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Wrote this when I was 18, your constructive criticism is welcome.

SCENE 1 (IN A PARK)

 

CHALTON: It seems as if circumstance is abolishing our love

                   I know we are the doves of perplexment in everyway

                   If only I had it my way I would have stayed

                   It is a pity I am having it my way but not staying

                   If only time understood pain

                   If only destiny would be kind

                   But to it we are blind

                   For to the mortal the future is a gamble

                   Such was the beginning of mankind

                   Such is the miserable reality of being human

                   And some say we can control it

                   And some say it controls us

                   And all religions are based on such statements

                   Be it the religion of love

                   Be it the religion of mistakes

                   In all entity, in all our existence

                   We breathe of it

                   As I now breathe it

                   I only hope it is not in the religion of error

                   But that of love

 

BRIDGET:  If only you knew how much I am entitled to love

                   Maybe you would realise how fate is not much of a prediction

                   To cry now is to reveal darkness though l am to

                   Anyway this is not the topic here

                   I only hope you will understand my feelings about us

                   And realise all that we shared in passion

                   For if great were the feelings

                   Then great should be our future

                   And in spontaneity lies regrets

                   For within moods lies deadly maneuvers

                   And if you should die in such a mood swing

                   And if you should regret your stunt

                   Maybe I will be gone into another stunt

                   And our lives would be sad

                   And there would be guilt and pride

                   And all we shared would end but a legend

                   That never did poses an end

 

CHALTON: I am speechless but all the same I shall say,

                   What I left out when I said I love you

                   Forgive me if I sound rude

                   But a prophecy needs fulfillment and love needs peace

                   All we shared was one big joke

                   I am sure the flown would agree

                   But be comforted with what we shared

                   For I shall be when I am drunk that is

                   And rekindle memories of the then

                   And all the creators

                   Whether out of circumstance

                   Whether it be out of will

                   Are doomed to be sad narrators

                    At one moment or the other

                   Such is the mathematics of life

                    In which are only numbers

                    Whilst the mathematician

                    Thinks where to place us

                    And right now I have to sacrifice my queen

                    Or else I will be checkmated

                     And it is funny that you are

                    For my colour is black

                    And your side is white

                    Strange is the aerodynamics of fate, God or us

 

BRIDGET: What about memories of now?

                  Why not be drunk with love?

                  Can you bisect the words I LOVE YOU

                   And in the end tell me what you see?

                  Is it not love lasts through eternity?

                  And in a desert I lie

                  Disorganised like the sand I was

                  And through time and innocence

                  A wind made a sand dune of me
                  And through time and hypocrisy

                  A wind wishes me to retire to my past

                  And now I sit and ponder

                  Whether it was out of amusement

                  Whether this creator is a creator at all

                  Should I change my name to unrequited?

                  Should l…

 

CHALTON: Please do not cry

                   It seems the scenario is beyond us

                   And witchcraft is but consistant

                   For what is the good in all this

                   To be the happiest of couples at the expense of our kingdoms

                    Two at the expense of millions

                   The multitudes would render us mad

                    And our agendas we would degrade

                    And confusion we would breed

                  That is why from the bondage we have to be freed

                   For as much I would like to walk the aisle

                   Amidst all this our future looks pale

                   And from our course we have to derail

                   For in our heaven lies hell

 

BRIDGET: I have done my part

                  I have readdressed my sorrow

                  It is obvious the torment is not to end

                  But however I respect the Will’s course

                  Though not to my accord

                  But how is it that at times you own

                  Only to find that tomorrow it is gone

                 And many asked what next now that you are?

                 Only to be answered today

                 I am sure the gods do not understand love

                 For they have cut mine into halves

                 A tragic of a situation

                 That is merely based on poignant intuition

  

CHALTON: ‘Gone is the directionless wind       

                   But remain is my love for you’

                   Seem to head towards a prediction

                   And maybe instrumental echoes shall be another

                   For from the past we evolve

                   And in mistakes we resolve

                   And in sad endings we were meant to revolve

                   So as to anthem our meager of an existence

                   Magnifying the great difference

 

BRIDGET: It seems you are good at reciting your lines

                  But were they from the heart?

                  Will hey divert the being termed ‘inevitable’

                  Are we just prolonging history

                  I know you did, I know you still love me

                  But the label circumstance seem to be your twin

                  And our love seem to be in front of a cannon

                  And our past seem to be non-existent

                  My soul has walked a great deal

                  It has has be worn but mended

                  Now in all its troubles

                  Now in all its pains

                  It has to sing ‘all for what’ 

                                

CHALTON: All words or deviations

                   But die like a Middle Eastern shall I

                   So to the flowery flowers

                   So o my beautiful ex

                   I sign GOODBYE upon you

                   And seal you with my strides

                   And deliver myself within dreams

                   For though I know my sun shall go dim

                    For my kingdom my love I have to trim

 

BRIDGET: Stop! Stop!

                   Not even a kiss to dress the occasion

                   Not even a hug to commemorate the past

                   Not even a last look to ease my tears

                   Not even a sigh to relieve your guilt

                   For this could be the last

                   And all is done in love

                   And…

 

CHALTON: What is it now my lady

                   Is it not you who asked if we are prolonging history?

                   We are only reading out the script that is beyond our flexibility

                   And on a pirate’s plank I dance

                   With my kingdom on one end

                   And my love in the air

                   And my balance is a ridicule

                   Such that I leave the intangible to remain

                   And the tangible to excel

                    For it is out of bravery

                   To redeem such courage

                   That I have to quickly summon for an end

 

BRIDGET: To the script I am not acting but reacting

                   And when one suppresses his heart’s desire

                   He shall at one point tire

                   I pledge earnestly that you listen to your heart

                   And if not listen to my heart

                   I do not mean to be a beggar

                   But such is the matter that I humble my prestige

                   But such is the matter that I persist

                   And all the songs we sang

                   And all the dances we danced

                   And all the writings we wrote

                   To circumcise them because of circumstance

                   To vomit them because of a script

                    We can go to Paris and be merry

                    And only our love we will carry

                    And our kingdoms we will bury

                    For this is too good a misunderstanding

                    And this should not end like an unknown duet

                    But like Chalton and Bridget

                    For that is what is here

                    That is what is real

                    Despite the many disguises

                     And we shall pretend not to care

                   When each look will be eating us

                    But we will be faithful to pride

                    But we will read our bibles in pain

                    So why dance our last now

                    And our diaries become old a second later?

