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Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 2 Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 2

Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 2
ACT II(_Scene; a splendid apartment in the Palace of Midas._) (_Enter Midas) (with a golden rose in his hand)._Mid. Gold! glorious gold! I am made up of gold! I pluck a rose, a silly, fading rose, Its soft, pink petals change to yellow gold; Its stem, its leaves are gold--and what before Was fit for a poor peasant's festal dress May now adorn a Queen. I lift a stone, A heavy, useless mass, a slave would spurn, What is more valueless? 'Tis solid gold! A king might war on me to win the same. And as I pass my hand thus... Plays - Post by : add2it - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 862

Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 1 Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 1

Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 1
ACT I(_Scene; a rural spot; on one side, a bare Hill, on the other an Ilex wood; a stream with reeds on its banks._)(_The Curtain rises and discovers Tmolus seated on a throne of turf, on his right hand Apollo with his lyre, attended by the Muses; on the left, Pan, fauns, &c._) (_Enter Midas and Zopyrion._)Midas. The Hours have oped the palace of the dawn And through the Eastern gates of Heaven, Aurora Comes charioted on light, her wind-swift steeds, Winged with roseate clouds, strain up the steep. She loosely holds the reins, her golden hair, Its strings outspread by... Plays - Post by : Dusty13 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 3383

Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Dramatis Personae Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Dramatis Personae

Proserpine And Midas - Midas: A Drama In 2 Acts - Dramatis Personae
ImmortalsAPOLLO.BACCHUS.PAN.SILENUS.TMOLUS, God of a Hill.FAUNS, &c._MortalsMIDAS, King of Phrygia.ZOPYRION, his Prime-Minister.ASPHALION, LACON, Courtiers.COURTIERS, Attendants, Priests, &c.(_Scene, Phrygia._)... Plays - Post by : simkl - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 1481

Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 2 Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 2

Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 2
ACT II(_Scene.The Plain of Enna as before.Enter Ino & Eunoe._)Eun. How weary am I! and the hot sun flushes My cheeks that else were white with fear and grief(.) E'er since that fatal day, dear sister nymph, On which we lost our lovely Proserpine, I have but wept and watched the livelong night And all the day have wandered through the woods(.)Ino. How all is changed since that unhappy eve! Ceres forever weeps, seeking her child, And in her rage has struck the land with blight; Trinacria mourns with her;--its fertile fields Are dry and barren, and all little brooks Struggling... Plays - Post by : runtonk - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 1994

Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 1 Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 1

Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Act 1
ACT I(_Scene; a beautiful plain, shadowed on one side by anoverhanging rock, on the other a chesnut wood. Etnaat a distance._)(_Enter Ceres, Proserpine, Ino and Eunoe._)Pros. Dear Mother, leave me not! I love to rest Under the shadow of that hanging cave And listen to your tales. Your Proserpine Entreats you stay; sit on this shady bank, And as I twine a wreathe tell once again The combat of the Titans and the Gods; Or how the Python fell beneath the dart Of dread Apollo; or of Daphne's change,-- That coyest Grecian maid, whose pointed leaves Now shade her lover's brow.... Plays - Post by : runtonk - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 1175

Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Dramatis Personae Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Dramatis Personae

Proserpine And Midas - Proserpine: A Drama In 2 Acts - Dramatis Personae
CERES.PROSERPINE.INO, EUNOE. Nymphs attendant upon Proserpine.IRIS.ARETHUSA, Naiad of a Spring.Shades from Hell, among which Ascalaphus.Scene; the plain of Enna, in Sicily.... Plays - Post by : JuvioSuccess - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 1911

Proserpine And Midas - Prefatory Note Proserpine And Midas - Prefatory Note

Proserpine And Midas - Prefatory Note
The editor came across the unpublished texts included in this volume as early as 1905. Perhaps he ought to apologize for delaying their appearance in print. The fact is he has long been afraid of overrating their intrinsic value. But as the great Shelley centenary year has come, perhaps this little monument of his wife's collaboration may take its modest place among the tributes which will be paid to his memory. For Mary Shelley's mythological dramas can at least claim to be the proper setting for some of the most beautiful lyrics of the poet, which so far have been read... Plays - Post by : add2it - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 2476

