The Piper eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 75 pages of information about The Piper.

The Piper eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 75 pages of information about The Piper.

Their speech goes breathlessly.

MICHAEL

Quick!—­tell me—­

Piper
  Patience.

Michael
  Patience?—­Death and hell! 
Oh, save her—­save her!  Give the children back.

Piper
Never.  Have you betrayed us?

Michael
  I!—­betrayed?

Piper
So, so, lad.

Michael
  But to save her—­

Piper
  There’s a way,—­
Trust me!  I save her, or we swing together
Merrily, in a row.—­How did you see her?

Michael
By stealth:  two days ago, at evening,
Hard by the vine-hid wall of her own garden,
I made a warbling like a nightingale;
And she came out to hear.

Piper
  A serenade! 
Under the halter!

Michael
  Hush.—­A death-black night,
Until she came.—­Oh, how to tell thee, lad! 
She came,—­she came, not for the nightingale,
But even dreaming that it would be I!

Piper
She knew you?—­We are trapped, then.

Michael
  No, not so! 
She smiled on me.—­Dost thou remember how
She smiled on me that day?  Alas, poor maid,
She took me for some noble in disguise! 
And all these days,—­she told me,—­she had dreamed
That I would come to save her!

Piper
  Said she this?

Michael
All this—­all this, and more! . . . 
What could lies do?—­I lied to her of thee;
I swore I knew not of thy vanishment,
Nor the lost children.  But I told her true,
I was a stroller and an outcast man
That hid there, like a famished castaway,
For one more word, without a hope,—­a hope;
Helpless to save her.

Piper
  And she told thee then,
She goes to be a nun?

Michael
  Youth to the grave! 
And I—­vile nothing—­cannot go to save her,
Only to look my last—­

Piper
  Who knows?

Michael
[bitterly]
  Ah, thou!—­

Piper
Poor Nightingale!
[Fingers Us pipe, noiselessly.]

Michael
[rapt with grief]
  Oh, but the scorn of her!

Piper
She smiled on thee.

Michael
  Until she heard the truth:—­
A juggler,—­truly,—­and no wandering knight! 
Oh, and she wept.
[Wildly]
  Let us all hang together.

Piper
Thanks.  Kindly spoken.—­Not this afternoon!

Michael
Thou knowest they are given up for dead?

Piper
Truly.

Michael
  Bewitched?

Piper
  So are they.

Michael
  Sold to the Devil?

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