 

CHALTON: I do not mean to be the devil

                   Such that I bring the shared to a humiliating level

                   And as our tears are on racing tracks

                   I only hope they find the finishing line

 

BRIDGET: I do not mean to play God

                  But it seems you insist on things you can afford

                  Thus I too insist the song come to a halt

                 (Kissing him)

                  Something to remember me by

                  Something to ask yourself ‘but why?’

 

CHALTON: Definitely something

                   Thus I bid thy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 2 (IN A BAR)

 

CAROL: And God had a son without a wife

 

RENEL: No no no it is Chalton loved Bridget with his life,

              Damn we English should have a past tense for life

              So that my previous sentence be much of a menace

              And to the hated show no courtesy

              But born in it we cannot define

              Thus we just pass by with our wine

              And without questions with women we dine

              Such if ever any person talks of life and how

              I will just say interesting topic but for now

              Now I relax and life I enjoy

              Even though tomorrow I shall question its joy

              But now, I relax and life I enjoy

 

CAROL: I am of the same sentiments

               I hold the same fragrant

               But now I am into rumours

               And as they submit themselves

              They say love do ecstasly swerve

               Between Chalton and the love Bridge

               Who upon fate requests should shove it in a ridge

               Sad joker I am and sad jokers we all are

               That is why many are not willing to part with the bar

               That is we have to weave evil thoughts to define humanity

               That is why some seek peace in Christianity

               This ale makes me pretend to be philosophical

               Yes, this makes me happy and hypocritical

                And…

 

RENEL:  And too much one would still take and indulge

               And the unnecessary one would divulge

               What sort of devil is this common liquor?

               What sort of qualities does for money it triggers?

               And tomorrow you wake up bewildered and broke

               You scorn yourself and in evening more money you fork

               And in turner and in bass you continue your hymn

               And the ugly beautiful they would seem

               And confidence that never was you regain

               And tomorrow she is beside you and your actions you slain

               But still here I am again

               Armed with greed we plan to redden terrains

               So that tomorrow I can finance thy liquor

 

CAROL: So much of confessions and the is

              But how goes our plan?

              How tangible is gold?

              How far are we from course?

 

RENEL: I am getting blind, I am getting blind

             Take the scene away reverse or rewind

              With air at this moment l would like to blend

              But due to business I have to endure to the end

 

CAROL: I know I can see your plight

              But wealth, wealth is just right

              For as the devil is mobile

              In this case I ask him to be quite hostile

 

CHRISTINA: I seek for a place to sit

                     For whilst standing it is difficult to exercise you wit

                     For what was planned is now real

                     So with money continue or deal

 

RENEL:        And evil begs for a place to reside

                     But sit all the same and besides

                     But evil is not so beautiful

                     But evil is not so colourful

 

CAROL:        Of love and business

                      And here I sit to be Jehovah witness

                      And…

                      Is that a nice way of saying leave us

                      For it be to me it is such a fuss

                      And whatever you say will just pass

 

CHRISTINA:  Defiantly I am not in love

                      For how can I fall for such a gentleman

                      But to say I dislike him would be insane

                      But for now…. 

                      And evidently I seek thy money

                     

RENEL:         Narrate then your script

                      So that we may give you seeing it fit

                    

CHRISTINA:  The Bridget crisis seem to be over

                      And to hallucinate the was is now a curse

                       For their love they did suffocate

                      And to it there is no reciprocate

                      And in sorrow they now drown

                      And at the future they forever frown

                      In a bid to turn red into brown

 

CAROL:        Colourful story it is

                      But is there not anything you would miss

                      From such an appalling performance

                      From this tragic scene of romance

                      Such that we may start to sing

                      Such that more liquor to our stomach we may bring

                      Such our ever talking voices

                      Would tire out our tongues just to rejoice

 

CHRISTINA:   And colour is defined by money

                       And they rejoice but giving me my money

                       So where is mine senor?

                       Before you teach me to break the law

                       (Receiving the money)

                       And some shall say it was money I wanted

                       And some shall say it was guilt that I rented

                       But I shall say, I shall just say….

                      I shall just say for history I betray

                      But in my heart I will know

                      They are strange forces that can make one betray

                     (Exit Christina)

 

CAROL:        Let us now celebrate and hallucinate

                     And with majesties flirt

                     For out of liquor ideas we create

                     And it is time to tangilise our trait

                     And out of greed we start our journey

                     Hoping we will finish it as many

                     And as the race begins

                     Let us go on to sin

 

RENEL:       It is for the betterment of ourselves

                    And now that it is past midnight

                     Now that we are past sleep

                     Let us take a breath so deep

                     For now there is no turning back

                     For now we are on the devils track

 

CAROL:       With speed be you

                     For sand is now filling the bottom half

                     To the palace lead your shoe

                     And seduce her into a frenzy

                     And consider yourself handy

                    So that we may commission our destiny

 

RENEL:        Where are you at my fellow man

                     In what way does your tongue burn?

                  

CAROL:        I mean you have done your malicious deeds

                      Now it is time to reap our seeds

                      For this is the test

                      What are we going to harvest?

                      For I hate fields which are plain

                      I abhor deeds done in vain

                    

RENEL:         Then without remorse

                      Off to my horse

                       With a soldiers heart

                       With handsome Renel

 

CAROL:         And off you go

                       So that tomorrow we may share the spoil

                       And talk of our great feats

                       Which were paraded by our wits               

                       (Exeunt)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 3

 

TREVSK:  What is it that I see in my crystal

                 Yes lightning being horrified by thunder

                 Let mystery be more appealing

                 Than to bring such news

 

JOSEPH:  What recipe is on offer today?

                 What instrument do you see fate play?

 

TREVSK:  Terror mixed with gossip

                  It is all yet to be reality

                  It is only who can see the triangles

                  But yet we ought not to alter destiny

                  And the dead will be many

 

JOSEPH:  The names of the square and triangles please

                  With whom shall they appease?

 

TREVSK:   Square is war

                   Triangle is love

                   It is all uncalled for

                   It is all from above

 

JOSEPH:    Does it concern the king and queen?

