p eopl ed
Al l m erg enc e
,
,
a nd
we
wo uld fai n evad e
remai n as stran ge to them
,
curs e
OF
A s t h ey to
us
I nto court fav or
-
Th e
Ki ng s
en
D wa i nie h ath
a nd
lith ed
h e r wa y
h e re— h ath g lidd e n
c h arm e d si gh t
W ith i n th e v e ry a ltars of
a nd
p a st
sl eek ed h e rs e lf
hous e
h is
Hi s li ne— h is blood— hi s v e ry life z—
N ot
a ny
31
.
N o l ess th i s
.
M o s t s i nuo usly writh ed
’
THE NIGH T
Sp i rk la nd g e ntlema i den
A M P HINE
m i gh t
Asp i re so h i g h as
s he
For s h e ,
fai r ski n and fi ne r ways
with
h er
hath dared to dare
A nd be auty s econd o n ly
to th e
Q u ee n
H ath ca ug ht th e Pri nc e betwi x t
And strok ed
I n thy
hi m
la nd h ear
fl utterle s s
of
Dwa i nie
D idst
.
th e
f
o
SP RAIV O LL
.
Ay, Dwa i nie !
h er
My
in
hi s
A nd i n
And Dwa i nie
m e llow palm s
ev e
r thou
Wunk s
si ng s
3
.
,
cre st
h i s g lossy
wi ng s
y D wa i nie !
Th e w i nno-welv ers
B ut
,
Dw a i nie !
fl os s y
—M
s
[Singing ]
Th e lurloo e ver
A tre mor
’
c al l
Dwa i n ie h id e s i n Sp i rk la n d
A nd answers
not
,
at all
.
.
THE
32
FLYING ISLA NDS
twitters
Th e teeper
D wa i ni e
Th e tch euck er
Teete rs
up
a nd
down
And wi l l
h i s spray
on
th e
wi nd
not fly away !
—
A nd D wa i nie l M y D wa i n ie !
drowsy
Th e
B ut
h i d e s i n Sp irk la nd
Dwa i nie
And answe rs
0 D wa i nie
—M
Th e
Th e
stars
B ut
th e
D wa i ni e
D wa i nie
— M y D wa i ni e !
fai nti n g e c h o e s fal l
hid es
i n Sp i rk la nd
not
at all
C RESTILLO M EEM
!
,
n i ght as sti ll as death !
A nd answe rs
A m elody ecstati c
.
y D wa i nie !
pal e as blossom s
a re
Th e
n ot at al l
breez es hold thei r breath
A nd
A nd
drawl
oov e rs
a nd
thy word s
.
.
,
A ltho ug h so m ean i n g l ess s ee m som eth i ng m ore
,
A va g ue a nd shadowy som eth i n g
T hat
m a keth
one
,
ee
-
to shi ver o v e r chi lled
-
W ith curi ous creepi ng swee tn ess e s
,
ri e l i k e
of
pai n
,
,
OF THE NIG H T
33
.
And catchi n g brea ths that flutt er tre m ulous
W ith si ghs that d ry th e throat out ici l y
.
B ut sav e thy m usic ! Come ! th at I m ay m ake
Thee
ready for thy royal auditor
END ACT
[Exeunt ]
.
.
I
.
THE
34
FLYING ISL ANDS
AC T I I
.
S C ENE I I A ga rden of K RU NG S P a la ce s creened from the
m oon wit h netted glenk vines a nd blooming {h oomer boughs
A n a rbor nea r
a ll g limmering ly l ig h t ed wit h s t a r fl a k es
—
wh ich i s a t a ble sprea d wit h a rep as t two s ea ts dr a wn
A p lay ing fount a in a t ma rge of whi ch AM
eit h er s ide
P HINE s it s t h r umming a tr entor a i ne
’
.
,
-
-
,
-
.
,
,
.
,
.
[Improv is ing ]
AM P HINE
.
.
Ah , he l p me ! but her face and brow
Are lovel ier than l i lies are
Beneath the li g ht
of
m oon an d star
That s m i l e as th ey are sm i l i n g now
W hite li l i es i n a pal l i d swoon
Of sweetes t white be nea th the m oo n
W hite l i l i es i n a fl ood
,
of
bri ght
Pure l ucidness of l i quid l i ght
C as cadi n g d own some p l en i l une,
W hen a l l the az ure overh ead
B l oom s l i ke a d az z l i n g dai sy bed
-
So l u mi no us her face
a nd
b row
,
.
OF THE NIGHT
35
.
l ust er
Th e
In
of
m e mory
,
e
th e i r g lo ry s h ed
,
v e n bli nds me now
,
[P la intively
0
r
i
a dd es s ng
.
ins trum ent ]
.
warbli ng strand of si lve r w h e re O wh ere
,
,
H ast tho u unrave l e d that sweet voic e of th i ne
And
l eft its si lk e n m urm urs
I n l i mp thri lls of
de li g h t ?
Wh ere hast thou spi l l ed
What th i rs ty
And
l eft me
To ti ncture
ea r
but
q uav e ri ng
O g old e n wi re
precious
th y
hath drai n ed
,
tw i nk e ri ng s ?
m e lody
th y
,
a wi ld d e li ri o us drop
,
al l my so ul with vai n d es i re ?
[Improv is ing ]
.
—
—
Her fac e h er brow h e r hai r u nfurl ed
And 0 th e
oval c h i n b e low
,
Carv ed l i k e a c unni ng cam eo
,
W ith
one e
xq ui site di mpl e
,
s
,
wi rl ed
W ith swi m m i ng shi ne a nd s h ad e
,
a nd
Th e
dai nti est v orte x po ets k now
Th e
sw eete st whi rlpool e ver twi rled
By Cupid
Th e
’
s
fing er
-
tip
— a nd
,
d eadliest mae lstrom
[P a us es
.
so
i n th e
whi rl ed
,
world
.
—Enter D W AINIE unp ercei ved
.
]
THE
6
3
[Aga in
AM P HINE
.
0 Tre ntora i ne !
Th ou
i
one
l eft to me
a nd
ins trum e nt ]
.
how l i k e an e mpti ed vas e
art whos e cluste ri ng b l oom s
And cri sp
by
one , a nd
b ut dry
a nd
,
now
of
son g h ave droop ed
fall e n away
,
t une l es s s te m s
with e red te ndri ls
W h os e th ri lli ng ton e
Li e s
r
a dd es s ng
—
And fad ed ,
And
FL YING ISL AND S
of
,
a voic e
li k e a throttled sound
stifled fai nt and g aspi ng all i n vai n
,
,
F or utte ra nc e
.
[Aga in improv is ing ]
And 0
m ad wars of bli ndi n g blurs
And fl as h i ng s
of
lance blad e s of li ght
-
W h et g litt e ri ngl y athwart
T h at
,
si g ht
th e
d ares confront those ey e s of h ers !
Let
any dew drop soak the
Of
viol et throu gh
a ny
-
A nd then
be
colorl e ss
a nd
a nd
h ue
throu gh
d ull
,
,
Compared with eyes so be auti ful !
I swear y e th at her eyes
A s noonday
,
y et
A s bri gh t as be
be
bri ght
as dark as ni gh t
th e
burn i shed bars
Of rai nbows set i n sun ny ski es
,
A nd yet as deep and d a rk her eyes
,
,
A nd l ustrous b l ack as b l own out stars
-
.
,
To
FLYING ISLA NDS
THE
8
3
buoy me thus forev er on the breath
Of such a dream as H eaven
e
nvi es
.
AM P HINE
.
Ah !
—
i
i
c
r
s
A
I
I
E
s h e feign ing s t i ll invis ibi l ity
[Turn ng d s ove D W N
wh ile h e wit h l ifted ey es a nd wis tful ga ge preludes wit h
—
ins trum ent t hen s ings ]
,
,
,
,
.
Li ng e r ,
Stay
my
yet
Poi s e d
D wa i ni e !
D wa i nie ,
li ly fai r
-
,
thy step upo n th e cas e m e nt stai r
-
be
thy slipp e r tip as i s the ti ne
-
Of some sti l l star
.
Ah
,
Dwa i ni e
—D wa i nie
m i ne
,
Yet l i ng e r— li ng e r th e re !
Th y
fac e O
,
G l eam s i
Th e
’
D wai ni e ,
th e
m oo ny
z
l i ly pure
-
in
dusk as
,
Of thy swift sm i l
Ah ,
fai r
,
thy dusky hai r
h oomer g li m m ers ,
—
e
a nd
or
th e
sh i ne
—
D wa i nie D wa i nie m i n e
Yet l i nge r— li nge r th e re !
W ith l ifted wri st wh ereround th e lau g hi ng ai r
,
H ath blown a m ist of law n a nd claspt it th e re
Waft
r
finge th ipt
adi eus that spray
Of thy waste ki sse s to rd me
’
,
th e
wi ne
D wa i ni e
m i ne
Yet l i ng e r— l i ng er th e re !
,
,
OF
THE NIGH T
39
.
What un loos ed spl e ndor i s th ere may compare
W ith
th y h a nd
W h at g li nt
’
f rl ed g lory
s un u
dazzli ng
of
,
yw h e re ?
an
or j ewe l
dew
fine
—Ah D wa i ni e— D wai ni e m i ne !
,
M ay mate thi n e eyes
—
Yet li ng er li nge r th e re !
My soul confronts thee !
On
thy brow
It
lays its t e nd e rn ess li k e palm s
of
lt
touch e s sacredly thos e lips
th i ne
A nd swoons across thy spi rit
of
,
a nd
hair
praye r
D wa i ni e
m i ne
,
T h e w h i l e t h ou li ng eres t t h e re
[Drops
trentora i ne ,
wit h
a nd ,
p
o en a
r ms
,
.
l
r
i
ea
n
n
y
g g
gy
a
es
D W AINIE ]
on
D W AINIE
.
