{"id":183,"date":"2013-07-13T01:26:26","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:26:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=183"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:26:26","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:26:26","slug":"63-juvenilia-act-3-sc-2-vol-07-collected-plays-part-ii-volume-07","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/01-sabcl\/07-collected-plays-part-ii-volume-07\/63-juvenilia-act-3-sc-2-vol-07-collected-plays-part-ii-volume-07","title":{"rendered":"-63_Juvenilia Act-3 Sc-2.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n
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\nSCENE II<\/b><\/span><\/font><\/p>\n

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\nBefore Alaciel’s house.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ELANDER
\n\t<\/font>(alone)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nNow, for her widowed state is wooed by night
\nThe sable-vested air puts on her stars
\nAnd in her bosom pins for brooch the moon.
\nShe from her diamond chalice soon will pour
\nHer flowing glories on a rose’s hair,
\nIn pity of my love. Sweet crimson rose,
\nAlaciel’s lamp, the beacon of my bliss,
\nO kindle quickly at the moon thy rays.
\nHow happy art thou being near my love!
\nFor thou who hast the perfume of her breath,
\nWhy shouldst thou the spice-lipped Zephyr want?
\nHer dove’s feet whispering in the happy grass
\nAre surely lovelier to thee than the dawn;<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOr wilt thou woo the world-embracing orb,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWho hast the splendour of her eyes to soothe<\/font>
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\nThy slumber into waking? O red rose,<\/font>
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\nMight I but merge in thee, how would her touch<\/font>
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\nThrill all my petals with delicious pain!<\/font>
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\nO could I pawn my beauty for a kiss,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHow happy were I to waste all myself<\/font>
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\nIn shreds of scarlet ruin at her feet!<\/font>
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\nIt is my hour! for see, the cowslip-curled<\/font>
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\nNight-wandering patroness of lovers throws<\/font>
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\nHer lantern’s orange-coloured beams, where sleeps<\/font>
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\nA bright, blown rose. Hail, empress of the stars!<\/font>
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\nBe thou tonight my hymeneal torch.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAlaciel! Echo, hush thy babbling tongue!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n‘Tis not Narcissus calls. I am a thief<\/font>
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\nWho steal from beauty’s garden one sweet bud<\/font>
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\nNor need like visitants thy tinkering bell.<\/font>
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\nAlaciel! O with thy opiate wand<\/font>
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\nThought-killing Mercury, seal every eye<\/font>
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\nPage .\u2013 1080<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nOn whom the drowsy Morpheus has not breathed
\nYet once again the charm. Alaciel!
\nNow at thy window dawn, thou lovelier moon,
\nThan sojourns in the sky! look out on me,
\nAn ivory face thro’ rippling clouds of hair.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nEnter Alaciel above.
\nMarcion and Doris behind.<\/i><\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tA<\/font>LACIEL<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWho calls?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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SCENE II     Before Alaciel’s house. MELANDER (alone) Now, for her widowed state is wooed by night The sable-vested air puts on her stars…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-183","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-07-collected-plays-part-ii-volume-07","wpcat-6-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/183","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=183"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/183\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=183"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=183"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=183"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}