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The Nymph no longer shall be shy, But leave the jilting Road; And Daphne now no more shall fly The wounded panting God; But all shall be serene and fair, No sad Complaints of Love Shall fill the gentle whispering Air, No echoing Sighs the Grove. Beneath the Shades young Strephon lies, Of all his Wish possess'd; Gazing on Sylvia's charming Eyes, Whose Soul is there confessed.
The Newly Born here would have played with them; and you would all have laughed and played with them too until you had torn them to pieces; and then you would have laughed more than ever. THE NEWLY BORN. Of course we should. Isnt that funny? THE HE-ANCIENT. When a thing is funny, search it for a hidden truth. STREPHON. Yes; and take all the fun out of it.
He lived to the beginning of Queen Anne's reign, and died at an age near 90; his wit and humour continuing to the last. A Pastoral Dialogue between THIRSIS and STREPHON. Was the son of an independent minister, in that part of North America, which is called Nova Scotia.
Growth is too rapid at my age: I am maturing from week to week. STREPHON. You are maturing, as you call it I call it ageing from minute to minute. You are going much further than you did when we began this conversation. THE MAIDEN. It is not the ageing that is so rapid. It is the realization of it when it has actually happened.
The carter laughed. "Aye, where kings are concerned. But you do him injustice. Frederick is as mild as Strephon." He gained his feet. He was young, pleasant of face, but a thorough soldier. "You are Lieutenant von Radenstein!" cried the ambassador. "I recognize you now." "Thanks, your Excellency!" "You are in the royal household, the regent's invisible arm. I have heard a good deal about you.
Should the day befall a year hence ten years hence we were ready to wait. Day after day we discussed our little plans, with Hetty for our confidante. On our drives we spied out pretty cottages that we thought might suit young people of small means; we devised all sorts of delightful schemes and childish economies. We were Strephon and Chloe to be sure. A cot and a brown loaf should content us!
But this is only the physical and pecuniary loss. The moral loss is infinitely greater. Where are now the "happy humble swains" and the "gentle shepherds" of the old English poets? At the present time, they are nowhere to be found. The modern Strephon and Phyllis are a very humble pair, living in a clay-floored cottage, and maintaining a family on from twelve to fifteen shillings a week.
The Ancients release the Automata. Life is too heavy a burden. I am glad. I am afraid to live. THE NEWLY BORN. I think it would be nice to give the poor things a little music. ARJILLAX. Why? THE NEWLY BORN. I don't know. But it would. The Musicians play. The music stops. There is dead silence for a moment. THE NEWLY BORN. That was funny. STREPHON. It was. Even the Ancients are smiling.
I will have the leg of beef and the partridge. EXIT Cook. And now I will sing another song. SONG I am going to have my dinner, After which I shan't be thinner, I wish I had here Strephon For he would carve the partridge if it should be a tough one. EXIT Chloe and Chorus. Enter Strephon and Postilion. How much is your due? But I will pawn to you an undirected Letter that I received from Chloe.
Now that I have made up my mind to the fact that I have left childhood behind me, it comes home to me in leaps and bounds with every word you say. STREPHON. But your vow. Have you forgotten that? We all swore together in that temple: the temple of love. You were more earnest than any of us. Never to become as the ancients! Never to let the sacred lamp be extinguished! Never to change or forget!
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