 

TREVSK:    Yes by all means

                    Watch time shall we

                    For the world is to come to an end

                    And yet we shall not make amends

                    And leave genuity to follow the sad trend

 

JOSEPH:     Let us reverse circumstance

                    And give the future meaning in abundance

 

 TREVSK:   No, no, no, no

                   Let the New Year hold its breath

                   And acquaint sorrow with death

                   For this was like always a lucky draw

 

JOSEPH:   Enthrall me master

                   Let me be well versed with the situation

                   For witchcraft is an art

                   Which without knowledge is a motionless cart

 

TREVSK:   Then let time teach you

                  And fate be your guardian

                  Yes let fate be your guardian

 

JOSEPH:   It funny how we amuse the magnitude

                  Who seemingly have a constant attitude

                  And they take heed of every word

                  And they hold it like their own

                 But we are just as human as them

 

TREVSK:   Such is the nature of humans

                  It is the search for a purpose

                  The question of why they breathe

                  And they could not find the answer

                  Thus from frustation and ignorance

                  They resorted to supernatural metaphors

                  But even so they can not explain them

                  So that is why they call them supernatural

                  And they embrace their little understanding

                  And they are proud that they own it

                  It is on such mentality that we are called magicians

                  If only they knew their acts where science

                  But humans are satisfied with what they see

                  No wonder knowledge is the greatest gift

 

JOSEPH:  A sad story it is

                 A sad story it will continue to be

                 When we stand in front of soldiers

               And tell them victory is at hand

                 And out of hope

                 And so as to define purpose

                They believe us

                And they go to death with such a belief

            

TREVSK:  That is what they call magic

                  But for us we are tied to the bond

                 And as we give people a reason for existence

                  Ours become more of a joke

                  For there is no one who can inspire us

                  And in prophets you would despise

                  For you know they are like you

 

JOSEPH:  A sad story it is

                  When we talk of visions

                 And they listen to our story

                 Like little children who know not life

              So as to dismiss sad reality

             And they do

               A sad story it is

               And a sad story it will be

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 4      

 

PIAR:      Sad stories and great situations

      If we leave this to be

      A chance will be wasted

      We must molest this opportunity

      And tear apart our enemy

      The pact of love is no more

      So to war we go

                    For there is no pact of reason

                     And they told their Bridget to break the bond

                   Such that there will be no pact

                    Such that with ease they may attack

                    With nothing to lose

                    But plenty to gain

 

WESTER: Sir, we do see the need for victory

                 But even there should be civil unrest in Xavier’s land

                 The frontiers are strong

                 Such that the best outcome

                 Is through the use of a spy

                 And all is based on intuition

                 Maybe there is no need to go to war

                

PREST:    Even Rome came to an end

   But it was through direct conflict

   The use of spies takes time

   And maybe by then the enemy would be stronger

 

WESTER: The Jews were in direct conflict with Jesus

    Yes it took them less time to destroy him

    But we are yet to enter the eleventh century with Christians

    This calls for psychological war first

    Then military second

 

PREST:     Sir ….

 

PIAR:        No! Let Wester present his story

 

WESTER: Like I was saying my lord

                 Psychological war first

                 Military second

                 We shall use spies

                 Such that troublesome England shall fall prey

                 Prior to that we will enjoy prickles of the day

 

PIAR:        Let your plan be tangible from now

                 You and Prest will be in charge of the army

    Unleash terror upon Xavier

    And let none be his savior

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 5

 

XAVIER:       What befell my daughter?

                     That she pretends to sing opera

                     And wear an umbrella over her nose

 

DOREEN:     l  strongly believe in rumours rejects

                     That once upon an ending

                     Chalton broke with our only daughter

 

XAVIER:       It seems the only bond of love

                     Between our two kingdoms was broken

                     Not broken forsaken

                     So retrieve the past with a carve

                     Shall Xavier do so?

                     And proclaim the role that hits the call

 

DOREEN:     I need not blame you

                     I blame that liar

                     Definitely that pitiful Piar

                    To think us as fools

                    Thus I pronounce us at war

 

XAVIER:       Wouldn’t have said it better

                     And never later   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ACT 2  

SCENE 1

 

BRIDGET: If ever anyone tells you I am weak

                  Know that something is altering his speech

                  If ever anyone tells you l am strong

                  Know that he is certainly wrong

                  Is it just that I produce blood stained tears?

                  Is it just that progression is now hindering love?

                  Should faculty become an ambition?

 

MAIDLE:   Take life with ease

                  For as you are a Christian it is not to cease

                  And to set tears in front of me

                  Is definitely a sign of strength?

                  And no tears are blood stained

                 They are just painted red

 

BRIDGET: Inconsistency breeds strength

                  So how is the weather?

                  Have you ever seen birds of the same feather

                  Chat to any recognisable length

                  Please give me time

 

RENEL:     Is it by chance my lady

                 That only through a glance you are unsteady?

                 But do not worry I am willing to carry you

                 Say you love me too

                 And set it all in motion

 

BRIDGET: Don’t you ever get tired

                  Of wanting what you can not get   

                  Besides your words seem hired

                  And my love is already set

 

RENEL:     Why shut the door upon me

                  Don’t you like the term we

                  I promise to be faithful

                  For how can I not since you are beautiful

 

BRIDGET: Am I?

 

RENEL:     Your face shines like a million stars

                  You are no different from Ra

                  The eyes the nose yes all so fine

                  The question should not have read am I?

                  But am I not?

 

BRIDGET: I cannot have any of this

                  Please do leave me in peace

 

RENEL:    But before I go

                 I do leave you this letter

 

BRIDGET: Maid!

 

MAIDLE:    What is the bell to the cause my lady?

 

BRIDGET: Nothing much please do read the letter

                  I am afraid it might be a supplement not to alter

 

MAIDLE:    It reads I do know you love me

                  I do know you think it should be

                  But still be put to light

                  But still do get me right

                  I am not forcing you to

                  I am merely drawing the facts

                  That l do see from your acts

                  I shall not put my story to boredom

                  Thus I now rest my pen

 

                  From a zestful dreamer

 

                  Knight Renel Stance

 

BRIDGET: I do not love him

                  But for him it is not yet firm

                  Thus I shall not truly show it

                  I shall just sit

 

MAIDLE:   You do love Chalton

 

BRIDGET: With all flesh and blood I posses

 

MAIDLE:    Then put the fellow into jealousy

                   Let him realise you can move on

                   Pretend not to care until he is awakened

 

BRIDGET:  Are you suggesting that I pretend love?

 

MAIDLE:    Yes by all means

 

BRIDGET: A cheeky idea I suppose

                  Such that for love I shall impose

 

MAIDLE:    Need not worry

                  Chalton will be yours

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 2

 

WESTER: Prince Chalton sir

                 For the sake of our kingdom

                 Your kingdom sir

                  We really do need your help

 

CHALTON: Present your story Wester

                   Anything for my kingdom I shall

 

WESTER:  It has been decided and approved by the king

                  That a war with the British is imminent

                  The…

 

CHALTON: You mean Xavier’s land?

 

WESTER:   What else could I mean?

