The Bride of Dionysva, a Mvsic-drama, and Other Poems by Robert Calverley TrevelyanThe Bride of Dionysva, a Mvsic-drama, and Other Poems by Robert Calverley Trevelyan

The Bride of Dionysva, a Mvsic-drama, and Other Poems

byRobert Calverley Trevelyan

Paperback | February 1, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1912. Excerpt: ... ACT I. SCENE I. The stern of a ship of state. MINOS enthroned with Ariadne and Phaedra standing by his side. Heralds, warriors and attendants. The song of the CAPTIVES upon the unseen Athenian ship is heard faintly, as though from some distance?) CHORUS OF ATHENIANS. Dark ship of doom, slow, yet more slow Southward o'er bright surges go! Nay, black sail, stay, ah stay! Droop, droop; fall limp and slack. Blow, thou wind, another way: Waft me swift to Athens back. Ah vain, vain, Heart to hope so fain! Hope only thy death's pain. MINOS. Once more returned the wished-for day makes glad my soul. From hated Athens once more yonder death-black sail Draws nigh, bearing her tributary freight, death-doomed, Righteous reprisal for my son Androgeos' blood. Go then, ye heralds, haste and from their ship bring hither Before my throne these children of those that slew my child. With furled sails now I bid their ship no nearer ride. If any strive, seize them, spare not, but lead them bound Perforce. My captives are they now, so let them learn. Exeunt heralds and several armed men.) CHORUS OF ATHENIANS. Nearer.) Athens, at the thought of thee Tears are standing in mine eyes. Yon dark alien hills no more they see: Like a vision thou dost rise. Thy tall cliffs with temples white Act I. Mid the clouds I see them bright: Scene I Thy loved plains with olives fair Quiver in the green waves there. Northward, ah northward let us fix our eyes! No, no! Nought may it stead our woe Idly to dream so. Deathward, deathward still our swift ship flies. (ARIADNE and PHAEDRA during the Chorus have gone to the side of the ship, and stand looking out over the sea.) ARIADNE. Hark, Phaedra! Is thy heart not touched with ruth To hear so sweetly yon doomed captives sing, Though of their own death...
Title:The Bride of Dionysva, a Mvsic-drama, and Other PoemsFormat:PaperbackDimensions:24 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.05 inPublished:February 1, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217575498

ISBN - 13:9780217575492