O
words do wi ng my b e i ng
Th y
dov ew i s e !
AM P HINE
.
Th e n ,
—
O my hom i ng dove , v ee r dow n
T hou lov est
And
So
e
Th e
n e stl e
mpty
one
i n th e
a re
my bre ast !
,
m ust h old th ee
.
l Eo s ow n h and
0
of
m i ne arm s so f ul l my h ea rt
D W AINIE
’
warm h om e
,
or
th e
[Th rowing
oth e r b urst
h ers elf i n h i s
m eth i nks h ath fl ung me
hold me that He may
not
,
.
e
m bra ce ]
h e re !
pl uck me back
.
FL YING ISLA ND S
THE
40
AM P HINE
.
So
clos e ly wi ll I h ol d th ee th a t
Th e
ha nd
of
’
not e e n
d eath s h al l se parate
us .
D W AINIE
.
So
May sweet d e ath
In th e
find
us th e n t h a t
,
,
c orolla of a r ip e care ss
w ov e n
,
thus
,
W e ma y drop li g h tly , l i k e tw i n p lus tre b uds
-
H eav e n s star s trew n l a w n
’
On
-
,
.
AM P HINE
.
So do I pray
tell me tend er h eart
But
,
,
an
tho u dost l ov e
W h e re hast th o u loite red for so lo ng
D idst prom i s e try s t
la y ode me s ,
S om e s ev e ra l
F ul l
ch a fing ly a g
T i ll th e
Th y
So
h e re w ith me
e
fing er
-
ti ps
,
m a ny
as
l i m i ng
c a
For
m i ne
So,
s a v e th ee O my S w ee t !
s
,
ea
t h e i r j oi ne d n um b e r
S h a lt th o u so ma ny ti m es lift
’
up
,
ch
a re
H av e ord e red m e r l
a nd
ra ng ed
,
be
th y l ip s
m o s t li nge r i ng forg i v e ne s s
,
for th o u
arli e r by
f ull compl e m e nt s a v e t h ree
,
,
w h ic h I h av e told
ai nst my
piti l e s s acc us e rs
-
.
a nd
.
re s t t h ee
,
I
viands to be bro ug ht
OF
For
our
I ma y
s
THE NIGH T
refre shm e nt h e re wh e re th us alo ne
,
,
ip
words with th ee
W h y h a st th o u k ept me
Am j ealo us
In
41
.
of th e
w h ic h th ou
we ll as wi ne
as
so
athi rst
,
.
— Why
I
,
flatte red solitud e s
w alk est
s zt a t
.
D W AINIE
.
N ay I wi l l
,
S i nc e
,
I yi e lded countl ess
an
In
idl est worth wo uld waste
In
s
our
,
,
li k e
i nte rvi ew
pec ulatio ns va i n —Let th i s suffice
.
I s ta yed
to
ta lk
I met a nd k new
In
q ue sti o ns ,
,
te ll
not
w i th
,
a nd
one
wh om lo ng
,
g rew to
a go,
l ov e forso oth
,
,
dre amy W unk la nd — Talk ed of m e llow n i gh ts
.
And
l ong l ong h o urs
,
of g
ol de n ol den ti m e s
,
Wh en g i rli s h h appi ne ss l oc ked h a nds with me
And w e
In
s
we nt spi nni ng rou nd with nak ed fee t
,
wath s
of
brui s e d ros es
kl e d ee p !
an
-
Wh e n lau gh te r ra ng u nsi l e nc ed u nreb uk ed
,
And pray e rs
From
Th e
th e
,
w e nt u nre m e mbe red oozi ng cl ea n
,
drowse d m e mory as from
,
th e
e
ye s
p ure sweet moth e r fac e t h at b e nt a bov e
-
,
G li m m e red
a nd
wav e red
,
b l urred , be nt
cl os e r sti l l
A ti m e l e ss i ns ta nt lik e a s h ad ow y flam e
,
4
,
,
t a ble ]
FLYING ISLA ND S
THE
42
T h en
fl ick e red tre m ulo us ly
And we nt
out
in
a
k is s
’
o er
th e
brow
,
.
[K is s ing
AM P HINE
.
N ot li k e
h er
.
]
to t h is !
O b l es s e d l ip s wh o s e ki s s a lo ne may
be
Sweete r th a n th e i r s weet s p eech ! Sp ea k
Of w h at e l s e talk ed th ee
fri e n d ?
th y
a nd
on , a n d s a y
D W AINIE
.
W e ta lk ed
Of all
Th a t
past
t he
now a
,
ah
me !
a nd
w a it my com i ng
al l
th e
fri e nd s
t a lk ed
An d we
.
Of O so m a ny th i ng s — s o m a ny th i ng s
Th a t
I
W ith
th y
b ut
bl e nd th e m
wa rm
h a nd
a ll
with dre am s of w h e n
cl a s p e d c l os e
th i s
in
of
,
m i ne
W e cros s th e fl oat i ng b ri dg e th a t s oo n a g ai n
W i ll s p a n th e
Of
ne
And
th e r
a ir
f th om a bl e
a ll- un a
betwixt
thi s i sl e
g ulfs
of
strife
my mo s t g l ori ous rea lm of c h a ng el ess p ea c e
W h e re s um m e r n i gh t rei g ns
H a ng s
ev e
r ri p e
l
a nd us h
ev e
w it h
r
a nd
th e
radi a nc e
A b ov e a la nd wh e re ros e s fl oat
on
And fa n t h e i r
l a vi s h ly
Th a t
fra g ra nc e
H ea v e n h a th
h i nt
out s o
of
it
,
m o on
wi ng s
a nd oft
th e refrom
,
,
THE NIGH T
OF
S e nds down to us across
Stra ng e arg o s i e s
And blo s s om ,
B eyond all art
th e
doro us
i t rc h a ng i ng
a nd
wit
a nd
a
se s
o
b ud
of n e
spi c e
43
.
balm
—
.
—
Sweet swee t
tt e ri ng
of u
.
AM P HINE
.
O Empress
of
And t e l l me
all
my li sten i ng S oul
of
,
that rare la nd
s
p ea k
of
on,
th i ne
For e ve n th o ug h I re i g ned a p ee rl e ss ki ng
With i n m i ne
ow n ,
M y s c epte r
i g net crow n a nd royal m i gh t
And so
If
at
,
s
m ethi nks I co uld fl i ng dow n
,
f a re dow n th e thorne d path
dwi ndli ng
i ts
Up on th e s h ore s
e nd
Is
ch a la nd as tho u
of s u
e
But
not
te ll me
ba ck
of th y
Th e
our s
ki ll ?
pi k i de
n
Or cip h e r
s
out
if th o u didst
p eec h
of s
it
or
s a
wres t
m
oon
probl e m
.
— Are th ey re at
,
g
broth e r s
’
,
i gh t
to th i ne th e i r utt e r l ov e
of th e
th e
for
a ll s
And ca n th e y g ra ppl e l Eo
B ey on d
o n of
-
ye s wo uld los e
And c a ll
Te l l
if th y s i s te r wom a n th e re
li k e to th ee — Yet na y !
T h es e
life
my feet m i g h t touch
D os t p a i nt for me— thy re al m !
And t e ll me
of
,
a
at
of
rg um e nt s
p urpo s e from
D a rs te n
ti de ?
-
bli nd s tars
,
THE FLYING ISL A ND S
44
T h at
e
v e r sti l l do safe ly g rop e th e i r way
A m o ng
th e t h ro ng i ng
co nste llati ons ?
D W AINIE
.
Aye !
Aye , th ey
m i ne
In
’
Twas
e a rth la nd
hav e l eaped al l
ow n
i sl e
of
barri e rs
wi s dom worki ng W unk s
-
W unk la nd s son that voya ged rou nd the m oon
’
A nd m oored h i s barque with i n the m o l ten bays
’
Of bubbl i n g si lver ! A nd
That
talked with
And ti g hte n ed
T h e refrom
In
—
Mars
W unk la nd s
’
twas
’
unbuckled Saturn s be lt
s q uee z ure of
it i n
as e ven
he
dare
such facts
di sc los e
not
ful l ti l l all hi s fol lowe rs as h i m s e lf
,
H ave g rown them wi n g s
W ith pluma ge al l
A ll te ns est
To
swal low
,
a nd g a t
bes c ie nced to
—
fl a mes
fierces t
g l az e
-
s on
-
th e m beaks and claws
withsta nd
throate d
spi rte d j ets
,
,
,
too,
a nd
and
’
lung d
cores
Of e mbe red a nd unq ue nchab l e wh ite h eat !
’
Twas
W unk la nd s
’
s on
that alch e m i z e d
And bred
al l colored g rasses that
D ivorced
th e
ai rs and m i sts
a nd
he
th e
d ews
,
wi st
cau ght th e trick
Of azure ti nti n g earth as we l l as sky !
-
’
Twas
W unk la nd s
’
s on
that bent the rai nbow strai g ht
A nd walk ed it l i k e a street and
,
so
returned
,
THE
46
me
In
so
In
s
o e rh a ng i ng
th e
a nd
cra n nie s
wa s ted j ui ce
S l ow l eaki ng
-
D eclare
o er
our
our
su
In
a ll
p i ll e d th e m s e lves
in
c h a la n d it
cry s ta l p a v e
of a
h a rm ony ,
of
’
m i s si o ns
on
s sh
ap e
is
s ou
l
p l
u s an
t
wi s e h ab ita nt s
,
th e
a nd
z
ai r
h i bb
’
s
,
m otio n l e s s
a nd
—
i s s o a ll
for th e K i ng ,
li k e th e
tra n c e up on
a
,
And a ffe rh a i k s ,
c oa s t s
W ith op en w i ng s
O
s
,
i s l a nd
W h e n l olli ng
had
my s e ns e s l a v e d m y
’
I n ecsta s y divi ne !