                   And as such in the plan

                   You shall mingle with Bridget

                    And determine our attack

 

CHALTON:  Give me time

                    Allow me to think it over

 

WESTER:    Time is what we truly lack

                    Considering your invitation

                     Which is to be duly held

                     All I am trying to say is that in speed

                     And in precision should our attack glide

 

CHALTON:   Me and Bridget are history

                     Yet to be mystery

 

WESTER:     Then ride back into time

                      And make her yours

                      For our kingdom is at stake sir

 

CHALTON:    That I do understand

                       But that has….

 

WESTER:       From what I have heard

                        Bridget did put you to shame

                      Christina is said to have told you

 

CHALTON:    So what if my cousin did tell me

 

WESTER:       Do not lose your temper my lord

                        Sorry for offending you

                        But I am not sorry for what I have said

                        It is for the betterment of the cause

                        And is highly required of my post

                         For our kingdom is the cost

 

CHALTON:       I shall abide to your plan

                         In hate and in love

                         For coincidence is jealous of fate

 

WESTER:        Thank you for your co-operation

 

PREST:           Thank after the mission

                         Do not allow yourself to be petrified by illusions

 

CHALTON:       And thank me again you shall

                         For victory is to be our crown

 

PREST:            I do trust you, Sir

                        To be witty enough to devise a plan

                        That will make Bridget trust you

 

CHALTON:       Do not worry I am well equipped for the situation

                         (Enter Piar)

                          For my father I will act

 

PIAR:                 Please do give me room (exit Prest and Wester)

                          My son there is something that pains my heart

 

CHALTON:        What is it father?

 

PIAR:                 You do see that I am aging

                          That by the day I am fading

                          That the soil awaits me

 

CHALTON:         My script has no reply to your words

 

PIAR:                  But mine continues to say I request two favours from you

 

CHALTON:         Anything for you father

                      

PIAR:            Firstly let me see you mature within acts

                     Secondly forever do stand for your kingdom

                     Forever holds the Irish glory

                     Against all perpetrators and evils

 

CHALTON:  If that is all you ask

                    Then all shall I to my best unmask

                     For Irish glory shall I forever live for

 

PIAR:           Your mother did predict you to be fiery

                    And me thought you a charlatan

                    But how time proves me wrong

                    To the matter before your mother died

                    She told me to give you this necklace

                    That you wear it with pride

 

CHALTON:  And to wear my mother’s wish shall I

                     From now shall it wed my neck

                     With wishes of yesterday

                     With the art of understanding

                     With an Irish glory

 

PIAR:           And that be my son

                    Whom I have raised with my heart

                    With a charming chant

 

CHALTON:   And as biblical be the verse

                     Biblical shall my Irish acts be

                    Till time surpasses time

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 3

 

CAROL:   And how goes our plan

 

RENEL:   It doth flow with a stammer

                For she audaciously refuse a glimpse of my tongue

                In a state of tremor she pretends to dislike

                But do not worry tomorrow we shall have the better of her

 

CAROL:  You do seem positive

 

RENEL:  Me very much so

               For I am only in a show

               Which will augur well for us

 

CAROL: What if our sins uncoil towards us?

               What if we do not reach our goal?

               Where do we go with the spoil? 

 

RENEL:  If, if existed in the minds of the great

               Then they would not have taken great risks

               Then they would never have been great

               And of spoil we will go where many thieves have gone

 

CAROL:  With…

 

RENEL:   Take ease my fellow

                 We need not drench in fear

                 But dramatise our wits

                 Let us not drab our lives with unnecessary issues

 

CAROL:    Confidence does override fear

                 That is what a wiseman would say

                 And if we continue to seduce danger

                 I assure you our lives would be dreary

 

RENEL:    Let our lives be free

                 And forget we are under a falling tree

 

CAROL:   Then let us drink

 

RENEL:  Now you bring wonderful news

               That is exasperating to my ears

 

CAROL:  Bartender serve us with the oldest wine

               Today let us be merry

               And forget that today shall give birth to tomorrow

 

RENEL:  And that be very wise

               For what is in today

               That is not there in tomorrow?

 

CAROL:  Why? It is so obvious

                It is the king’s gold

 

RENEL:   Nay behold, I meant to say

                Let us lose ourselves and be guided by alcohol

                Till the ends of time

                Till we cannot remember

 

CAROL:  This reminds me of a poem

         

RENEL:   Ballad! Poem!

                Have you seen your doctor of late?

   

 CAROL:  Yes he keeps telling me it is because of stress

                He deducted so when he saw I was a mess

 

RENEL:   Change the winds howling

                For the poem is too banal

 

CAROL:   Wait and listen!

                It is all part of the drinking race

                Which you cannot win without the alcohol ace 

  

RENEL:   The poem is much fit for the occasion

                Go on entice me

 

CAROL:   It is too much of a pity

 

RENEL:    What?

 

CAROL:    I said it is a pity

 

RENEL:    Why do you say so?

 

CAROL:   Cannot remember the rest

               But I do know its ending

               Which goes like society do not get me wrong

 

RENEL:  What else is on offer?

 

CAROL:  Rest I suppose

 

RENEL:   Splendid idea

                Then dreams I seek you

                 Wherever you are

 

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 4

 

DOREEN:  Prepare thy palace

                  Let thy room sparkle

                  For Christmas waits

                 And so does the ball

 

XAVIER:   I believe it is all setting pace

                 Everything do seem to be in order

 

DOREEN: Men do lack a woman’s touch

                 They thing everything is not so much

                 Come to think of it

                 This just drops into my head

 

XAVIER:   Spare Chalton will you

                 I know you will never show him

                 The whiteness in your mouth

                 And let not thy hate lead us south

                 And let not us be a fugitive of fate

 

DOREEN: What is in it all

                 To spare Chalton be to hang Bridget

                 As democratic as I am I shall not be passive

                 Of the coming effects which we are investigating

  

XAVIER:  Am I not Bridget’s father

                Do you think I am unaware of the could Bes

                Is…

 

PREST:   My lord extinction could be your epitaph

                Chalton will be thy messenger of fate

                And he shall mingle with Bridget

                And…

 

XAVIER:  You are no athlete Prest

                So don’t you dare try it on me

          

PREST:   Yes but I do precious your safety

                  With mine life such that any I will do

 

DOREEN:  We have heard but not understood

                   Why not connect the head to the body

 

PREST:      A massive attack is to be launched as yet

                   They plan to destroy you

                   Strangle you till you gasp nothingness

                   The British do be aware of the could be

                   And through Bridget shall Chalton reach his Irish goal

                   And all is to be on the first day of New Year

 

DOREEN:  I saw this coming

                   But never had a solution to it all

                   There is bound to be bloodshed

                   Affecting the full and unfed

 

XAVIER:     I did see it coming

                   And had a solution to it all

                   Let war be the determinant

                   For how can mighty England fall prey to the Irish?

