{"id":705,"date":"2013-07-13T01:29:50","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:29:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=705"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:29:50","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:29:50","slug":"12-act-four-scene-1-vol-06-collected-plays-part-i-volume-06","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/01-works-of-sri-aurobindo\/01-sabcl\/06-collected-plays-part-i-volume-06\/12-act-four-scene-1-vol-06-collected-plays-part-i-volume-06","title":{"rendered":"-12_Act Four -Scene-1.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n
\n
\n

\n
\nAct Four <\/font><\/p>\n

<\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n
\nSCENE I<\/font><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/div>\n

\nThe countryside, high ground near the city of Cepheus.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\nA crowd of Syrians, men and women, running in terror, among
\nthem Chabrias, Megas, Baltis, Pasithea, Moms, Gardas, Syrax.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\n\tB<\/font>ALTIS
\n\t<\/font>(stopping and sinking down on her knees)<\/i><\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAh, whither can we run where the offended
\nPoseidon shall not reach us.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HABRIAS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nStop, countrymen;<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nLet’s all die here together.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tO<\/font>THERS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nLet’s stop and die.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nRun, run! Poseidon’s monsters howl behind.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>ASITHEA<\/font><\/p>\n

\nO day of horror and of punishment!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tS<\/font>YRAX <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nLet us stay here; it is high ground, perhaps
\nThe monster will not reach us.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nDamoetes enters.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nI have seen the terror near, and yet I live.
\nIt vomits fire for half a league.<\/font> <\/font> <\/p>\n

\n\tS<\/font>YRAX <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nIt is<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage <\/font>
\n\u2013 115<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nAs long as a sea-jutting promontory.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nIt has six monstrous legs.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tS<\/font>YRAX <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nEight, eight; I saw it.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nM<\/font>EGAS <\/font><\/p>\n

