the complete plays-第115节
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in good order？ Is the Little Ease sufficiently
comfortable？ The racks； pincers； and thumbscrews all
ready for work？ Ugh！ you brute！
WILFRED These allusions to my professional duties are in
doubtful taste。 I didn't become a head…jailer because
I like head…jailing。 I didn't become an assistant…
tormentor because I like assistant…tormenting。 We
can't all be sorcerers； you know。 ＇PHOEBE is annoyed＇
Ah！ you brought that upon yourself。
PHOEBE Colonel Fairfax is not a sorcerer。 He's a man of
science and an alchemist。
WILFRED Well； whatever he is； he won't be one for long； for
he's to be beheaded to…day for dealings with the
devil。 His master nearly had him last night； when the
fire broke out in the Beauchamp ＇pronounced Bee'cham＇
Tower。
PHOEBE Oh！ how I wish he had escaped in the confusion！ But
take care； there's still time for a reply to his
petition for mercy。
WILFRED Ah！ I'm content to chance that。 This evening at half…
past seven ah！ ＇Gesture of chopping off a head。＇
PHOEBE You're a cruel monster to speak so unfeelingly of the
death of a young and handsome soldier。
WILFRED Young and handsome！ How do you know he's young and
handsome？
PHOEBE Because I've seen him every day for weeks past taking
his exercise on the Beauchamp ＇pronounced Bee'cham＇
Tower。
WILFRED Curse him！
PHOEBE There； I believe you're jealous of him； now。 Jealous
of a man I've never spoken to！ Jealous of a poor soul
who's to die in an hour！
WILFRED I am！ I'm jealous of everybody and everything。 I'm
jealous of the very words I speak to you because they
reach your ears and I mustn't go near 'em！
PHOEBE How unjust you are！ Jealous of the words you speak to
me！ Why； you know as well as I do that I don't even
like them。
WILFRED You used to like 'em。
PHOEBE I used to pretend I like them。 It was mere politeness
to comparative strangers。
＇Exit PHOEBE； with spinning wheel
WILFRED I don't believe you know what jealousy is！ I don't
believe you know how it eats into a man's heart and
disorders his digestion and turns his interior into
boiling lead。 Oh； you are a heartless jade to trifle
with the delicate organization of the human interior。
No。 1A。 When jealous torments
（OPTIONAL SONG）
Wilfred
WILFRED When jealous torments rack my soul；
My agonies I can't control；
Oh； better sit on red hot coal
Than love a heartless jade。
The red hot coal will hurt no doubt；
But red hot coals in time die out；
But jealousy you can not rout；
Its fires will never fade。
It's much less painful on the whole
To go and sit on red hot coal
'Til you're completely flayed；
Or ask a kindly friend to crack
Your wretched bones upon the rack
Than love a heartless jade；
Than love a heartless jade。
The kerchief on your neck of snow
I look on as a deadly foe；
It goeth where I dare not go
And stops there all day long。
The belt that holds you in its grasp
Is to my peace of mind a rasp；
It claspeth what I can not clasp；
Correct me if I'm wrong。
It's much less painful on the whole
To go and sit on red hot coal
'Til you're completely flayed；
Or ask a kindly friend to crack
Your wretched bones upon the rack
Than love a heartless jade；
Than love a heartless jade。
The bird that breakfasts on your lip；
I would I had him in my grip；
He sippeth where I dare not sip；
I can't get over that。
The cat you fondle soft and sly；
He layeth where I dare not lie。
We're not on terms； that cat and I。
I do not like that cat。
It's much less painful on the whole
To go and sit on red hot coal
'Til you're completely flayed；
Or ask a kindly friend to crack
Your wretched bones upon the rack
Than love a heartless jade；
Than love a heartless jade。
Or ask a kindly friend to crack
Your wretched bones upon the rack
Than love a heartless jade。
＇Exit WILFRED。 Enter people excitedly； followed by YEOMEN
of the Guard with SERGEANT MERYLL at rear。
No。 2。 Tower warders； Under orders
（Double Chorus）
CROWD and YEOMEN； with Solo 2ND YEOMEN
CROWD Tower warders；
Under orders；
Gallant pikemen； valiant sworders！
Brave in bearing；
Foemen scaring；
In their bygone days of daring！
Ne'er a stranger
There to danger
Each was o'er the world a ranger；
To the story
Of our glory
Each a bold； a bold contributory！
YEOMEN In the autumn of our life；
Here at rest in ample clover；
We rejoice in telling over
Our impetuous May and June。
In the evening of our day；
With the sun of life declining；
We recall without repining
All the heat of bygone noon；
We recall without repining
All the heat；
We recall； recall
All of bygone noon。
2ND YEOMAN This the autumn of our life；
This the evening of our day；
Weary we of battle strife；
Weary we of mortal fray。
But our year is not so spent；
And our days are not so faded；
But that we with one consent；
Were our loved land invaded；
Still would face a foreign foe；
As in days of long ago；
Still would face a foreign foe；
As in days of long ago；
As in days of long ago；
As in days of long ago。
YEOMEN Still would face a foreign foe；
As in days of long ago。
CROWD Tower warders；
Under orders；
Gallant pikemen； valiant sworders！
Brave in bearing； Foemen scaring；
In their bygone days of daring！
CROWD YEOMEN
Tower warders； This the autumn of our life
Under orders；
Gallant pikemen；
Valiant sworders
Brave in bearing； This the evening of our day；
Foemen scaring；
In their bygone days of daring！
Ne'er a stranger Weary we of battle strife；
There to danger
Each was o'er the world a ranger：
To the story Weary we of mortal fray。
Of our glory
Each a bold；
A bold contributory。
To the story This the autumn of our life。
Of our glory
Each a bold contributory！ This the evening of our day；
Each a bold contributory！ This the evening of our day。
＇Exit CROWD。 Manent YEOMEN。 Enter DAME CARRUTHERS。
DAME A good day to you！
2ND
YEOMAN Good day； Dame Carruthers。 Busy to…day？
DAME Busy； aye！ the fire in the Beauchamp ＇pronounced
Bee'cham＇ last night has given me work enough。 A dozen
poor prisoners Richard Colfax； Sir Martin Byfleet；
Colonel Fairfax； Warren the preacher…poet； and half…a…
score others all packed into one small cell； not six
feet square。 Poor Colonel Fairfax； who's to die to…
day； is to be removed to n