W h o s c our
,
ISLA ND S
m e l ody th a t trickl e d th ro ugh
of
T h e c h i nk s
U nt i l
re alm
’
tre am s
FL YING
.
c ompl ete
k n owl ed ge l ore
,
,
A rts sci enc es p e rfe cted g ov e r nm e nt
,
In
,
ki ng ly wi s d om worth
,
So f ur n i s h ed
O
Amp h i ne ,
forth
in
a nd
m a j esty
al l thi ng s l ovabl e
l ov e of m i ne it lack s
,
,
but th y
Sweet pre s e nc e to m ak e it a para di s e ?
[Ta k es up
An d s h a l l
For
I te ll th ee
thy g lad com i ng
of th e
,
h om e th at
Amp h i ne
wait s
—Li ste n, th e n
tr entor a i ne
.
]
OF
THE NIGH T
C HANT
-
A
palac e v e i l ed
in
R EC ITAT IV E
.
a g li m m e ri ng dusk !
W a rm brea th s of a tropic
D ru gge d with
And th e
th e
a ir,
odoro us ma rz h oo s m us k
’
s umptuo us
cy ncotw a i re
W h ere th e tre mbli ng ha nd s
Th e
47
wi nds caress
a nd
of th e
faw n
lilw i ng
,
W h i l e th e dreamy starl i g ht idly weav es
D e si g ns for th e damask lawn
D e n s ed i n th e
Of palms
,
d epth s of a di m eclip s e
in
a flowe ry spac e
l eaps from
A fo untai n
,
on
D ri nki ng
th e
m arb l e lips
a curvi ng wri st
th e
h er
crystal utte ra nc e
Arc h ways l oop ed
Th at
,
drop s th a t g l a nc e
Lau g hi ng ly i n th e g l itt e ri ng
Of
,
g oldeh vas e
Of a g irl with a
H e ld atip
.
’
o er
m i st
.
bloom i ng walks
l ead th ro ugh g l ea m i ng halls !
And b a lco ni e s
T o th e
w h ere th e word bi rd talks
titteri n g wate rfal l s
-
’
s
l e av es
THE
And
cas e m e nt s
,
FL YING ISL A ND S
g auz e d
Of a l a c e th a t s ifts
T h ro ug h
a
g h os t
of
dri ps with
T hat
with
fi l my
on
th e h a unt ed
d ews of li g h t
.
W e i rd pal e s h a p e s of sculpture d sto ne
,
W ith m a rbl e nymp h s
Ev e r i n
font s
W ith
s ee
of a
ds
m be r
of g o
Of e m e ra l d m os s es
Th e
th e
,
s ow n
,
a nd s
ev e
,
prays
r drow ne d
,
gem
d epth s as round
a nd
of s h e
ll
,
a ti l us nods at t h e m
n u
F a c e s b l urred i n a m azy
W ith a m us ic wi ld
Spi nn i ng
Th a t
ta ng l e s
Twi n i ng
Th a t
thre ads
th e
a
rm s
p ul s e
T i ll th e
In th e
s oul
,
th e
of th e
wel l s
of
ro und
.
da nc e ,
a nd s w ee
of th e
t
,
ma d romanc e
waltz e rs fee t !
’
a nd
to th e
,
ze
a ga
a nd
W h e re g li mp s e s
P ee r from
ld
s h ee n
si g h t
th e
bl oom
th e
th e
warm sw ift thri l l s
,
m e l ody
,
d a nc e r dips and fi l l s
ecsta sy
.
s
cree n
THE NI GHT
OF
Eye s th at
Of l ov e
m e lt
,
a nd
J ett ed fort h
Th e i r
T i ll
a
th e
of th e
bl ood
q ui v e ri ng
ore
molte n ki s s
h earts th at po ur
molds
i n th e
of b
liss
.
w or n to a l a ng uor s l umb e r d eep
-
,
s oul of th e
Th e
A
in
49
.
si lk e n s a i l
And i nto th e
dream e r lifts
th e g ulfs
on
,
of s l eep
dark ne s s drifts
,
.
—
h a nds
Th e ins trum ent fa lls
AM P HINE
from h er
p a s s ion a t e deligh t em bra ces h er ]
,
in
s
.
,
AM P HINE
.
Th o u
art not al l of earth O a ng e l
,
Nor d o I far mi s w onde r me
H a st p eered ab ov e
th e
e
ye s
a nd
th o u
-
D id s t
cloth e H i m with
on
£ 0 ba s k
new s p le ndori ng s
stro v e He to fl i ng back as bri g h t a sm i l e
And
As th i ne , th e
And,
I
wh i l e He b ecko ned th ee with i n ?
te l l me di dst th o u m eet
,
Ali nge r
T i ll
!
v ery walls of H ea v e n
W h at h ast th o u s ee n th e re
T h i ne
an
one
,
at th e g ates nor
h er
,
a nge l th e re
t ri n g
en e
brother j oi ned h er ?
,
an
?
tres s of
THE FLYING ISL AND S
50
D W AINIE
.
Why hast thou
,
A si ste r d ead
Lo ng
— T ruth 1 hav e
,
h eard of
one
—
lost to th ee n ot d ea d ?
AM P HINE
.
Of
And d e ad ,
altho ugh
W e m oa n
us e
we
h er
ne e
from
stra y e d a way from
O
a nd our
Th a t
We
m e mori es
s ee m ed
m igh t
For s h e
as
not
-
ds
us s
Of c h a ng e l es s y e ar ni ng for
Sh e
h e r g lad
s
Of
h er
He r wo nd e ri ng ey e s
us , a ll s o
,
tg oi ng th a t I
,
He r ra pt ey e s fe ll alo ng
so
ofti
t h ey
And f a s h i on ed
T h at s h e
of
[Eo
m i g h t b e nd
R ea c h H i m a g a i n
,
s
,
thi ng s
di d,
ne
v e r trac e
me s th i n k
m e c e rtai n path
so
,
pre m e d e s i re
su
t p s th e re i n
h er
s e
s
un ee n of our
M y s we et sweet s i s t e r
on
s udd e n ly
Of s p eci a l g lory p a v e n for h er feet
’
.
a g o.
,
h a ply
as
w e nt from
ou
ret ur n
th o ugh th ey e v e r look e d
h
s ec
,
d eath
be
lo ng l ong
us
,
u ch lo ng te rm
tra nge ly v a n i s h e d l e av i ng
So
I sp ea k
k now n ot c e rtai nly
v e r it m us t
O nly co uld h old
h er
-
a nd s o
m e re e y e s
.
l os t to b roth e r— s i re
OF THE NIG H T
.
And,
to
heart
h er
—
Her lover
,
one
a ll
d eare r than
else
,
l ost i nd eed !
D W AINIE
.
N ay do
not
,
Th ee
,
M ay com e to th ee
Are
So
Th y
th us O lovi ng h eart !
fas h i oni ng
in
th e
g ri ev e
si s te r y et
som e g lad way th e F ates
whi l e thy teardrops fal l
calm th ee wh i l e I spe ak
,
of
th i ne
ow n
s e lf
.
For I hav e li ste ned to a wh i stli ng bird
T hat
pip e s
of
waiti ng da nge r
N o stran ge behavior
of
.
thy si re
D id s t th o u note
of
late ?
AM P HINE
.
Ay e , h e
In
i s si lent and
,
he
wa lks as
som e fix ed m e la nc h oly
Half waki ng
,
or
as
one
one
.
D W AINIE
.
Ay e !
W ith th ee
in
Hi s ai li ng s ,
a ny
or of
And h i s
d esi re s
doth h e
co uns e l not
wi s e p e rtai n i ng to
matters looki ng toward
H i s future p urpos es
R eg ardi ng th i ne
a nd
or
,
ow n
a nd
h is
i nte nt s
future fortuni ng s
i nte rests th e re i n ?
THE
52
What beari n g hath
he
FL YING ISLAND S
hown of late toward th e e
s
befra me
By wh ich th ou m i ghtst
som e e sti mate
Of h is m i nd s placi d flow or t urb ul e nt ?
’
And h ath h e
T h ou
n ot
so spok e n th ee at ti m e s
’
hast b ee n wi ld ere d of h i s words or gri eved
,
Of hi s stran ge man ner ?
AM P HINE
.
O nc e
Th e
palace stai rs
a nd
Thy
you
draweth i g
-
r i
ng
e gn
he
wh i sp e red
n
And van ish ed as a wraith so
,
Lo,
,
—
h
stayed me
my s on
,
— 80
prepare !
wa n
on
he was !
D W AINIE
.
And didst
thou n ever re aso n on th i s th i ng
N or ask thys e lf what di m s
And m ak e s
t hy
a broodi ng shadow
’
fath e r s
of
,
ey e
h i s form ?
AM P HINE
.
Why th e re s a househo l d ru m or that h e dream s
’
,
D eath
Shall
fa reth
s i g na l
e
away —
.
Cres ti l lomeem
Th ere
is
no
ver at h i s sid e
,
a nd
But ] uck let
hath said
soon
saith
th e leech es
say
ca us e for serious co nc ern !
’
A nd th us am I assured ti s noth i ng m ore
pass e d
THE
54
FL YING
Of nam e less hurt and ach e
Of a g o ny supre m e wh e n
,
Th e
th e
stark truth i n
a nd
ISLA NDS
awf ul stress
sha l l stare
he
face ! !
AM P HINE
.
—
What what
m ean you ?
D W AINIE
.
W hat m ean I but thy we lfare ? Why I m ean
,
O ne hour a gone
,
th e
,
Qu een thy m oth e r
,
AM P HINE
.
Say o n ly
Q u ee n
!