                   We are the masters of the seven seas

                   And if you look at the Irish

                   Certainly you can see we are not on the same footing

                   All the same I thank you Prest

                   And a ransom I give to thy halfblooded full patriot

 

PREST:      As undeserving I am of it

                    I shall take it

                   And as I head back to Ireland

                   Do know that England will be my song

                   And I hope you do not mind that I sing it right away

 

DOREEN:  Anticipation shall not be hindered still

                  The ball is still on tomorrow

                   In happiness or in sorrow

                   Open even to the Irish

 

XAVIER:     For whose sake is it to invite the Irish

 

DOREEN:   Bridget sake

                   Now that we know what is behind the curtains

                   Why of all the things worry?

 

XAVIER:     What is in it for Bridget?

 

DOREEN:  You men know way too little about love

 

XAVIER:    Oh how l hate the inconsistency within females

                  How they exaggerate love thus hate also

                  It just makes me sick

 

DOREEN:  Darling weren’t you the same when you courted me?

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ACT 3 

SCENE 1

 

PIAR:         Son are you to attend the ball?

 

CHALTON: Yes father and why do you ask?

 

PIAR:          You know your life is my concern

                   And I only hope you will come back alive

                   For we made a gamble far too risky

                   Now we can stage our play

 

CHALTON: May the curtains be drawn

 

PIAR:          I  - I  cannot breathe

 

CHALTON: What is it father?

                   Servant! Servant!

 

SERVANT: Yes my lord

 

CHALTON:  Go and call Trevsk

                    Tell him it is an emergency

 

SERVANT:   Then with speed I will

 

CHALTON:   You shall not leave me

                     You shall not follow my mother

                      Such vivid is my command

                      I have endured a lot

                      And I only hope this will be added to the list

                      If there be a loving and powerful God

                      A God that did send Jesus

                      A king of kings

                      I beg you on the highest tower of love

                      To help my father get better

                      And I promise to abide by your commands

 

(TWO HOURS LATER)

 

TREVSK:       Late me help heal your father

         

CHALTON:     Please do the best you can

 

(AN HOUR LATER)

 

TREVSK:    I battled with all medicine I did know

                    But thy gracious king chose to submit to the call

 

CHALTON: Thank you God

 

TREVSK:    You misread me

                    The king is dead

 

CHALTON:  What be the cause of his death?

 

TREVSK:     Food poisoning

 

WESTER:     Who does contaminate this palace

 

TREVSK:      I do know of a traitor

                     All of which be respected

                     Prest and Christina be them

                     And I swear it be no lie

                     Such if it be then best I die

                     I heard fate knocking in my magic

                    That I now divulge what it had in store

                     But I now divulge no more

 

CHALTON:   Servant! Where be Christina

 

SERVANT:    She has since left for 'I do not know where'

 

CHALTON:    The Irish are supposedly to be lucky

                       But now we seem to be blessed with grief

                       Which threatens not to be stolen by any thief

                       And the wise men did talk of a Jesus

                       A loving and caring Jesus

                       But this is not what it seem

                       Traitors are paralysing our kingdom

                       All the same we shall fight the dungeons of treason

                       And the British shall feel the Irish sword

                       As a condolence for their acts

 

WESTER:       And as all are facts

                       Traitors should be bisected

                       And as for the king’s death

                        Let none in the room breathe a word

                        For we do not want the Irish men to despair

                        At a critical point like this

 

CHALTON:     And when time comes

                      I shall head to the ball

                      And fight for the Irish

                      In breath or in soul

                      As for traitor they shall die

                      A billion deaths, I swear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 2

 

PREST:   All be to plan my darling

                The Irish victory is forthcoming

                The British are foolish they are yet to pay the price

 

ASHLEY: Oh my love

                Don’t you see how much it pains me

                To see you enduring too much for the Irish

                And too little for l

                Forget about war and recite peace

                Recite the love that I posses which is never to cease

 

PREST:   Forget you not

                All l do is for you

                Look at the gold I received

                And the victory we are yet to

                All be too much love

                For only through war can peace be attained

               You ought to know l am a martyr for everything I love

 

ASHLEY: And you ought to know I am martyr too

                For none other than you

                So won’t you do the same?

                And forget about your personal fame 

                I love you do your hear!

                Forget about the country

                For it has too many martyrs

               And recite me

               For I only have one martyr

 

PREST:  But…

 

ASHLEY: But what?

                Don’t you feel the same way as I do?

 

PREST:   Rest don’t cry now darling

                I promise everything is going to be all right

                (Knock, knock) be I dramatising my love

                 And requesting you to open up to me

 

GUARD:   In the name of the king open this door

                 In the name of the king Prest be charged with treason

 

ASHLEY:   No, this cannot be

                    He is a martyr for our country

 

PREST:       Everything is going to be alright

                    Be strong and sail to resist the wind

                    Of the seas and let us love each other in a shadowy conspiracy

 

ASHLEY:     A martyr you always were

                    And I only hope you will not be lost in the maze

                    And so sail shall I so as to

                    How show we are meant to be

                    And how we are to exaggerate idioms of love

 

GUARD:      Take him

 

CHALTON:   Forgive them for they do not know what they do

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 3

 

BRIDGET:   Spurring and spurring the ball has arrived

                    And it is funny how my love has survived

                    Music is all around

                    Instrumentalising what I am yet to find           

     

MAIDLE:      Now my lady do not be carried away

                     Because what I heard is bound to grip you

                     I overhead that Piar is dead

                    And your father was quite pleased

                     I really doubt if Chalton is going to make it today

 

BRIDGET:    Why should terror fall on I?

                     Is it suggesting that I kiss my love goodbye?

                     Should I extinguish my loving fire?

 

MAIDLE:       I am afraid the theme goes on

                     Your father wants you to marry Renel

                      For he finds him quite respectable  

 

BRIDGET:     I intended to pretend my love

                      Now that I know the could be

                      People are going to see the true me

                      I shall not attend the ball

 

RENEL:         Oh the brightest star in the universe

                      Do hear this loving verse

                      Of doves and love

                      That comes within mine heart

 

BRIDGET:      Oh that I will not exchange for my shoe

                       Can’t you see you are too much of a fool?

 

RENEL:           What have I done to deserve this?

                        Can you tell me what is amiss?

