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the complete poetical works-第228章

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Say; will you smoke?  There's choice tobacco here。



BUTTER。

No; thank you。 It's against the law to smoke。



KEMPTHORN。

Then; will you drink?  There's good ale at this inn。



BUTTER。

No; thank you。  It's against the law to drink。



KEMPTHORN。

Well; almost everything's against the law

In this good town。  Give a wide berth to one thing;

You're sure to fetch up soon on something else。



BUTTER。

And so you sail to…day for dear Old England。

I am not one of those who think a sup

Of this New England air is better worth

Than a whole draught of our Old England's ale。



KEMPTHORN。

Nor I。  Give me the ale and keep the air。

But; as I said; I do not sail to…day。



BUTTER。

Ah yes; you sail today。



KEMPTHORN。

                    I'm under bonds

To take some Quakers back to the Barbadoes;

And one of them is banished; and another

Is sentenced to be hanged。



BUTTER。

                  No; all are pardoned;

All are set free by order of the Court;

But some of them would fain return to England。

You must not take them。  Upon that condition

Your bond is cancelled。



KEMPTHORN。

             Ah; the wind has shifted!

I pray you; do you speak officially?



BUTTER。

I always speak officially。  To prove it;

Here is the bond。



Rising and giving a paper。



KEMPTHORN。

          And here's my hand upon it;

And look you; when I say I'll do a thing

The thing is done。  Am I now free to go?



BUTTER。

What say?



KEMPTHORN。

     I say; confound the tedious man

With his strange speaking…trumpet!  Can I go?



BUTTER。

You're free to go; by order of the Court。

Your servant; sir。

                             'Exit。



KEMPTHORN (shouting from the window)。

              Swallow; ahoy!  Hallo!

If ever a man was happy to leave Boston;

That man is Simon Kempthorn of the Swallow!



Re…enter BUTTER。



BUTTER。

Pray; did you call?



KEMPTHORN。

      Call!  Yes; I hailed the Swallow。



BUTTER。

That's not my name。  My name is Edward Butter。

You need not speak so loud。



KEMPTHORN (shaking hands)。

                  Good…by!  Good…by!



BUTTER。

Your servant; sir。



KEMPTHORN。

        And yours a thousand times!

                           'Exeunt。





SCENE III。  GOVERNOR ENDICOTT'S private room。  An open window。 



ENDICOTT seated in an arm…chair。  BELLINGHAM standing near。



ENDICOTT。

O lost; O loved! wilt thou return no more?

O loved and lost; and loved the more when lost!

How many men are dragged into their graves

By their rebellious children!  I now feel

The agony of a father's breaking heart

In David's cry; 〃O Absalom; my son!〃



BELLINGHAM。

Can you not turn your thoughts a little while

To public matters?  There are papers here

That need attention。



ENDICOTT。

                 Trouble me no more!

My business now is with another world;

Ah; Richard Bellingham!  I greatly fear

That in my righteous zeal I have been led

To doing many things which; left undone;

My mind would now be easier。  Did I dream it;

Or has some person told me; that John Norton

Is dead?



BELLINGHAM。

  You have not dreamed it。  He is dead;

And gone to his reward。  It was no dream。



ENDICOTT。

Then it was very sudden; for I saw him

Standing where you now stand; not long ago。



BELLINGHAM。

By his own fireside; in the afternoon;

A faintness and a giddiness came o'er him;

And; leaning on the chimney…piece; he cried;  

〃The hand of God is on me!〃 and fell dead。



ENDICOTT。

And did not some one say; or have I dreamed it;

That Humphrey Atherton is dead?



BELLINGHAM。

                               Alas!

He too is gone; and by a death as sudden。

Returning home one evening; at the place

Where usually the Quakers have been scourged;

His horse took fright; and threw him to the ground;

So that his brains were dashed about the street。



ENDICOTT。

I am not superstitions; Bellingham;

And yet I tremble lest it may have been

A judgment on him。



BELLINGHAM。

                 So the people think。

They say his horse saw standing in the way

The ghost of William Leddra; and was frightened。

And furthermore; brave Richard Davenport;

The captain of the Castle; in the storm

Has been struck dead by lightning。



ENDICOTT。

                       Speak no more。

For as I listen to your voice it seems

As if the Seven Thunders uttered their voices;

And the dead bodies lay about the streets

Of the disconsolate city!  Bellingham;

I did not put those wretched men to death。

I did but guard the passage with the sword

Pointed towards them; and they rushed upon it!

Yet now I would that I had taken no part

In all that bloody work。



BELLINGHAM。

                         The guilt of it

Be on their heads; not ours。



ENDICOTT。

                       Are all set free?



BELLINGHAM。

All are at large。



ENDICOTT。

        And none have been sent back

To England to malign us with the King?



BELLINGHAM。

The ship that brought them sails this very hour;

But carries no one back。



A distant cannon。



ENDICOTT。

                     What is that gun?



BELLINGHAM。

Her parting signal。  Through the window there;

Look; you can see her sails; above the roofs;

Dropping below the Castle; outward bound。



ENDICOTT。

O white; white; white!  Would that my soul had wings

As spotless as those shining sails to fly with!

Now lay this cushion straight。  I thank you。  Hark!

I thought I heard the hall door open and shut!

I thought I beard the footsteps of my boy!



BELLINGHAM。

It was the wind。  There's no one in the passage。



ENDICOTT。

O Absalom; my son!  I feel the world

Sinking beneath me; sinking; sinking; sinking!

Death knocks!  I go to meet him!  Welcome; Death!



Rises; and sinks back dead; his head failing aside upon his 

shoulder。



BELLINGHAM。

O ghastly sight!  Like one who has been hanged!

Endicott!  Endicott!  He makes no answer!



Raises Endicott's head。



He breathes no more!  How bright this signet…ring

Glitters upon his hand; where he has worn it

Through such long years of trouble; as if Death

Had given him this memento of affection;

And whispered in his ear; 〃Remember me!〃

How placid and how quiet is his face;

Now that the struggle and the strife are ended

Only the acrid spirit of the times

Corroded this true steel。  Oh; rest in peace;

Courageous heart!  Forever rest in peace!







GILES COREY OF THE SALEM FARMS



DRAMATIS PERSONAE。



GILES COREY             Farmer。

JOHN HATHORNE           Magistrate。

COTTON MATHER           Minister of the Gospel。

JONATHAN WALCOT         A youth。

RICHARD GARDNER         Sea…Captain。

JOHN GLOYD              Corey's hired man。

MARTHA                  Wife of Giles Corey。

TITUBA                  An Indian woman。

MARY WALCOT             One of th
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