N ay
!
D W AINIE
.
-
Th e
As so I l ear ned from s o urc e I
Q ue en
nee
d
not
S ent m essa g e cravi ng audi e nc e wi th
At o
n on
Th ou
Th e
,
,
hour a gone
say
th e
Towe r of
to n i gh t with i n th e
-
one
K i ng
Sta rs
.
k nowe st o n ly bri ef spac e followi ng
,
ti m e of
h er
In
s ecret with
Is
s et,
pe nt s e ssi on
th e
Ki ng alo ne
too to co nve ne !
,
Ha t h len t h is
th e res o
t
s ea l un o a
a nd
,
s et
th e Th rone
that the K ing
m a nda te t h a t
,
Sh ould h e with h old h is pres ence t here th e Queen
Sh a ll be emp owered to pres ide— to reign
,
THE NIG HT
OF
Solely endowed to wor k
In l ieu
H av e
be e n
will
ro
y al
th e
e
od K in
h
o
t
f
g
g
o
55
.
NOW , th e refore , I
.
s h e,
advi s e d that
th e
Q uee n by craft
,
Co nn ive s to hold h i m abs e nt purpos e ly
That s h e
may clai m
th e
Cov e rt d e si g n I k now
It
a ug urs da ng er to
Th e Th ro ne s
ow n
—
vacancy
not,
y ou
but
,
what
for
I k now
both as to
,
p e rp et uity
[As ide ] (A g ai n
.
.
M y mag i c g iv e s me vi si o n te rri b l e
Sorc e ress l eg io s b l k m i
’
Th e
Sti ll h e rs
Th ou
,
y et
—
lEo l
n
a
wav e ri ng
R e nd e r
.
ne ow n .
Th e
-
O s ave th e K i ng
h i m to
us
K i ng
,
!!
AM P HINE
.
I fee l
Thou
speakest truth ! and
y et
how k now you thi s ?
D W AINIE
.
Ask me not that ! my lips
m or
And,
To
listen
For
we ld ed cl os e
—
e,
S n e
,
And e v e n
But,
a re
i c I hav e dared to sp eak
—J uck let
now
i s acc e ssory
a nd
thou
,
i s plotti ng for thy fa ll
Passi o n of my So ul ! th i nk not
n
,
.
.
of
me ,
oth i ng but sh ee r m a g ic may avai l
To work me
harm
!
—
but look the e to thys e lf !
THE
56
For
thou art blam e l e ss ca us e of all
T hat
ra nk leth
tp
s e
may
U nlook ed
-
Th i s
t
s ea l
w
a
f y
o
may
Of da s t a rdly
th e
hate
Q uee n
.
r tha t
,
beh ind t h ee —for i n t h i s
t h ine enemy
,
D are not surm i s e —
none
of th e
uns lumber ed ev e
m uch I k now
Th a t
bosom
i n th e
5 0 h a ve t h ine ey es
No
FLYING ISL A ND S
b ut
will
com e
for what fe l l i ntent
So l ook t h ee,
p
s k ulk u on
n
igh t
t hee i n t h is
a nd
day
wis e
tta ck [A s ide ] (H a ! Sorc eress
T ho u pal e st tossi ng wi ld a nd wa nto nly
a
.
.
,
Th e
smoth e ri ng g old e n te mp est of thy h ai r
.
W h at ! lyi n g eye s ! y e dare to utter tea rs
Help
h elp
Yield us
th e K ing !!
AM P HINE
.
And thou , 0
H ow art thou g uard ed
of
a nd
what sh i e ld is th i n e
safety ?
D W AINIE
.
F ear
Po s s es s e d am I
not
of
th ou for me at
of H oly M a g i
M i ne
my m us t front me
e ne
And m ust
a ll.
wo ndro us sorc e ry
T h e g ift
at
sweet !
m y bi rth
in
ass a ult
with m um m ery of sp eech as s ai l
,
THE NIGHT
OF
And
I wi ll k now hi m
And
so
In
firs t utte ra nc e
in
ma y th us di s a rm h i m, th ough h e b e
A g i a nt thric e
But,
57
.
in
vasty form
forc e
a nd
[Singing
.
h ea rd
.
]
l ist ! wh a t w a nd e ri ng m i nstre l com eth h ere
th e
yo ung n i g h t ?
VO
C
—
I E
[In di t
Th e drowsy ey es
f th e
o
Th e wa mboo
roos ts
A nd th e
m oon
Th e
—
c
i g ing ]
s an e
on
is
a
s n
t rs g row di m
s a
ra inbow
th e
h
st
o
g
f
o
s
t h ing s ong of th e e r nle i s
s on
g
A nd th e
f love
o
s on
g
Th en wa k e
,
For th e s weet
is
t h er
a s oo
f lov e
o
is
s
rim
,
h ine
done ,
s oo
But th e
’
one ,
m i ne
.
0 wak e
s on
g
’
s s a ke,
Nor let my h ea rt
W it h th e
m orning brea k
AM P HINE
.
Som e s e renade r
W h at m ea neth
he
so e arly
,
a nd
W ith i n th e p a l a c e g ard e n clos e ? Q uick
nea reth
And
m ark
!
Soh !
h is
actio n wh ol ly
Let
,
us
H i st !
wh a t th us
h e re !
-
He
.
co nc ea l o urs e l v e s
unob s e
rv ed
.
[AM P HINE a nd D W AINIE enter
bower
.
]
THE FL YING ISLA ND S
58
[D ra wing
V O IC E
.
rr]
nea e
mis t of th e m orning c h ill
Th e
a nd
,
Wrap s
th e
Th e
n
ig h t
is
s un
in
a s
m oon fa des fa s t
Th e
com et
s
But th e
ay
r
g
,
pr
ay
f
h roud
s
o
crim s on blot !
a
Th e
’
.
t a il
is
a nd
,
a
t rs t a k e wing !
th e
s a
l
eting t h ing
e
f
t a le of love
is
n ot.
Th en wa k e ! 0 wa k e !
,
For th e s weet
son
g
’
s s a ke,
Nor let my h ea rt
Wit h
th e
m orning brea k
[Ent er J U C K LET ]
.
J U C K LET
.
H o ! ho ! what wi l l my dai nty m i stre ss say
Wh en I s h al l sta d k
n
B eneath
An d to ng ue
A
b e ll ,
If s h e
An d
To
wi l l n ot
!
,
th ee !
Fla re
Th e
out-
up
!
,
a nd
p ut up h er
fi nge r th us
h e art
of
h er
m i ne !
Or wi ll
di m bo udoi r
a flam e
hot cored sock et
-
with upt ur ne d ey e s
I wo nd e r
Ho ! ho !
back to
i n th e wet g rass
lolli ng li k e th e cl a pp e r of
Hist !
h er
d eep
h er t h a t ?
o utpo ur
say
Li g h t
latti c e
h er
nee-
of
a nd,
now
,
th e
h er
a nge ls call
bl us h i ng fa c e
from
h er g l a s s ,
up s p routin g
from
a soul who s e l i ght
THE NIGH T
OF
Sh e th o ug ht
lo ng si nc e
Or h a ply wi ll
,
A
s he
,
h a d g utt e re d
59
—
out P
Ho l
ho !
c h aste ly b e nd a bov e
p a ri a n p h a ntom with its h e ad a ti p
,
And twi nkli ng
fi nge rs d us ti ng dow n th e d ews
T h at g litt e r
th e ta ra p y z
T h at
on
ri ot ro und
h er
ma vi ne s
cas e me nt— ga th e ri ng
to p elt me wit h wh i l e 1 b e low
Lus h b loom s
,
A ll wi nki ng ly await th e fra g ra nt s howe r ?
Ho !
ho !
how j o l ly i s th i s thi ng
of lov e
But h ow
m uch rich e r rare r j oll ie r
Th an
th e
,
a ll
,
loves i s th i s rare lov e
W h y my sweet Pri nc e ss doth
I
m h er
lov e r
I h av e a way
And wast e
-
,
sooth I
,
woo ing all
sca nt sp eec h
An d co urte si e s
In
for to h e re co nfe s s
,
of
of
not e
,
a
a ll
do not
!
in
g a um e d
woo
m
i
m i ne !
ve n dre am
,
ne ow n
creamy compli m e nt
with wi ny words
at al l—
.
l wi n !
How i s it now th e old d uet doth g l i de
It s e lf f ul l rippli ng ly adow n th e g roo v e s
Of
its q ua i nt
Th e by e,
or,
by th e way ,
ye,
p era dv ent ure
-
Or
,
ek e
m e lody
—
-
And w h os o, by
or,
-
,
e
for
th e
c
n on e,
v e r d urs t
R e nd e r a d uet si ng ly but my s e lf ?
[Si
i
—
g
ng n
Wit h g rot es que mimicry of two voices ]
.
FL YING ISL A ND S
THE
60
D U ET
’
J U C K LET S
H ow i s it y ou woo
— a nd now
H ow i s it y ou woo
W hy to
,
Is
to s
r y ou true
imp ly
But h ow
,
ca n
,
a n swe r me tru e
—th e
firs t t h ing y ou do
—
my dea res t beg in
.
I b eg i n to woo or to
win
’
Wh e n I do n t k now a w i n from a
W hy
cover y our ch in wit h y our fa n
,
introduce t h em
A nd I l l
’
,
y ou w i n ?
a nd
a ns we
.
w oo ?
r fin
or y ou
,
to y ou
.
B ut what if it drew from my par ents a vi ew
W ith my
No
m a tter
no m a nne r aki n ?
ow n
in
y ou r
v ew s h a l l
—
So I h a s t en to
i
us h e
r t hem
be firs t
in
o
h
e
w
t
t
,
f
o
.
