Collected Plays and Stories

CONTENTS

PLAYS

Act One	Act Two	Act Three	Act Four	Act Five
SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV SCENE V SCENE VI SCENE VII	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV SCENE V SCENE VI SCENE VII

Rodogune

Act One	Act Two	Act Three	Act Four	Act Five
SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV SCENE V	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV SCENE V	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV

Perseus the Deliverer

Act One	Act Two	Act Three	Act Four	Act Five
SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III SCENE IV SCENE V	SCENE I SCENE II SCENE III

Eric

Act One

Act Two

Act Three

Act Four

Act Five

Act One

Act Two

Act Three

Act Four

Act Five

Incomplete and Fragmentary Plays

The Witch of Ilni

Act One

Act Two

Act Three

The House of Brut

Act twO

SCENE I

The Maid in the Mill

Act One				Act Two
SCENE I SCENE II SCENE Iii SCENE Iv SCENE v				SCENE I

The Prince of Edur

Act One

Act Two

Act Three

The Prince of Mathura

Act One

SCENE I

The Birth of Sin

Act ONE

Fragment of a Play

Act One

SCENE I

STORIES

Occult Idylls

The Phantom Hour

The Door at Abelard

Incomplete and Fragmentary Stories

Fragment of a Play

Act I

Mathura.

Scene 1

A street in Mathura. Ahuca's house.

Sudaman, Ocroor.

SUDAMAN

What art thou?

OCROOR

One that walks the Night.

SUDAMAN

No Ogre!

Thou art Ocroor by thy voice.

OCROOR

Whatever name

The Lord has given his creature. Thou shouldst be

Sudaman.

SUDAMAN

If I am?

OCROOR

Walk not alone

When the black-bellied Night has swallowed earth

Lest all thou hast done to others should return

Upon thee with a sword in the dumb Night

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And no man know it.

SUDAMAN

Care not; I am shielded.

OCROOR

Not by the gods!

SUDAMAN

No, by a greater god

Than any that have seats near Vishnu's throne.

OCROOR

What god whom even Sudaman worships?

SUDAMAN

Terror

Whose shoe I have enshrined in Mathura

And all men kiss it and their tongues declare

'Tis justice and mild rule while their hearts hate

And quiver.

OCROOR

Thou art the Ogre. Has the blood

Of many nobles not contented thee?

Dost thou not feel enough thy furious greatness yet,

Sudaman?

SUDAMAN

Ocroor, I have a belly to digest

Much more than Mathura.

OCROOR

So Ravan had

Who perished.

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SUDAMAN

What dost thou in this black night

Whose shadows help the lover and the thief,

Two kindred traders? Which of these art thou?

OCROOR

Both, may be.

SUDAMAN

If thou be, then let thy theft

Attain some Yadav's house, that I may laugh

At his dishonour.

OCROOR

Thou hatest much, it seems,

Thy father's nation!

SUDAMAN

Whom I have imprisoned

That I may mock him daily, else were he dead

And with the gods he worships.

OCROOR

Thou shalt end

Evilly yet.

SUDAMAN

If it is so, 'tis so

Because the round of being leads to that,

And not because of gods or virtue.

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