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 10 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 10

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 10
VOLUME III CHAPTER XI AWOKE in the morning, just as the higher windows of the lofty houses received the first beams of the rising sun. The birds were chirping, perched on the windows sills and deserted thresholds of the doors. I awoke, and my first thought was, Adrian and Clara are dead. I no longer shall be hailed by their good-morrow--or pass the long day in their society. I shall never see them more. The ocean has robbed me of them--stolen their hearts of love from their breasts, and given over to corruption what was dearer to me than light, or... Long Stories - Post by : Joe_Coon - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 2808

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 9 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 9

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 9
VOLUME III CHAPTER IXNOW--soft awhile--have I arrived so near the end? Yes! it is all over now--a step or two over those new made graves, and the wearisome way is done. Can I accomplish my task? Can I streak my paper with words capacious of the grand conclusion? Arise, black Melancholy! quit thy Cimmerian solitude! Bring with thee murky fogs from hell, which may drink up the day; bring blight and pestiferous exhalations, which, entering the hollow caverns and breathing places of earth, may fill her stony veins with corruption, so that not only herbage may no longer flourish, the trees... Long Stories - Post by : cclittle - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 2926

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 8 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 8

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 8
VOLUME III CHAPTER VIIIWE had now reached Switzerland, so long the final mark and aim of our exertions. We had looked, I know not wherefore, with hope and pleasing expectation on her congregation of hills and snowy crags, and opened our bosoms with renewed spirits to the icy Biz, which even at Midsummer used to come from the northern glacier laden with cold. Yet how could we nourish expectation of relief? Like our native England, and the vast extent of fertile France, this mountain-embowered land was desolate of its inhabitants. Nor bleak mountain-top, nor snow-nourished rivulet; not the ice-laden Biz, nor... Long Stories - Post by : ow24160 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 1600

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 7 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 7

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 7
VOLUME III CHAPTER VIITHESE events occupied so much time, that June had numbered more than half its days, before we again commenced our long-protracted journey. The day after my return to Versailles, six men, from among those I had left at Villeneuve-la-Guiard, arrived, with intelligence, that the rest of the troop had already proceeded towards Switzerland. We went forward in the same track.It is strange, after an interval of time, to look back on a period, which, though short in itself, appeared, when in actual progress, to be drawn out interminably. By the end of July we entered Dijon; by the... Long Stories - Post by : runtonk - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 3711

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 6 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 6

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 6
VOLUME III CHAPTER VIEVENTFUL winter passed; winter, the respite of our ills. By degrees the sun, which with slant beams had before yielded the more extended reign to night, lengthened his diurnal journey, and mounted his highest throne, at once the fosterer of earth's new beauty, and her lover. We who, like flies that congregate upon a dry rock at the ebbing of the tide, had played wantonly with time, allowing our passions, our hopes, and our mad desires to rule us, now heard the approaching roar of the ocean of destruction, and would have fled to some sheltered crevice, before... Long Stories - Post by : JuvioSuccess - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 1070

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 5 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 5

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 5
VOLUME III CHAPTER VAFTER the repose of a few days, we held a council, to decide on our future movements. Our first plan had been to quit our wintry native latitude, and seek for our diminished numbers the luxuries and delights of a southern climate. We had not fixed on any precise spot as the termination of our wanderings; but a vague picture of perpetual spring, fragrant groves, and sparkling streams, floated in our imagination to entice us on. A variety of causes had detained us in England, and we had now arrived at the middle of February; if we pursued... Long Stories - Post by : ben.g - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 1806

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 4 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 4