N ay stay ! S h all I g ri n at th e woo
,
And what
W hy
wi ll
he
A nd th e wi n wit h
Then
supposi ng
Im
’
W hy
,
A nd
s
p e aki ng
t h en
,
now
y ou
,
win ?
.
How p lea s a nt i t s been
h e g rew
y ou
’
Del igh t ed wit h y ou
v e ry d ea r to my vi ew
k now of th e w i n ?
s ho u
ld
i s th e
the
do if I do 9
th e woo will beg in wit h
,
or
,
do
wh a t h e wa n t ed y ou to,
tim e to beg in
.
THE
62
FL YING ISL A ND S
[A rch ly
J U C K LET
.
A roaste d wh effle
T ri ck e d
with a
a nd
la rv ey
sprit me ! wi ne
And,
N ow I s h ould l i k e to
T h e gues t s ! b ut
as
M i ne i nte rro g at ory
A m I b eh i nd ti m
-
a
a nd
a
p ut
th ere
a
gh ergh g li ng
q ue sti o n
be
I
.
’
tai l !
s
in !
to
1 di rect
[Bowing
.
ca n
to
c c ]
va a n y
.
trust
b ut
ov e rlook e d
my m o s t a cti v e effort to reg ai n
A g r a ci o us
t ol e ra nc e
by
s e rvic e
D i re cti ng rapt att e nti o n to
now
fact
th e
Th at
I h ave broug h t m i ne app et ite al ong
I
b ut
ca n
W o uld
[Sits
fee l
be
at
,
ho
h o ! t h at
a wa s te of s p ee c h
t a ble—p ours
out
,
f urth e r words
.
wine, drink s
Wh e n I was rath e r b a ckward
in
t
was a ti m e
my w a ys
I n c ourtly c ompa ny (a s th o ug h forsooth
I fe lt not from my v e ry bi rth th e s wi s h
,
,
,
,
Of roy a l blo od a l ong my v e i ns th oug h b re d
,
A m ong s t th e tr ea cl ed sc ulli o n s
t from l i k e a cork
sho
,
,
in
a nd
r cious ly ]
a nd ea s v o a
— T h e re
I
]
What !
to s wi m th e m
h ost
Th e n
i
v a nds
wh um,
pic e d
a r e n one ,
to th e
—
e?
s
e noug h
M y ta rdy c om i ng m ay
In
toc
-
ey eing
th e
t h rall s
yo uthful ye ars
,
.
OF
THE NI GHT
I nto court favor by my wit
-
Of fom enta ti on
-
.
Pah
som eh ow as I thi nk
T hat
coars e
,
Of two
Hey !
Awe
-
n
a ge ,
strick e n
Le s t
!
s s h ee
t ch
s en
I
,
’
o
t oil !!
’
all o utg row n
ve
w h e re i n
r stress
mak e s a m eal
one
a fork of so up
e s ta rdle s a nd
s a na loo
B efore
ic e
’
th e
Ay e ,
,
.
my starv e d stom a c h sta nd
a g h a s t with m outh
a nd
,
ric h prof usi o n of th i s fea s t
th e
63
.
ag
ap e
,
I l ub ri cate it with a g l a s s of m e rl
And coax
it
on
to m ore fam i li a r te rm s
Of fe llows h i p with thos e d e l e cta b l e s
[P ours
M i ne host
—
wine
a nd
H us h h a unted lip
-
Eth e ri a l ,
a nd
Li v e t i l l th e
—
Th y
up
l
e
o
b
g
s un
dri e s
W ith s ta r prong s ti ll
away
a nd
up , a nd
th e
fa i l
.
mos t i mp e rial
i m materi al h ealth
-
And fa d e
t wit h m ock court lines s ]
vi ewl e ss pre s e nc e a nd
h olds
T ho u of th e
.
,
!
c om b th y cares
com ets fizzl e
a nd a re no
out
m ore !
[D rink s
And, if th ou
w i lt p e rm it me to ob s e rv e
Th e g l ea m i ng
sh
aft of s pi rit
G oes w h i s tli ng to
its
Z ipp s
-
W h y,
to
th e
now
m a rk
targ et c e nte r
am I
th e
a nd
,
of
veri e st
i n th i s
a nd
,
wi ne
f ul l
a nd
my s oul !
g e ntl e m a n
fa i r
refi lls
g
t]
oble
.
THE
64
T hat
e
v e r buttered wom an with a sm i l e
And let h e r melt
A l l ov e r
And
FLYING ISLA ND S
a nd
a nd run a nd
aro und a wa nto n
,
I t h i nk
,
s he
T h e h ump
In
a nd
p
k i nks
thi s
en
now ,
wo uld look o v e r as it we re
u on
a nd
my back !
k nuckl e s
ch a nti ng sm i l e
Lov e- dazz l e d ,
a nd
,
a nd s o
of
ooz e
h e art !
if my m i str e ss b e nt abov e me
I n al l my h i d eo us d eform ity
Th e
drip
,
,
forg e t
my cro ok e d l eg s
s h e ne e
,
ds m us t l eap
,
fal l fai nt and fl utteri ng
W i th i n th es e yaw n i ng all d evo uri ng arm s
-
,
Of m i ne ! H o !
And y et C re s ti llomee m
ho !
W o uld h av e me bli ght my dai nty
T hi s
feath er from
th e
D vi l s wi
e
’
A m far too f ul l of craft to spoi l
T h at y et s h all
I nto m i
pour th e i r
ne own ,
-
a nd
lov e
th e
e
I
ye s
li ke n ectar out
I am far too d ee p
D W AINIE
.
he
— But
ng
F or royal wit to wad e my p urpo s e s
What can
with
D w a i ni e
.
[To AM P HINE ]
.
m ea n ?
AM P HINE
.
[Ch afing
in
ppres s ed frengy ]
su
H a ! to rus h forward
Te ar
out
h i s ton gue and sl a p it i n h i s face !
.
a nd
(NE ITHE AH
G HVI
LHNAHHE
[A SHE ]
.
N ay nay ! H ist what
,
saith !
he
J U C KLET
.
H ow
H ow all m a g n ific e nt
an
W ould I
h er —
My
ve
be to
ry s o ul
’
bli g h t
s
s oul
An d
i nward jea lousy
as
,
(my p ee rl e s s
one
C re s tillomee m
for h er h a te
,
a fool
i diot
as
D ot h i ns ti g a te me to
bi g
we ll,
’
s sa
ke
bel ike
W ouldst h av e my
D w a i ni e b li nd e d to
For c h arms , g o od
sooth we re
,
ev e
my c h arm s
ry s ev e ral flaw
Of my m a lform e d o ute r s e lf compared
-
,
W ith th at
h is
H a ndsom e ne s s
S h a l l cha ng e to at
a
E en
-
’
b re a t h
,
of
Amp h i ne
th e
Pri nc e
my
p uff d c h ee k ,
’
were it weedy b eard ed at th e ti m e
With s uc h a s t ub b l e
M i gh t lo s e
h is
as
sp a ni e l
I fe ar me O my coy
,
a h untsm a n we ll
in !
Ho !
h o ! Ho ! h o !
C re s tillomee m,
T h i ne
a nci e nt co q uetry doth chall e ng e sti l l
Th i ne
ow n
I to
cru s h
v a i n adm i rati on ov e rm uch !
h er — wh e n
tho u as c e rtai nly
,
H a s t arm ed me to sm ite dow n th e o n ly
Th at
li e s b etwi x t
h er
l ov e and m i ne ?
,
ba r
Ho
ho !
THE
66
FLYING ISL ANDS
Hey ! but th e rev e l I shall ri ot i n
Abov e th e b eauteous Pri nc e
Mad e
Ho !
ab h orre nt as a
a ll
Rare lady
of
ve
fai r
ry ma g i ni ng s of h i m
be loa th e me
Expo s t ulati ng i n
of
s
ick e ni ng
h i m th e re
my forum
h er
sh
ap e
,
b e q ual m s
now
!
p rop e rti e s
unp ri nc ify i n g
Of m edicati o n h ath
P ut i n
of th e
’
Refiné d to that s h am ed,
H o ! w h at
b ul k !
m i ne ow n s up e ri or ch oic e !
my
P a h ! b ut
i ns ta ntuous ly
rep tile d
my pri nc e ly wo oe r
ho !
D o so
,
Maj es ty
my t e nd er c h arg e ! H o ! ho ! H o ! ho !
Ah , D w a i nie !
I wo nd e r ,
S q uat at
sweet e st sweet ! what s h ock to thee
wh e n
h er
s h e s ee
feet
a nd
Upo n h er a nd croak
s
th e
hum a n toad
cock h i s fi l my e y e s
lov e ,
if
she
wi l l not
Cal l me to twee z e r hi m with two l on g sticks
And toss
hi m from
h er
path
—
.
O
ho ! H o !
Hell b e nd h i m
o er
May have
brother i n the flesh
one
’
ho !
som e blossom quick that I
,
D W AINIE
.
!
[To AM P HINE ]
.
Ha !
He groweth d ru nken
.
See !
