Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 4Bridges, Robert
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Poetical Works of Robert Bridges, Volume 4
Bridges, Robert
English drama; English poetry
_Eur._ Why this is nought to me.
All cannot give; but we and such beside,
Whose title we acknowledge, may present
Our gifts in person: let the rest lay theirs 1330
Here on the table: nor will we admit
More than are present now within the hall:
All others with the henchmen may remain,
Where they sit feasting, in the outer court.
_Ant._ So be it, I say.
_Eur._ ’Twas on her own demand
We brought our gifts to-day: shall we not give them?
_Ant._ ’Tis fit there be reception. Here we wait
Since noon, and still she comes not. Will she come?
_Tel._ I am here, my lords, to tell you she will come.
Prepare to see her.
_Eur._ My place is first: ye two 1340
Will follow. For the rest, is’t left to me
To fix the order?
_Amph._ I would urge to abide
By what the prince desires.
_Tel._ Nay, nay, my lords.
I waive all word: the matter rests with you.
I say but this: since ’tis not possible
That each in person should present his gift,
My mother’s will is that ye lay them here
Upon the table. Yet if one or two
Command distinction, there is nought so far
Forbids exception.
_Eur._ Lords, then sit we down; 1350
Thence may we pass the word to whom we will.
And say that while we wait our lady’s coming,
Good Phemius sing. Prince, wilt thou sit by me?
_Tel._ Nay, I will take my seat where I was wont.
[_They sit down._
_Eur._ Serve us some wine.
_Tel._ Phemius, I’d have thy song
Tell of my father.
_Music._ (_All are seated._)
_Enter Eumæus with Ulysses disguised._
_EUMÆUS._
This way, old man, now art thou in the hall
Of good Ulysses.
_Eur._ Stay, stay, who come here
Breaking the music.
_Ant._ ’Tis the wretched swineherd.
_Eur._ Prince, bid him hence!
_Ant._ What ruffian brings he with him? 1360
_Amph._ Who is this ancient patch?
_Ant._ O miserable
Tatterdemalion!
_CTESIPPUS._
What a scurvy beggar!
_Eur._ Eumæus, I bid thee take thy plague away!
_A suitor._ Nor want we thee to-day, old swine-driver.
_Another._ When the meat fails, we’ll send.
_Ctes._ Rascally knave.
_Another._ Go fat thy pigs!
_Ctes._ The hog-tub stands without:
If thy old man be hungry, take him there.
_Another._ Ctesippus, force them forth.
_Ctes._ Begone, I say:
Or I will drive you quicker than ye came.
_Eur._ Eumæus, hear me: take thy man away. 1370
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