A Tale to Tell

Its my first play so please be kind and do present to me my mistakes cause i know there would be many!

CAST

Romero: Businessman, elder brother

Johnson: Younger brother

Ronald: Captive to both men, a craftsman

James: servant to both brothers

 

                  ACT-1

 

SCENE-1

(In the mansion of both brothers)

 

Romero: Good even, come hither, young brother. What hath thy mind for me?

 

Johnson: O, sweet brother, thither bad tidings for thee, badly of gain shop.

 

Romero: Pour upon me, shall thee?

 

Johnson: The naïve fellow, Ronald, bars any ditty of our matter.

 

Romero: Ah! Indeed a motley if thee hath tell the captive, his state when out at sun, had thee?

 

Johnson: Ay, but excuse was on, a hoax venture, some moon’s farm.

 

Romero: Then I shall see the farms’ reap too,

To-morrow we go in prison of ours and extract the soil.

 

Johnson: As thee would! On first light; we are yonder. For now give mercy on thy eyne and form.

 

Romero: You too, as sleep the room of thoughts and to-morrow we better be brain-flooded.

 

(Exeunt both brothers)

 

 

 

SCENE-2

 

Romero: We shall fetch now; the noblest of its bearer coz! Ronald shall slip details or be as that of time. The one comes back, not of clergy’s divine, nor of peasant’s cry, not of traders’ skill. The one looks not at appeal or would. But for Ronald, two would stand; His life or money, the last.

 

Johnson: Rightly said, as for us too time is ill-caring. So let thy feet skip the earth and cut the measure.

 

James: Stop sire, prithee thy body-agge; weapons seek thee.

 

Romero: O’ the faithful peer,

 James, why care much so! Our breath is our love now and I pray thee hath good breath. How shall I turn thy gifts?

 

James: Tree was thy father, I only boughs. So shall thy fruit of the tree or boughs thee know well.

 

Romero: Recover Me only, the sweet fluid of thy warmth neither the huge tree nor the gardening of mother. So know me only, sans boughs tree yields none fruit.

 

James: That is thy grace master, a petty lackey serving thy glorious band, I.

 

Romero: Simple yet deep; you art my friend.

How mind you deeds of faith and competence?

 

Johnson: hail thy trust! Now we shall to the hut.

Author's Note

I will plan scene 3 if it gets good reviews!

Reviews

[Pragya Saxena]

Amar If Shakespeare would have been here...
He would have been so proud of you..
Although i didn't get much of it ... still after putting in all my efforts I understood it!
The Idea was fab... waiting for the new scene just make it in a lil more new english .. :P

[Stanley Wilson]

forsooth thoust speaketh the lingo great start shakespear not really my bag however i enjoyed this had to read it a few times to get the meaning. :)

[amarlaksh]

Thanks Stanley

[Monster ^.^]

Using the old English is a task done with precision... I hope you continue the good job :)

[Ohhhwillow]

A difficult task you set yourself, but with high risk comes high reward - this is awesome. First play I've read on here, and I'm very glad I did and also very intrigued to find out what will happen next to these lively and well developed characters of yours!

[amarlaksh]

Thank you very much willow for your honest review

[Leslie Philibert]

a good start with a touch of Shakespearen language, good work.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Plan scene 3 as it is excellent :)

[quinfinn]

Billy Shakes would be proud to see his language still alive.....nicely done. waiting for you to expound on Eddie Poe and Chuckie Dickens!

[amarlaksh]

thanks

[InsanityWriter]

Very interesting. :) Keep working on it! ^_^

[de_maruf]

fine

[Salar Majak]

i felt the soul of Shakespeare in this play!!!! it'a amazing, he would be proud, he is proud now where ever he lies XD keep up!!!!!!!! i want more!!!

[amarlaksh]

Alrighty then, Thanks !