—Soh ! B id e et a sp e l l
y
OF THE NIGHT
67
.
v ex
h i m with
Th e n s h al l w e
h e nc e for
And
O ur
I wi l l
,
s ubtl e st a rts
Be q uick e ne d
h e re ,
10 , th e
n
od e wh e n al l
strateg i es m ust
i nto acts
N ow bid e thou
Th e
a nd
my sorc e ry !
a nd s
a nd
d
ne e s
wift re s ult s
.
m ute s i l e nc e mark
in
ri g h teo us p e nalty th a t hath accrued
Upo n th a t dwarfe d m onste r
.
concea lm ent from the dwa rf her tens e ga ge
fi xed upon him a s though i n m ute a nd p a inful a ct of inca n
ta ti on — J U C K LET afl ected drows ily — y a wns a nd mum
bles incoherent ly —s tretches a nd gra dua lly s ink s a t full
—
lengt h on the s wa rd
D W AINIE moves forwa rd— AM
P HINE fol low ing i s a bout to s et foot contempt uous ly on
s leep er s brea s t but i s c a u ht a nd held a way b
E
D
A
I
N
I
W
y
g
who imperious ly wa ves h i m ba ck a nd s till i n p a nt o
—
mim e comm a nding bids hi m t urn a nd hide hi s fa ce AM
P HINE obey ing a s t hough una ble to do ot herwis e
D W AI
NIE t hen unbinds her ha ir a nd t hrowing it a ll forwa rd
covering her fa ce a nd bending till it tra ils the ground s he
l ifts to the k nee her dres s a nd s o wa lk s ba ck wa rd i n a
circle round the s leeping J UC K LET crooning to hers elf
a n incoheren t s ong
Then p a us ing letting fa ll her gown
a nd ris in
o full s t a t ure wa ves her ha nds a bove the s leep
t
g
er s fa ce a nd r uns to AM P HINE who t urns a bout a nd
ga ges on her wit h new wonderm ent ]
[She s ta nds
,
s ti ll
in
,
.
,
.
,
,
’
,
,
,
,
,
,
.
,
,
,
,
.
,
!
’
,
,
,
,
.
THE
68
FLYING ISL ANDS
[To AM P HINE ]
D W AINIE
.
.
Now shalt thou
Look
on
such scaith as thou hast n ev er drea m ed
.
pea k s ha lf a ver ting her fa ce a s with m ela ncholy ap
i
s
s ion chor us o lu ubrious voices hea r d c ha ntin
d
r
e
e
n
h
p
f g
g
[As
s he s
,
,
VO ICE S
.
W hen
th e
fat m oo n sm i l e s
And th e
com et s ki s s
And th e
Th e
,
e
,
lve s of
Sp i rk la nd fl it ,
W h a ngh oo tw unk ers
A tu n e li k e th i s
,
And the n i ghtmares champ
[As
th e
bitt
.
chor us dies a way a comet freight ed wit h weird s hapes
dips from the nigh t a nd tra ils nea r J U C K LET S s leeping
figure while with a tt enda nt goblin forms two N i gh tmare s
C REEC H a nd G RITC HFANG a light — The com et h is s es
s witches i ts t a il a nd dis app ea rs wh ile the two g obl ins h ov er
huggingly o er J U C KLET who s t a rt s wide ey ed a nd s t a res
d
u
s
n
o
t
r
e
o
o
e
r
r
a
i
t
x
e
m
w
i
t
h
h
r
b
c
t
d
t
e
a
t
h
]
y
y
l
fi
fi l
,
,
,
’
-
,
,
,
,
,
.
,
,
’
-
,
,
.
THE FLYING ISLAND S
70
[Shrink s
minut e s ige while goblin a ttenda nts p luck from
s h rubbery
a
l
r
ea
t
l
i
s
a
p
d
r
ic
t
i
v
rt
h
e
o
w
e
w
n
e
l
h
h
h
y
y
e
g
f
funnel wis e with s m a ll end a t s leeper s nos trils hois ting
G RITC HFANG i n a t top a ndjos t ling s hap e downwa rd gra d
—
a
l
u lyfr om s igh t a nd
IT
H
remov i ngfl ower — voice o
G
C
R
f
FANG continues g leeful ly from wit h in s leep er s hea d ]
to
,
-
’
-
,
,
,
,
’
.
H o ! I have bored th rou gh
And
s et
And
I shri e k
I m ay
th e
floor
of
h i s brai n s
,
th e m al l writhi ng with torturous pai n s !
out
be th e
th e
pray e r as I w h i stl e
,
a nd
whi z
,
n i ghtmare th at my grandmoth e r i s !
[Reapp ea rs , t hrough revers a l offl ower
-
m et hod
,
ming for m er
the t wa i n da nce
assu
pe cros s es to C REEC H a nd j o wi ng
on s leep er s s t oma ch i n br ok en tim e to duo ]
s ha
,
,
,
,
’
.
D UO
W h i ng !
.
VVh a ng !
So
And th ey g uzzl e d h ot
But t h e y
e
o n ly blow
To
fizz
th e
blo od
a nd e
up
i n th e h ul l
a nd
b lew
of
up
th e
with a
ba ng !
r ul e
a fool
xplod e li k a ca t i ro n toa d
e
s
-
cave rno us d epth s wh e re h i s vi ct uals we re stowed
W h e n c h a nc e s we re rip e st
To
a nc estors sa ng !
v e r t ena cio usly c l ung to
To
In
our
burst e v e ry butto hol e
n-
a nd
out
th ick e st
a nd
of h i s v e st !
b est
O F THE
p a us e fl oa t high a bove
droo
s qua re iron weigh t
m oa ns piteous ly ]
They
,
,
,
NIGHT
71
.
fus ing t oget her int o a g rea t
hea vily on ches t of s leep er who
a nd
,
.
[Hiding
AM P HINE
.
hzs fa ce
[D W AINIE leads hi m ofl
,
look ing ba ckwa rd a s s he g oes
imp loringly
rea s s uming for mer
i ng her ha nds
FANG ,
]
ta k e me h e nc e !
Ah
’
.
a nd
wa v
C REEC H a nd G RITC H
s hap es i n ecs t a cies o
f ins a ne
to
,
[To G RITCHFANG ]
C REEC H
.
.
Z ipp !
Z ipp
Z ipp !
Z ipp !
Sti ng hi s ton gue raw and unrav e l h i s l ip !
G rope on the ri g ht dow n h i s wi ndpi pe and squee z e
,
,
,
H i s liver as d ry as a petrifi ed wheez e !
—
I
H
F
A
N
G
[G R TC
as
—
f r s hrinks
be o e
’
er s
Throttl e
hi s heart till h e
And bury
it down
in
Wh ere on l y re morse
To
’
s
a nd
dis appea rs
mouth ]
b l ack
in
the face
,
som e d eso l ate p l ac e
in
p e nt a g o ny
li v es
dread the advi c e that yo ur gra ndmother g ives !
p
a t s lee
THE
72
FLYING ISLAND S
p r s truggles contort edly wh ile voice of G RITC H
FANG ca lls from with in ]
[The
s lee e
,
.
G RITC HFANG
Ho h o
I hav e clamb e red
-
And be
-
ri ddl ed
h is
th e
l ung s i nto tatte rs
And
I t urn
up
th e
tub e of
And
sq ui rt al l
th e
blood to
I s t a mp
on
ru ng s
h i s stomach
h is
of
h i s ri bs
a nd
dri b s
h eart li k e a
h os e
th e
a nd
.
e nd
cap e r
of h is
a nd
o
n se
p ra nc e
!
!
,
W ith my tai l to s s i ng ro und l i k e a boom e ra ng lanc e !
-
And thus
may success e ve r crow n my i ntent
T o wa nd e r th e
ways that m y g ra ndm oth e r we nt !
[Reappea rs fa lls hy s terica lly
,
i n C REEC H S
— Then da nce
’
a nd
D UO
t tretched a rm s
ou s
.
chor us ! ]
.
So our ancestors sun g !
A nd th ey snorted and paw ed
stung
,
a nd
th ey hi ss ed and th ey
,
T aki ng
O n th e
s
p ecia l terrific d el i ght
in
foo l s that th ey fou nd i n
th e i r work
th e
la nds
A nd e ac h li ttl e g rai n of th e i r powd e rs
T h ey
of
of th e
Spi rk
.
pai n
scraped up and p est l ed a g ai n a nd a gai n
M ix ed
i n q uadrup l e
T i ll t h ey stra ng led
dos e s for g lutto ns and sots
,
th e i r dream s with g u ng jibbrious k nots !
-
O F THE NIG HT
73
.
[Th e comet
i tra ils pa s t upon wh ich the N i ghtmares leap
J UC K LET s t a ggers to h i s feet a nd gla res
a nd dis app ea r
—
en s t a rt s
o
r
o
e
o
h
t
o
pp
s
it
e
x
it
en i edly a round
r
f
f comet
f g
i s t h ere s udden ly confron t ed wit h fiend fa ces i n th e a i r
bewh is k ered wit h ra gged p urp l is h fl a m es t h a t fl a re a udibly
a nd h us k ily i n a brupt a l t erna tin
c
i
ll
a sp s a nd h ot wel t
h
g
g
er i n s of wind
e s t a rt s ba ck from t h em reels a nd fa lls
H
g
pros tra te groveling ter r ifiedly i n th e dus t a nd ch a ttering
wit h eer ie m us ic a ccomp a ny ing his br ok en uttera nce ]
a ga n
,
.
-
,
.
,
,
,
,
.
J U CKLET
.
£ 0 ! £0 ! £0 !
Th o u t h a t
dost
a ll
thi ng s k now
W a ivi ng a l l cl a i m s
Sav e th a t I
nee
ds m us t
may
Wh at
I have
i—
.
m i ne to
not a ny
way
da re
Lo,
I pray for ? Yea
An Thou g a i ns a y e s t me
I dare
of
,
,
a tol e ra nc e
s o.
pray
Forg ivenes s —too g reat
not
’
M y v ast o ertopp li ng wei ght
Of si nn i ng !
I
nor ca n
Pray my
Poor s o ul
F ram e
6
un
Thou
sco urg ed to
go
.
my praye r £ 0 !
,
to pray
,
THE FL YING ISL A ND S
74
Wha t m ay I pray for ?
I shap e a praye r
,
I n sooth
For
a ny
D are
,
cance l ed j oy
Of my m ad youth
,
’
Or any b l i ss my si n s stress di d destroy ?
—
for
W hat m ay I pray
What ?