                        Has the biological period started?

                        Oh has it just departed

                        Please tell me what is amiss

 

BRIDGET:       My love for you, such that give you anything I will

                       That be if you leave me alone

 

RENEL:           Tell me more of gold

                         For more be my love

 

BRIDGET:        I have no access to it

                         But I can direct you to it

 

RENEL:            Thank you my love

 

BRIDGET:        This is not where it ends

                          Do also help me connect myself to Chalton

 

RENEL:             That can be done

                          Provided without being notched I can be gone

 

BRIDGET:         Then all is said and is yet to be done

 

(IN THE BALL ROOM)

 

RENEL:             So you know of a Bridget

                          That is to commit suicide over your dying love

 

CHALTON:        Oh I love her so

                          Where be she?

 

RENEL:             By that side

 

CHALTON:        If you may excuse me

 

CAROL:             Marvelous play

 

RENEL:             Who…

 

CAROL:             Sh it is I Carol

 

RENEL:             You startled me

 

CAROL:            All the same let us head for the gold

 

RENEL:            I suppose

 

CHALTON:       Hello

 

BRIDGET:        Who be there?

 

CHALTON:       Your undying love

 

BRIDGET:       I thought you were not too come

 

CHALTON:      You got it all wrong

                        Nothing would have dared stopped me

 

BRIDGET:       I never did thought you would love me

 

CHALTON:      I realised how much I needed you in my life

                        Sleepless I was lacking the dream of you

                        For you were real yet invisible

                        Now that I see you I shall not let go

 

BRIDGET:       That be very sweet of you

 

CHALTON:      There be sweetness in fate

 

BRIDGET:        I know your father is dead

                        And do know I will stick by you

                        For better or for worse

                        And do know my love is now a million stars brighter 

 

CHALTON:      I really needed that

                        Do you mind for a dance?

 

BRIDGET:       No, not at all

 

(GOLD ROOM)

 

RENEL:          Guard there is a convenience

 

GUARD:         What inconvenience?

 

RENEL:           (slaying him)

                        This inconvenience

 

CAROL:           Let us act fast

 

RENEL:           This is the rhythm composed by fate

 

CAROL:           As it is so let us now escape

 

(OUTSIDE THE PALACE)

 

RENEL:           And this be the gods understanding love

                        Let us ride from this place

 

CAROL:           Where to?

 

RENEL:           Where many thieves have gone before

 

GUARD1:        Stop those thieves

 

RENEL:            There are on our tails

 

CAROL:            I know that

                         So is this where we are going

                         The paradise of thieves

 

RENEL:             Let us not give up too early

 

CAROL:             If I die then best it is for a cause

 

GUARD1:          The other has fallen

                          After him for he is now easy prey

                          The rest follow the other

 

CAROL:              I shall not die alone

                           Come any closer and you are gone

 

GUARD1:           Fight you I will

                           And I will see if I am I gone

 

CAROL:             So this is where many thieves have gone before

 

GUARD2:           We are catching up on him

 

GUARD3:          There be no way out of this one

 

RENEL:              Faster you damned horse

 

GUARD2:           Finally

 

RENEL:              Thus dreams I seek you wherever you are

 

(IN THE PALACE)

 

BRIDGET:          You are such a good dancer

 

CHALTON:         You be the one who taught me

                            For if there were no Bridget

                           Then I never would have wanted to dance

 

BRIDGET:          Thank you very much

 

CHALTON:         Believe me your comment is very much undeserved

 

BRIDGET:          Maybe so as to justify how much I do not deserve you

 

CHALTON:         Time be not on my side

                            I have to flee back to my kingdom

 

BRIDGET:           Let me escort you outside

 

CHALTON:          That be very kind of you

                            Do tell your parents

                            I wish them the best in everything they do

 

BRIDGET:           All that be originating from where?

 

CHALTON:          From my love for you

 

BRIDGET:           Do know I will always love you

 

CHALTON:          Forever lasts my love

                            I will be back   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ACT 4

 

CHALTON:    Do bring Prest forth

 

WESTER:      Traitors oh how I hate the word

                      All they bring to the kingdom is red

                      And all they see is black

 

CHALTON:    Let the death penalty be thrusted upon traitors

                      Guards hold Wester and free Prest

 

WESTER:      What be behind this

 

CHALTON:     My father trusted you now he does not

                       How could you plan to topple the Irish?

                       Generating a could be civil war

                       Now you are to face my wrath

 

WESTER:       It is Prest you want

                       I am sure you are mistaken

 

CHALTON:     All Prest was what he was told

                       But you Wester you tried to take over the kingdom

                       But your villain look gave you away

                       And all I did was follow orders too

                       And my father is very much alive

                       And as you of you the soil awaits you

                       Be hanged for all to see

 

PREST:          My acts for the Irish

                       Seem to fancy death

 

CHALTON:     True men who are for justice

                        Should be prepared to fancy death

                        Even wed it

                        And by the way gather all my men

                        For we are to unleash terror

 

PREST:           Then let me follow thy command

 

 

 

IN A CHURCH

 

 

CHALTON:    Father I have sinned

                      But all for true reason

                      All for my country

 

FATHER:       Oh my son

                       No sin is ever justified

                       Undo what you have done

 

CHALTON:     To undo what I have done

                        Be to betray my position

                        My people

                        My life and all in the name of righteousness?

 

FATHER:         Yes my son

 

CHALTON:       Then is my coming here a waste of time

                         Then is God for the Irish or the British

 

FATHER:          For both

 

CHALTON:       Thank you for answering my question

                          But fight for what I believe in dearly

                          Be better than to fight in what I assume

                          And as I fight

                          Fight for the long silenced justice

                          All the same I thank you father

 

 

IN FRONT OF THE ARMY

 

PIAR:                 He said I was dead so that he could overthrow me

                          He talked of the insane so he could create a civil war

                          But alas the almighty saw it

                          But alas our magician Trevsk was visioned

                          How better is such a story of goodness

                          If it were to end in goodness

                          Ages did pass with hidden grief for the English

                          You will be a fool not to feel the pain

                          Of our great grandfathers

                          They took part of the Irish land

                          And made it their own

                          But not for long no not for long

                          For we are to take back that which is ours

                        Let us launch an attack tomorrow

                        If you are not Irish enough I am not forcing you to come

                        You can stay in your homes with little in yourselves

                        And be proud to be Irish

                        Oh cursed be such a man those who are for me tomorrow we march

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 2

 

ASHLEY:      The four-leaf clover be us at heart

                     Always able to finish what we start

                     God I thank you for the safe deliverance of my love

                     Now you are forever mine

                     Now we can drink and eat upon love

 

PREST:        I would have loved to stay

                     But a martyr for I love be I

                     And Ireland is no exception

                     For I am to leave tomorrow

 

ASHLEY:      Why are you so full of Ireland?

