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| THE NEW PYGMALTON, OR THE STATUE'
CHOICE
LYRIC DRAMA
From Longman's Magazine.
| 'L'Image que fist Pygnalion,
Qui not parril premiere ne seconde.'
PERSONS In THE PLAY.
Pygmalion, o Sculptor of Cyprus. .Aphrodite
| oculptOI's Ghost. Statue (afterward aateal
| SCENE.-Pygmaiions Studio. .chryselepnautin'
statue of a woman on pedestal. fygmdhoI
| discovered heapmg incense on an altar at th'
foot of the pedestal. Ii costume Is sumptuous
and his attitude graceful
Pygmaiion !waysl,-O Aphrodite, kind and fair,
That " hat thou wilt caust give,
| Oh. listen % a sculptOrs prayer,
And Did mine Image i've!
| For me the ivory and god
| That clothe her cedar frame
Are beautiful l. d ell, Dul cold;
| All. touch them with Thy IL incl
| Oh, bld her move those lips of rose.
Blu float that golden nalr,
Ana let her choose Me, as L chose,
This faiIect of the iairl
And then altar In thV court
I'll O1er, deckcd with gold;
Ana theie tDy wants snail resort
Thy oovrs be bong aid sOld!
HE throws Incense On tue flame of the altar
Ext Pyypsaton.
Soalptors Ghost rises, a sord,d figure stained with
clay. He peers cautiously around, shuts the
trap-dOOr. and kneels at the altar.
Sculptors Ghost (prays.-O Aphrodi hear him not.
But turn his wOros o Wind,
And bid tlis nags without spot
My W rk, to ne be KIND.
o pOddessl lady of ali lands,
Let tnis far mai be mine,
For mine The though ANA mine the hands.
That wrougn1 the Work divlLe.
Throws incense the flame and dis
appears Uy Trap door.
The incense SIN ke ihlckeDs riRss into a column,
and taxes the form of ApHrod'tc floating Among
her doves
Aphroaite to the Siatael.-O maiden, in mine image
o grace that shouldst endure!
NnIic temples fall, and empires fade,
ImmacuIa; ure:
Excuange thus endless life of art
For beauty that mus di
And bio som WI Oeaung heart
Into mOruaH y!
Change, golu, n tresses OF her hair.
10 gold that iurus 10 gray;
Change, sIl mt lips, forever iair.
To lips that have lhelr Il VI
Oh. p rfrct arm grow soft with life.
Wax wsrln eio 60 We W n:
Wake, wOnans nrari, trom peace to strlio,
To iOve, % JOY, TO DaInl
THE Statue movrs and lifts her arms
in the attitude OF adOrauoh
Statue.-What world is this know not of.
what nut ers III NV urraN ]
Apkrodite Tbs thy frs hour of Ig { and love,
Thy last Of dteainless rest
Descend, aud leave thy marble shrine;
Lol TINS one Thy blrfh
And wedding rings; no more divine
sbalt thou InhaUt rarthi
And thou sha love t6e Inau who wrought
Thine I'M &c in such wise
That nol. beI usw- Jrn life. nor thought
Add beau y 70 thine ey 8.
1.-THE Goddess fades into be altar smoke.
Enter Pvgmalion He throws himself at the feet of
the Statue. who advances to embrace HIM.
Statue.-Ah, who then mad me,-vas it thouf
And who made thee. so lalrf
PygTnalion (,cith presence Of Hind-I wrought thee,
mai len. even now,
From dreams. and clouds. and aIrI
And thou that weri nv a.ue, arc
Ny bri o wnie lie en- iurel
Statue-A woman WI chid-hae noart,
Ana passionately lureP
Ghost-Believe him not-b-lieve MIN not,
Celestial apparIiion;
Imade tlre-I; he only got
Uonfound him y The nm ssioni
Pygmalion.-Nay, IieL men. tyr n s. ladies fair,
Have me working daily ON
Thine in &c; ana IN court wi swear
The soup or was-Pygnahonl
Gh0st-I did ihc sAetcb that SEQ Ted wretch
Me OF NY own would b;
Concealed LUX. and do the work,
When he's secured the job.
Pygmalion-Aigh priests have va ched momedei-
Imprcvinq chins and nosesl
BegoDe, lou Jull, opprobiiou thing,
Thou serpent mid tnc r0s 81
GhOst-Err he can toll he needs squeeze"
skull upon stick
While udepend' quite OF these
always 40 the Tuck!
Statue.-Mys Il will ch o,c cOuldst thou design
And 6Dish furive one,
Ano h T sha &C as fair as mine,
To lJo6 upon the su
Ghost.-Why. give time. aud gave me clay,
Aud lvOrv. ana gOli,
And girls ke tner, In bright array.
All Cypress shall beholu.
Sutherland hoa Pyg1ndlion, cou,ds thou frame
My siape from god nd wOOdf
Pggmalion.-l III uOi. all, trlnscemdcnt dame,
And wOull no ii | couldl
Statue.-1hcn hne AIN /! hat eDvous Ghost
Could fashion, 80 says 40,
troop Of CIR $. d De. Iect DOst
That might compete with mel
But thou. my sculptor. thOL, mine own,
Hast no Gil cursed art
And will be tiny blide alone,
All thine this eager neartl
THEY embrace.
Exit Ghost swearing in Greek, Etuscan and
Hittite.
Curtain. A. LANG.
INDIAN JUGGLERY.