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 4
VOLUME III CHAPTER IVOUR escort had been directed to prepare our abode for the night at the inn, opposite the ascent to the Castle. We could not again visit the halls and familiar chambers of our home, on a mere visit. We had already left for ever the glades of Windsor, and all of coppice, flowery hedgerow, and murmuring stream, which gave shape and intensity to the love of our country, and the almost superstitious attachment with which we regarded native England. It had been our intention to have called at Lucy's dwelling in Datchet, and to have re-assured her with... Long Stories - Post by : add2it - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 808

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 3 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 3

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 3
VOLUME III CHAPTER IIIIDRIS stirred and awoke; alas! she awoke to misery. She saw the signs of disease on my countenance, and wondered how she could permit the long night to pass without her having sought, not cure, that was impossible, but alleviation to my sufferings. She called Adrian; my couch was quickly surrounded by friends and assistants, and such medicines as were judged fitting were administered. It was the peculiar and dreadful distinction of our visitation, that none who had been attacked by the pestilence had recovered. The first symptom of the disease was the death-warrant, which in no single... Long Stories - Post by : Dusty13 - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 2716

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 2 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 2

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 2
VOLUME III CHAPTER IIIN the autumn of this year 2096, the spirit of emigration crept in among the few survivors, who, congregating from various parts of England, met in London. This spirit existed as a breath, a wish, a far off thought, until communicated to Adrian, who imbibed it with ardour, and instantly engaged himself in plans for its execution. The fear of immediate death vanished with the heats of September. Another winter was before us, and we might elect our mode of passing it to the best advantage. Perhaps in rational philosophy none could be better chosen than this scheme... Long Stories - Post by : Ndoki - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 2309

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 1 The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 1

The Last Man - Volume 3 - Chapter 1
VOLUME III CHAPTER IHEAR YOU not the rushing sound of the coming tempest? Do you not behold the clouds open, and destruction lurid and dire pour down on the blasted earth? See you not the thunderbolt fall, and are deafened by the shout of heaven that follows its descent? Feel you not the earth quake and open with agonizing groans, while the air is pregnant with shrieks and wailings,-- all announcing the last days of man? No! none of these things accompanied our fall! The balmy air of spring, breathed from nature's ambrosial home, invested the lovely earth, which wakened as... Long Stories - Post by : cclittle - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 3351

The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 9 The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 9

The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 9
VOLUME II CHAPTER IXHALF England was desolate, when October came, and the equinoctial winds swept over the earth, chilling the ardours of the unhealthy season. The summer, which was uncommonly hot, had been protracted into the beginning of this month, when on the eighteenth a sudden change was brought about from summer temperature to winter frost. Pestilence then made a pause in her death-dealing career. Gasping, not daring to name our hopes, yet full even to the brim with intense expectation, we stood, as a ship-wrecked sailor stands on a barren rock islanded by the ocean, watching a distant vessel, fancying... Long Stories - Post by : mrtwist - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 2112

The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 8 The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 8

The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 8
VOLUME II CHAPTER VIIIAFTER a long interval, I am again impelled by the restless spirit within me to continue my narration; but I must alter the mode which I have hitherto adopted. The details contained in the foregoing pages, apparently trivial, yet each slightest one weighing like lead in the depressed scale of human afflictions; this tedious dwelling on the sorrows of others, while my own were only in apprehension; this slowly laying bare of my soul's wounds: this journal of death; this long drawn and tortuous path, leading to the ocean of countless tears, awakens me again to keen grief.... Long Stories - Post by : mrtwist - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 733

The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 7 The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 7

The Last Man - Volume 2 - Chapter 7
VOLUME II CHAPTER VIII DID proceed to Windsor, but not with the intention of remaining there. I went but to obtain the consent of Idris, and then to return and take my station beside my unequalled friend; to share his labours, and save him, if so it must be, at the expence of my life. Yet I dreaded to witness the anguish which my resolve might excite in Idris. I had vowed to my own heart never to shadow her countenance even with transient grief, and should I prove recreant at the hour of greatest need? I had begun my journey... Long Stories - Post by : ben.g - Date : May 2012 - Author : Mary Shelley - Read : 1563