                     Would you love me better if I were Ireland?

                     Do you really love me?

 

PREST:        Best I leave if I bother you

 

ASHLEY:      Wait! You know you do not bother me

                     It is just I am very worried about you

                     For we could be seeing each other for the last time

                     And I am worried that this time they will be riddles

                     That this time you might die

                     And to think I am carrying your baby

 

PREST:        Forgive my attitude darling

                     I never knew you were pregnant

                     Though that be no excuse

                     Have mercy on me

                     And if the worst does happen

                     Do tell my child

                     That I always did love him

                     And so did I love the mother too

                     And now I love her tenfold

 

ASHLEY:      I too do love you

                     And I only hope it is not too late to change your mind

                     Ashley forgive them for they know not what they do

                     Now do you know what you do?

       

PREST:        I believe I do

 

ASHLEY:      So do I

                     So do I my darling

                     And as such let tonight

                     Be a tale not to be forgotten

 

PREST:        Then let us start telling it

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 1 (IN A PARK)

 

CHALTON: It seems as if circumstance is abolishing our love

                   I know we are the doves of perplexment in everyway

                   If only I had it my way I would have stayed

                   It is a pity I am having it my way but not staying

                   If only time understood pain

                   If only destiny would be kind

                   But to it we are blind

                   For to the mortal the future is a gamble

                   Such was the beginning of mankind

                   Such is the miserable reality of being human

                   And some say we can control it

                   And some say it controls us

                   And all religions are based on such statements

                   Be it the religion of love

                   Be it the religion of mistakes

                   In all entity, in all our existence

                   We breathe of it

                   As I now breathe it

                   I only hope it is not in the religion of error

                   But that of love

 

BRIDGET:  If only you knew how much I am entitled to love

                   Maybe you would realise how fate is not much of a prediction

                   To cry now is to reveal darkness though l am to

                   Anyway this is not the topic here

                   I only hope you will understand my feelings about us

                   And realise all that we shared in passion

                   For if great were the feelings

                   Then great should be our future

                   And in spontaneity lies regrets

                   For within moods lies deadly maneuvers

                   And if you should die in such a mood swing

                   And if you should regret your stunt

                   Maybe I will be gone into another stunt

                   And our lives would be sad

                   And there would be guilt and pride

                   And all we shared would end but a legend

                   That never did poses an end

 

CHALTON: I am speechless but all the same I shall say,

                   What I left out when I said I love you

                   Forgive me if I sound rude

                   But a prophecy needs fulfillment and love needs peace

                   All we shared was one big joke

                   I am sure the flown would agree

                   But be comforted with what we shared

                   For I shall be when I am drunk that is

                   And rekindle memories of the then

                   And all the creators

                   Whether out of circumstance

                   Whether it be out of will

                   Are doomed to be sad narrators

                    At one moment or the other

                   Such is the mathematics of life

                    In which are only numbers

                    Whilst the mathematician

                    Thinks where to place us

                    And right now I have to sacrifice my queen

                    Or else I will be checkmated

                     And it is funny that you are

                    For my colour is black

                    And your side is white

                    Strange is the aerodynamics of fate, God or us

 

BRIDGET: What about memories of now?

                  Why not be drunk with love?

                  Can you bisect the words I LOVE YOU

                   And in the end tell me what you see?

                  Is it not love lasts through eternity?

                  And in a desert I lie

                  Disorganised like the sand I was

                  And through time and innocence

                  A wind made a sand dune of me
                  And through time and hypocrisy

                  A wind wishes me to retire to my past

                  And now I sit and ponder

                  Whether it was out of amusement

                  Whether this creator is a creator at all

                  Should I change my name to unrequited?

                  Should l…

 

CHALTON: Please do not cry

                   It seems the scenario is beyond us

                   And witchcraft is but consistant

                   For what is the good in all this

                   To be the happiest of couples at the expense of our kingdoms

                    Two at the expense of millions

                   The multitudes would render us mad

                    And our agendas we would degrade

                    And confusion we would breed

                  That is why from the bondage we have to be freed

                   For as much I would like to walk the aisle

                   Amidst all this our future looks pale

                   And from our course we have to derail

                   For in our heaven lies hell

 

BRIDGET: I have done my part

                  I have readdressed my sorrow

                  It is obvious the torment is not to end

                  But however I respect the Will’s course

                  Though not to my accord

                  But how is it that at times you own

                  Only to find that tomorrow it is gone

                 And many asked what next now that you are?

                 Only to be answered today

                 I am sure the gods do not understand love

                 For they have cut mine into halves

                 A tragic of a situation

                 That is merely based on poignant intuition

  

CHALTON: ‘Gone is the directionless wind       

                   But remain is my love for you’

                   Seem to head towards a prediction

                   And maybe instrumental echoes shall be another

                   For from the past we evolve

                   And in mistakes we resolve

                   And in sad endings we were meant to revolve

                   So as to anthem our meager of an existence

                   Magnifying the great difference

 

BRIDGET: It seems you are good at reciting your lines

                  But were they from the heart?

                  Will hey divert the being termed ‘inevitable’

                  Are we just prolonging history

                  I know you did, I know you still love me

                  But the label circumstance seem to be your twin

                  And our love seem to be in front of a cannon

                  And our past seem to be non-existent

                  My soul has walked a great deal

                  It has has be worn but mended

                  Now in all its troubles

                  Now in all its pains

                  It has to sing ‘all for what’ 

                                

CHALTON: All words or deviations

                   But die like a Middle Eastern shall I

                   So to the flowery flowers

                   So o my beautiful ex

                   I sign GOODBYE upon you

                   And seal you with my strides

                   And deliver myself within dreams

                   For though I know my sun shall go dim

                    For my kingdom my love I have to trim

 

BRIDGET: Stop! Stop!

                   Not even a kiss to dress the occasion

                   Not even a hug to commemorate the past

                   Not even a last look to ease my tears

                   Not even a sigh to relieve your guilt

                   For this could be the last

                   And all is done in love

                   And…

 

CHALTON: What is it now my lady

                   Is it not you who asked if we are prolonging history?