That th e wi l d cluste rs of forg et m e not
-
A nd
-
m i g n o n ette
And vi ol e t
Be
out
of ch i ld h ood brou g ht
m i ne old h eart set
And i n
A
-
,
bloom i ng
n ow
as th e n
W ith all thei r p eta l s yet
Bedi a moned with
T hei r
d ews
sweet sweet scent l et l oose
,
F ul l sumptuous l y a g ai n !
W hat may I pray £ 0 !
,
For th e
poor h utch e d
cot
Wh e re d eath sate squat
Midst my fi rst memori e s
—
LO !
—
M y m oth er s fac e (th ey , wh i speri n g , to l d me
’
That
fac e
I t bla nched
—s o
up ,
pi nchedly
as th ey l ifted m e
!
so
OF THE NI GHT
75
.
Its froz e n e yelids would
N ot part
n or
,
co ul d
eve r wetted op en with warm tears
Be
.
Who h ears
Th e
prayers
Leastwi s e
I
not
A ll
for
one
a ll dead mother s a kes £0
-
-
,
mercy
—
May
have l e ave to pray
f to pass away
s el
Forgetful
of a ll
needs
M i ne ow n
N eg l ectful of
A lo ne
Stand fro nti ng
a ll
creeds
,
Th y
h ig h thron e a nd say
!
T o T h ee ,
0
I nfi n ite I pray
,
S h i e ld
[M us i c t hroughout
int o utter
Th ou
m i ne enemy !
pp lica tion gra dua lly s oftens a nd s weet ens
ent lenes s wit h s cene Slow fa din
i
t
o dens es t
n
g
g
su
-
,
END AC T
II
.
THE
76
FLYING ISLA ND S
AC T III
.
Cour t of K RU NG — Roy a l M i ni sters , Couns el
SCE NE 1
.
ors
,
in
etc . ,
i
C REST ILLO M EEM i n full bla gonry
s es s on .
,
a t her
l
s a H
e
r
l
ttir
pr
i
i
i
rald
e
a
a
n
a
e
s
d
s
n
e
S
e
h
f g
g
g
left who s t ep s forwa rd
Bla re of trumpet s greet ed wit h
ominous m urm urin s wit h in blent wit h t um ul t from
g
o
.
,
-
.
,
,
,
out.
H ERALD
H i st
Ay ,
ho !
,
ay l
A ll Gl orious
Th e
-
C res tillomee m,
And
Ay ,
a nd
to
h er
ay
,
i n th e
Her M aj e sty
Ev e r G raci ous Q u ee n
,
-
,
m ost loyal l e al
,
ri g h t d evote d subj ects
Proclai m i ng
-
.
,
abs e nc e
g reeti n g
of th e
s ends
K i ng ,
Her royal pre s e nc e
[Voi ce of H erald fa ils
fa lls
a br up tly —utter ly
.
—
A brea t hles s hus h
—
—
s
s
v
ominous
c
rt
s
e
n
s
e
pp
e
i
e
o
the ou
A
r
thr ong Weird mus i c hea rd of uns een ins tru
s udden on
fl ects
a
the
.
m ents ]
.
H ERALD
H ist ho
,
Th e
! Ay ,
.
ay l
[Hus k ily s triving
Ay ,
ay
—
to be hea rd
Her Maj esty ,
A l l Gl ori ous and Ever G racious Q ueen
-
C res tillomee m
.
-
,
]
THE
I ha ve
FL YING ISLAND S
mind to feel
no
Of gen t le h a nds
Th e la ck
A nd
h a ir
a nd
.
on e
I h a ve
Dea d weeds ,
brow
c p a ined me much ,
f t h is
o
so
on
t ouch
th e
ca re
a
.
h us ky
a nd
-
rus t ling
lea ves
Th a t bea t the dea d boughs wh er e y e cl ing ,
A nd old dea d nes ts benea t h the
ea ves
Lov e i s th e dea des t t h ing
c
Ah
on e
A nd
Th e
t
I fa red
c
on e
!
no
not a ll a lone
m a tter
su
Beca us e I loved h i m
a lway s r
ipp les
s
i n h is h a nds ,
r
una wa e ,
down th e s tra nds
Of h i s long y ellow h a ir
I
needs
mus t
weep
a
h one
so
trem blings
a lway s
A nd a lway s blus hes
And
i
r a n or s now
er ever
mm
f
s a rs o
With
,
!
l itt le
.
p a ce
s
,
Rem em bering h i s la ugh ing ey es
curving lip a nd l ifted fa ce
Of rapture a nd s urp ris e
And
,
.
OF
0 joy i s dea d i n
And l ife
In
a ll
a nd
THE NIGHT
p a rt
every
h op e !
th e gr a vey a rd
79
.
,
a nd s o
f my
o
i
I
s n
g
h ea rt
Love i s th e dea de s t t h ing
A
I
LL
s
l
pp
a rition o
P
V
owly
S
O
R
f
f
g
va nis h es
C RESTILLO M EEM turns da gedly to t hrong
s a ir
a nd wit h l a bored ey
s
tri
s
s
s
u
m
e
imp
i
o
u
o
t
v
e
t
o
ea
e
r
r
r
f
—
Signs for wine a nd trem ulous ly dra ins goblet s inks ba ck
i n t h rone wit h feigned comp la cency m utely wa ving H er
a l d to proceed ]
[Wi th
dy ing
a way o
s on
,
a
.
,
.
,
.
H ERALD
H i st ho !
,
Th e
Ay ,
ay !
[M ech a nzca lly ]
.
Ay ,
.
ay
—
!
Her Maj e sty ,
A l l Gl orious and Eve r G raci ous Q u ee n
-
-
,
C res ti llomeem, to h er m ost loyal , l ea l
A nd ri g ht d evoted s ubj ects
Proc l ai m i ng
,
i n th e
,
abs e nc e
g reeti ng
of th e
s ends
K i ng ,
Her royal pres enc e , as by h i m e mpowe re d
TO
sit a nd occupy mai ntai n a nd ho l d
,
And th erefrom ru l e th e
And w ork th e
Ay ,
ay
—
!
Thron e , i n
,
sove re i g n state
royal wi ll— [Confus ion ] H i s t
A nd be it k nown
,
th e
Of h i s approachi ng dissol ution
K i ng
,
in
,
,
h o ! Ay ,
view
ay
!
THE
80
FLYING ISLANDS
[Sens a tion a m ong C ou ns e lors ,
'
wi th out a nd crzes
'
’
!
Intrigue !
pres s ed
h ea rd ]
!
!
!
etc. ,
Long l ive th e
Sor cery !
i r e, wa ving
s
wit h in ,
Ki n g I
wild t umult
a nd
a nd
!
Trea s on
C RESTILLO M EEM
!
ilence
a nd
,
H era ld
s
in
,
triving
p
su
to be
.
H i st ho
,
Of
h is
H ERALD
! Ay , a y ! Ay ,
ay
— Th e
K i ng i n vi ew
,
approach i ng di ssol uti o n hath
,
D ecreed th i s
—
i nstrument thi s
royal scrol l
[U nrolling
W ith roya l s ea l thereu nto
disp lay ing
K rung
by
s et
a nd
’
s
croll ]
.
s
M ost sacred act a nd si g n
[Genera l s ens a tion wit h in a nd g rowing tum ul t wit h out wi t h
Conspira cy !
Trea s on !
wra ng ling cr ies of P lot !
D own wit h th e us urp er I
a nd
Down wit h th e Q u ee n !
Down wit h th e Sorce res s !
,
,
!
!
!
!
!
!
!
!
C RESTILLO M EEM
[W ildly ]
.
W h o dare s to cry
!
C onspi racy !
[G rowing
Bri n g me th e traitor k nav e !
-
—
confus ion wit hout s ound
Let me be
t a ken !
!
En ter
!
Let me
G uards dra gging
J U C K LET forwa rd wild ey ed a nd hys terica l— the Q u een s
f
t
d
on hi m wonderin ly ]
a
e
a
s
e
n
e
g g
g
be
t a k en !
—
o
f rioting Voice,
’
-
,
.
C RESTILLO M EEM
Why bri n g y e
J uck let
h ither
,
.
in
[To G uard s ]
th i s wi s e ?
OF THE NIGHT
81
.
GU ARD
B eca us e ti s
’
An d w h o
Of
h e wh o
i ncite s
Plot !
!
cri e s
Co n spi racy !
T reaso n !
!
C REST ILLO M EEM
[St a rting ]
.
C a n th i s be true ?
Ha !
I
’
11 not
But
—
be li ev e it
not s o v a s
t
a
!
mob with out with cri e s
th e
a nd
.
J uck let
fo ol th a t
Hi s g ra cio us S ov e re i g n
’
s
i s my fool
he
i re
,
wo uld te mpt
[To G ua rds !
.
Let h i m be
.
freed !
[Then
to
J U C K LET
,
with
m ock
r ice ]
se v
.
Sta nd h ith e r O m y F ool !
,
.
J U C K LET
[To Q uee n ]
.
.
Wh a t ! I
Ho !
ho !
[Conf i
Thy f00 l? —h o ! h o —
—
s
u on
th y
,
fool ?
W h y t hou
,
a rt
Cries of Strik e down the tra itor !
!
wren ching h z ms elffrom g ra sp
B a ck
a ll of y e
Th at
I s h ould fe ar yo ur p uny
!
I
hav e
n ot
H e re w i ll I g ive y e proof
[P res s es t owa rd t hron e ,
f
o
cer s
i
fi
o
mine !
J U C K LET
.
]
wa d ed H e l l
en
of a ll
m i ty !
I say !
wedging hi s
ppos ers left a nd right
C RESTILLO M EEM s it s a s t h ough s tri ck en s peech les s
wa v ing h i m ba ck — J U C K LET fa ir ly fron ting h er wit h
folded a rm s to t h rong continues ]
o
,
,
,
,
.