\nChabrias, it caught thy strong son by the foot,
\nAnd dashed his head against a stone, that all
\nThe brains were scattered.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HABRIAS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAlas, my son! I will
\nGo back and join you in the monster’s jaws.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHe is stopped by the others.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nIt seized thy daughter, O Pasithea,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd tore her limbs apart, which it devoured<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhile yet the trunk lay screaming under its foot.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>ASITHEA<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOh God!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nShe swoons.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tA<\/font>LL
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nLift her up, lift her up. Alas!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThese sorrows may be ours.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tB<\/font>ALTIS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAh! Heaven, my son!
\nI did not wake him when this news of horror
\nPlucked me from sleep.<\/font> <\/font> <\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 116<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tG<\/font>ARDAS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nMy wife and little daughter
\nAre in my cottage where perhaps the monster
\nVomits his fiery breath against the door.
\nI will go back.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ORUS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nLet us go back, Damoetes.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>A<\/font>MOETES<\/font>
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nI’ll not go back for twenty thousand wives
\nAnd children. Life is sweet.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ANY<\/font>
\n\t<\/font><\/b>V<\/font>OICES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nLet us not go.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThey stop Gardas.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhat noise is that?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tB<\/font>ALTIS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nRun, run, ’tis some new horror.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAll are beginning to run. Therops enters.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhere will you run ? Poseidon’s wrath is near you
\nAnd over you and behind you and before you.
\nHis monsters from the ooze ravage howling
\nAlong our shores, and the indignant sea
\nSwelled to unnatural tumultuous mountains
\nIs climbing up the cliffs with spume and turmoil.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nO let us run a hundred leagues and live.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBefore you is another death. Last night<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 117<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nThe Assyrians at three points came breaking in
\nAcross the border and the frontier forces
\nAre slain. They torture, burn and violate:<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nYoung girls and matrons, men" and boys are butchered.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nSalvation is not in your front and flight<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nCasts you from angry gods to men more ruthless.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nI wonder not that you are silent, stunned<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWith fear: but will you listen, countrymen,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd I will show you a cure for these fierce evils.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tV<\/font>OICES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOh tell us, tell us, you shall be our king.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWe’ll set thy image by the great Poseidon’s
\nAnd worship it.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWhat is the unexampled cause of wrath<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhich whelms you with these horrors ? Is’t not the bold<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPresumptuous line of Cepheus ? Is’t not your kings<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhose pride, swollen by your love and homage, Syrians,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nInsults the gods, rescues Poseidon’s victims<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd with a sacrilegious levity<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nExposes all your lives to death and woe ?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThere is the fount of all your misery, Syrians,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nFor this the horror eats you up, \u2014 your kings.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAway with them! throw them into the sea \u2014 let Poseidon
\nswallow them!<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nBut most I blame the fell Chaldean woman
\nWho rules you. What is this Cepheus but a puppet
\nDressed up in royal seemings, pushed forth and danced
\nAt her caprice? Unhappy is the land<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 118<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nThat women rule, that country more unhappy<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThat is to heartless foreigners a prey.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBut thou, O ill-starred Syria, two worst evils<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHast harboured in a single wickedness-.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhat cares the light Chaldean for your gods,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nYour lives, your sons, yow<\/i> daughters ? She lives at ease<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nUpon the revenues of your hard toil,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nDepending on favourites, yes, on paramours, \u2014<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nFor why have women favourites but to ease<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nTheir sensual longings ? \u2014 and insults your deities.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nDo you not think she rescued the Chaldeans<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBecause they were her countrymen, and used<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nHer daughter, young Andromeda, for tool<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThat her fair childish beauty might disarm<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWrath and suspicion? then, the crime unearthed,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBraved all and set her fierce Chaldeans’ swords<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAgainst the good priest Polydaon’s heart, \u2014<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nYou did not hear that? \u2014 the good Polydaon<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWho serves Poseidon with such zeal! Therefore<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe god is angry: your wives, sisters, daughters,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nMust suffer for Chaldean Cassiopea.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nLet us seize her and kill, kill, kill, kill her!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nBum her!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ORUS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nRoast her!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nTear her into a million fragments.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HABRIAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBut are they not our kings? <\/b> We must obey them.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 119<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWherefore must we obey them? Kings are men,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd they are set above their fellow-mortals<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nTo serve us, friends, \u2014 not, surely, for our hurt!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhy should our sons and daughters bleed for them,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nSyrians ? Is not our blood as dear, as precious,<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nAs human? Why should these kings, these men, go clad<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nIn purple and in velvet while you toil<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nFor little and are hungry and are naked.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nTrue, true, true!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tG<\/font>ARDAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nThis is a wonderful man, this Therops. <\/b> He has a brain, countrymen.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nA brain! He is no cleverer than you or I, Morus.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ORUS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nI should think not, Damoetes!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWe knew these things long ago and did not need wind-bag
\nTherops to tell us!<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ORUS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWe have talked them over often, Damoetes.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWe’ll have no more kings, countrymen.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nNo kings, no kings!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 120<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tG<\/font>ARDAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nOr Therops shall be king.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nYes, Therops king! Therops king!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nGood king Lungs! Oh, let us make him king, Morus, \u2014 he will
\nnot pass wind in the market-place so often.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nPoseidon is our king; we are his people.
\nGods we must worship; why should we worship men
\nAnd set a heavenly crown on mortal weakness ?
\nThey have offended against great Poseidon,
\nThey are guilty of a fearful sacrilege.
\nLet them perish.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nKill them! let us appease Poseidon.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HABRIAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWorship Heaven’s power, but bow before the king.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWhat need have we of kings ? What are these kings ?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HABRIAS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nThey are the seed of gods.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nThen, let them settle
\nThemselves their quarrel with their Olympian kindred.
\nWhy should we suffer ? Let Andromeda
\nBe exposed and Iolaus sacrificed;<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThen shall Poseidon’s wrath retire again
\nInto the continent of his vast billows.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 121<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tC<\/font>HABRIAS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nIf it must be so, let it come by award
\nOf quiet justice.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nJustice! They are the judges
\nWho did the crime. Wherefore dost thou defend them?
\nThou favourest then Poseidon’s enemies?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nKill him too, kill Chabrias. Poseidon, great Poseidon! we are
\nPoseidon’s people.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nLet him join his son and by the same road.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>ORUS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBeat his brains out \u2014 to see if he has any. Ho! ho! ho!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tT<\/font>HEROPS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nLet him alone: he is a fool. Here comes
\nOur zealous good kind priest, our Polydaon.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPolydaon enters.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPolydaon! Polydaon! the good Polydaon! Save us, Polydaon!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>OLYDAON <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nAh, do you call me now to save you? Last night
\nYou did not save me when the foreign swords
\nWere near my heart.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nForgive us and protect.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nYou, lead us to the palace, be our chief.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 122<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tM<\/font>ORUS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWe’ll have no kings: lead, you: on to the palace!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nPoseidon shall be king, thou his vicegerent.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tG<\/font>ARDAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nTherops at thy right hand!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nYes, Therops! Therops!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tPOLYDAON <\/font><\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nOh, you are sane now, being let blood by scourgings!
\nUnhurt had been much better. But Poseidon
\nPardons and I will save.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPolydaon for ever, the good Polydaon, Poseidon’s Viceroy!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>OLYDAON<\/font><\/p>\n

\nSwear then to do Poseidon’s will.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWe swear!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nCommand and watch the effect!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>OLYDAON <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nWill not the tongue
\nOf Cassiopea once more change you, people?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nWe’ll cut it out and feed her dogs with it.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 123<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n\tPOLYDAON <\/font><\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nShall Iolaus bleed? Andromeda
\nBe trailed through the city and upon the rocks,
\nAs the god wills, flung naked to’ his monsters ?
\nCepheus and Cassiopea die ?<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nThey shall!<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tM<\/font>EGAS<\/font><\/p>\n

\nNot one of them shall live.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>OLYDAON
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nThen come, my children.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nBut the beast? Will it not tear us on the road?<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>OLYDAON <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nIt will not hurt you who do Poseidon’s will.
\nI am your safeguard; I will march in front.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>RIES
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nTo the palace, to the palace! We’ll kill the Chaldeans, strangle
\nCepheus, tear the Queen to pieces.<\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>OLYDAON <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nIn order, in good order, my sweet children.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThe mob surges out following Polydaon
\nand Therops: only Damoetes, Chabrias, Baltis
\nand Pasithea are left.<\/i><\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES<\/font><\/p>\n

\nCome, Chabrias, we’ll have sport.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tC<\/font>HABRIAS
\n\t<\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nMy dead son calls me.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 124<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nHe goes out in another direction.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tB<\/font>ALTIS <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nPasithea, rise and come: you’ll see her killed
\nWho is the murderess of your daughter.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tP<\/font>ASITHEA <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

\nLet me<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nStay here and die.<\/font><\/p>\n

\n\tD<\/font>AMOETES <\/font>\n<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\nLift her up. Come, fool.<\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThey go out, leading Pasithea.<\/i><\/font>
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

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