THE
82
do I h e re d efy
LO !
h er
FLYING ISLAND S
to l ift
up
Her voi c e and say th a t J uck let spe aks a lie
[A t Sign of Q uee n
,
c er s ,
t
fi
o
p rceived c los e
un e
h im
.
—
e
f urth r
Th a t
crav e n H e rald th e re holds
A forg e ry
H e re
in
I pro no unc e th e
—
trick a nd
wa rily beh ind
,
]
And,
—a
.
doc um e nt
i n h is
h a nd
dare th e Q uee n
,
my l i sten i ng pres e nc e to c om ma nd
,
Its utte ra nc e !
C RESTILLO M EEM
H old h i re li
,
Th e
Q uee n th ou dost
Sh a ll
in
[Wi ldly ris ing ]
.
ng
!
T raitor
-
F o ol !
thy m ad boasts i nsult
utte r fi rst thy doom
[J UC KLET
s h ur led fa ce u
fr
om beh ind b
G
uards
i
y
p
g
wa rd on th e da is a t h er feet wh ile a minion wit h dra wn
s word pres s ed c los e a ga ins t h i s brea s t s t a nds ov er h i m ]
,
s ei ed
,
,
.
,
Ere w e
With g rav er m atte rs
Be
,
let
th i s d e mon k nav e
-
s e nt back hom e to h e ll
[W it h
a w ul s
proc ee d
.
tres s 0 i r e or m 9uiver ing ey es g li tter i ng
fea t ures twitch ed a nd a s h en ]
,
.
G iv e
me th e
Th e
i nsult hath b ee n m i ne— s o e ve n
Th e
v engeanc e
be ?
sword
s h a ll
,
a nd
OF THE NIGH T
83
.
Q
d
r
a nd bends forwa rd to
g
ees h i s h a nd
s trik e J U C KLET wit h s uperh um a n e
o
t
fr
r
gfl
a nd wit h a s udden m otion a nd a n in coh eren t m utt e ring
— C REST ILLO M EEM
s obje ct i n h i s a s s a ila nt s fa ce
n
i
fl g
s ta
e rs ba ck wa rd droppin
s word a nd wit h a rm s t os s ed
gg
g
ft s h riek s totters a nd fa lls prone up on th e p a ve In
a lo
confus ion following J U C K LET my s t erious ly va nis h es a nd
a s th e bewi lde red C ourti e rs l zft th e fa l len Q uee n a c lea r
piercing v oice of t h rilling s weetnes s h ea rd s ing ing ]
[As C RESTILLO M EEM
s ei es
s wo
'
,
,
,
,
,
,
’
,
,
,
,
.
,
,
,
VO IC E
.
Th e
pri d e
Th e
Yet
o m us t with e r
of no n
d us k
out of
of
d ea th m ust fa l l !
d a rk e st
n ig h
S h a ll blos s om o ve r
[For
t th e mo on
a ll
!
—
empty t h rone
t h en
cloud envelopes
d
l
r
a
u
a
l
i
f
t
s
d
i
s c overin
t
h
ere in K RU NG s ea t ed
i
n
y
l
g
g
roy a l p a nop ly a nd s t a te wit h J U C K LET i n a ct of pres ent
i ng s cepter to h i m — Bla re of trumpet s a nd ch orus of
Co urti e rs Mi ni st ers H e ralds etc ]
an
i t t
s oon
ns a n
a
dens e
,
,
,
.
,
,
.
,
,
C HO RU S
.
All hai l !
K RU NG
Throu g h
Th e
£o s
’
.
[To t hrong
ow n
g re at
,
Lon g
wit h gra ve
provid e nce
i nte rventi on of an an ge l whom
,
live th e K i ng !
t tion ]
a nd thro ug h
s a lu a
.
THE
84
I lo ng
h a d d ee m e d
FL YING ISLAND S
forev e r lost to me
O nc e m ore th y favored Sov e re i g n
And te nd e r y e
An d fa ith
-
,
do
,
,
too,
with
of
my rea lm !
l ong
th y
-
f ri ng
s uf e
H a v e y e l ong s uffe red bl a m e l es s ly as
Now th e refore ,
n ot of
k now
my s e lf
ye
,
al l wh at
a nd
T h at , for
T o III !
And
al l ti m e to c om e
o ld
g l ory
op ul e nc e
a re
,
m i ne
is
we
,
re s tore d
pl e ndor
of our
rea lm
.
[Turn ing with p a ined fea t ures to th e s t! a ngely
Th e re
hav e bee n as
,
And wick e d
s
s m us t
y e nee d
orce ri e s
at
v e ry dai s b o undar ie s
LO !
th e n be hol d th y h a rri e r
,
-
k now ,
s
trick en Qu ee n ]
.
s
tra ng e sp e lls
w ork with i n
Th e
-
An d with me g ri ev e
,
m o s t reg a l prid e
a nd
a nd s
ti l l a te
un
with me s h are
ra pturo us a s s ura nc e th at
Th e
,
K i ng ,
he !
,
I k new
I g reet
my bl es s i ng O mo s t g ood
abidi ng s ubj ects
I n com m on
,
of th e
Th rone
a nd
m i ne
.
,
for th e s e lf rui ned Q ue e n
-
W h o g rov e ls at my fee t
,
So strick e n with a c urs e
b li nd,
sp e ec h l es s
h e rs e lf
d es i g ne d
S h o uld li g ht up on H op e s fai re st m i n i s te r
,
a nd
’
.
ttenda nt s wh o lea d a way C RESTILLO M EEM
Th e K i ng ga ging aft er h er overm a s tered wi t h s tres s of
h i s em otions — He lea ns h ea vily on t h rone a s t h oug h ob
[M otions
a
,
,
.
,
THE FL YING
86
ISLA ND S
You r fa ce was f a i r , and h e a rt was p u re , and l ip s
W e re true and h o pe as g o l d e n as y ou r h a i r ,
,
I shou l d
hav e str an g le d
y ou !
[As K RU NG , cea s ing to sp ea k p i teo us ly l ifts his fa ce SP RAI
V O LL a ll s udde n ly app ea r s in sp a c e left va ca n t by th e
,
,
,
— He
d
u
ee
n
n
d
kn
ee
li
n
a
n
k
i
ss
i
n
th
e
K
i
n
s
h
nd
a
a
g
Q
g
g
b e nds in t ender n ess k iss ing her b row— th en lift s a nd s ea t s
h er a t h i s s ide Sp ea ks th en to th rong ]
’
.
,
,
.
G ood Sub ject s
Be ho l d i n th i s
s weet w o m an h ere my c h i l d
-
Lo r ds
,
W ho m , y e a r s a g on e th e c o l d d e s p ic ab le
,
—
C re s ti llomee m by
,
ba lef u l w i c k ed a rts
,
A nd g r u e so me s pel l s and fe a r so me w itc h erie s
D i d s p i rit
o ff t o so m e s tran g e
,
oth erla nd,
W h ere ha pp i l y , a W unk la nd P ri n ce ss f ound
,
Her, and u nd i d th e s pe l l by so rcery
M o re p o te n t
But g ood
—
—
ay e , Di vi ne,
th e
g ift
s i n ce it w o r ks nau g h t
o f £0 t o ri gh t w r on g
,
.
T h i s m a g i c do wer t h e W unk la nd P ri n ce ss hat h
En l i s ted i n
ou r re s to r a ti on h ere
In s ecret s er v ice , ti l l th i s
O f ou r c o mplete
joyf u l hou r
d el i v eran ce
Lo, let th e peerle ss
,
.
Ev e n th us
.
P ri n ce ss no w a ppe a r !
!
O F THE
NIGHT
87
.
[He lift s s cept e r a nd a gus t of me lo dy div in e ly b ea ut iful
—
s w eep s throug h th e cou rt
Th e s ta r a b ov e th e thro n e
,
,
,
s
loos ens a nd drop s s low ly dow nw a rd burs t i ng li k e a bubb le
iss uing th er efrom AM P HlNE a nd
on th e s c ept e r tip a nd
D W AINIE h a nd i h h a nd kn ee l a t th e fee t of K RU NG
who b ends a bov e th em w i th his b less ing while J U C K LET
capers wildly round th e g roup ]
,
-
,
,
-
,
-
,
,
,
,
.
J U C K LET
.
Ho ! ho ! bu t I c ou l d sh rie k f o r v e ry joy !
A nd th ou g h my rece n t ri va l f a i r
Amp h i ne ,
,
D ot h e v e n
n ow b e nd o er a b l osso m l
’
,
Be s p ri t me !
,
h av e no l i n g er i n g d e s i re
T o me dd le w it h it , t h ou gh w i th b ut one
I s lept th e
wh i le sh e
M e i n th e g a rd e n
b a c kwa rd
ey e
wa l k e d a ro und
.
— J U C K LET b links
m
u
A
M
P
H
I
N
E
d
b
io
u
s
l
s
i
l
e
s
[
y
a nd
D W AINIE b it es
K RU NG
h er finger ]
.
.
P e a ce ! g ood J uck let
For t h i s i s
no t a ti me fo r
a ny
je s t
P eace !
.
T h ou g h t h e o l d o rd e r o f ou r rea l m hat h b ee n
Re s t o re d ,
T hou g h
and t h ou g h re s to red m y v ery l ife
I hav e f ound
a
a nd
—
dau gh ter , l
hav e l os t
THE FL YING
A son fo r
ISLA ND S
D w a i ni e ,
-
O F THE
NIGHT
.
w ith h er so rcery
W i l l on th e m o rr ow , c a rry h i m away
,
’
T i s [Eo
A nd
’
s
l a rg e ss , as ou r l ov e i s Hi s
our a b
i d i n g tr us t and
THE END
.
,
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