                   We are only reading out the script that is beyond our flexibility

                   And on a pirate’s plank I dance

                   With my kingdom on one end

                   And my love in the air

                   And my balance is a ridicule

                   Such that I leave the intangible to remain

                   And the tangible to excel

                    For it is out of bravery

                   To redeem such courage

                   That I have to quickly summon for an end

 

BRIDGET: To the script I am not acting but reacting

                   And when one suppresses his heart’s desire

                   He shall at one point tire

                   I pledge earnestly that you listen to your heart

                   And if not listen to my heart

                   I do not mean to be a beggar

                   But such is the matter that I humble my prestige

                   But such is the matter that I persist

                   And all the songs we sang

                   And all the dances we danced

                   And all the writings we wrote

                   To circumcise them because of circumstance

                   To vomit them because of a script

                    We can go to Paris and be merry

                    And only our love we will carry

                    And our kingdoms we will bury

                    For this is too good a misunderstanding

                    And this should not end like an unknown duet

                    But like Chalton and Bridget

                    For that is what is here

                    That is what is real

                    Despite the many disguises

                     And we shall pretend not to care

                   When each look will be eating us

                    But we will be faithful to pride

                    But we will read our bibles in pain

                    So why dance our last now

                    And our diaries become old a second later?

 

CHALTON: I do not mean to be the devil

                   Such that I bring the shared to a humiliating level

                   And as our tears are on racing tracks

                   I only hope they find the finishing line

 

BRIDGET: I do not mean to play God

                  But it seems you insist on things you can afford

                  Thus I too insist the song come to a halt

                 (Kissing him)

                  Something to remember me by

                  Something to ask yourself ‘but why?’

 

CHALTON: Definitely something

                   Thus I bid thy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 2 (IN A BAR)

 

CAROL: And God had a son without a wife

 

RENEL: No no no it is Chalton loved Bridget with his life,

              Damn we English should have a past tense for life

              So that my previous sentence be much of a menace

              And to the hated show no courtesy

              But born in it we cannot define

              Thus we just pass by with our wine

              And without questions with women we dine

              Such if ever any person talks of life and how

              I will just say interesting topic but for now

              Now I relax and life I enjoy

              Even though tomorrow I shall question its joy

              But now, I relax and life I enjoy

 

CAROL: I am of the same sentiments

               I hold the same fragrant

               But now I am into rumours

               And as they submit themselves

              They say love do ecstasly swerve

               Between Chalton and the love Bridge

               Who upon fate requests should shove it in a ridge

               Sad joker I am and sad jokers we all are

               That is why many are not willing to part with the bar

               That is we have to weave evil thoughts to define humanity

               That is why some seek peace in Christianity

               This ale makes me pretend to be philosophical

               Yes, this makes me happy and hypocritical

                And…

 

RENEL:  And too much one would still take and indulge

               And the unnecessary one would divulge

               What sort of devil is this common liquor?

               What sort of qualities does for money it triggers?

               And tomorrow you wake up bewildered and broke

               You scorn yourself and in evening more money you fork

               And in turner and in bass you continue your hymn

               And the ugly beautiful they would seem

               And confidence that never was you regain

               And tomorrow she is beside you and your actions you slain

               But still here I am again

               Armed with greed we plan to redden terrains

               So that tomorrow I can finance thy liquor

 

CAROL: So much of confessions and the is

              But how goes our plan?

              How tangible is gold?

              How far are we from course?

 

RENEL: I am getting blind, I am getting blind

             Take the scene away reverse or rewind

              With air at this moment l would like to blend

              But due to business I have to endure to the end

 

CAROL: I know I can see your plight

              But wealth, wealth is just right

              For as the devil is mobile

              In this case I ask him to be quite hostile

 

CHRISTINA: I seek for a place to sit

                     For whilst standing it is difficult to exercise you wit

                     For what was planned is now real

                     So with money continue or deal

 

RENEL:        And evil begs for a place to reside

                     But sit all the same and besides

                     But evil is not so beautiful

                     But evil is not so colourful

 

CAROL:        Of love and business

                      And here I sit to be Jehovah witness

                      And…

                      Is that a nice way of saying leave us

                      For it be to me it is such a fuss

                      And whatever you say will just pass

 

CHRISTINA:  Defiantly I am not in love

                      For how can I fall for such a gentleman

                      But to say I dislike him would be insane

                      But for now…. 

                      And evidently I seek thy money

                     

RENEL:         Narrate then your script

                      So that we may give you seeing it fit

                    

CHRISTINA:  The Bridget crisis seem to be over

                      And to hallucinate the was is now a curse

                       For their love they did suffocate

                      And to it there is no reciprocate

                      And in sorrow they now drown

                      And at the future they forever frown

                      In a bid to turn red into brown

 

CAROL:        Colourful story it is

                      But is there not anything you would miss

                      From such an appalling performance

                      From this tragic scene of romance

                      Such that we may start to sing

                      Such that more liquor to our stomach we may bring

                      Such our ever talking voices

                      Would tire out our tongues just to rejoice

 

CHRISTINA:   And colour is defined by money

                       And they rejoice but giving me my money

                       So where is mine senor?

                       Before you teach me to break the law

                       (Receiving the money)

                       And some shall say it was money I wanted

                       And some shall say it was guilt that I rented

                       But I shall say, I shall just say….

                      I shall just say for history I betray

                      But in my heart I will know

                      They are strange forces that can make one betray

                     (Exit Christina)

 

CAROL:        Let us now celebrate and hallucinate

                     And with majesties flirt

                     For out of liquor ideas we create

                     And it is time to tangilise our trait

                     And out of greed we start our journey

                     Hoping we will finish it as many

                     And as the race begins

                     Let us go on to sin

 

RENEL:       It is for the betterment of ourselves

                    And now that it is past midnight

                     Now that we are past sleep

                     Let us take a breath so deep

                     For now there is no turning back

                     For now we are on the devils track

 

CAROL:       With speed be you

                     For sand is now filling the bottom half

                     To the palace lead your shoe

                     And seduce her into a frenzy

                     And consider yourself handy

                    So that we may commission our destiny

 

RENEL:        Where are you at my fellow man

                     In what way does your tongue burn?

                  

CAROL:        I mean you have done your malicious deeds

                      Now it is time to reap our seeds

                      For this is the test

                      What are we going to harvest?

                      For I hate fields which are plain

                      I abhor deeds done in vain

                    

RENEL:         Then without remorse

                      Off to my horse

                       With a soldiers heart

                       With handsome Renel

 

CAROL:         And off you go

                       So that tomorrow we may share the spoil

                       And talk of our great feats

                       Which were paraded by our wits               

                       (Exeunt)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 3

 

TREVSK:  What is it that I see in my crystal

                 Yes lightning being horrified by thunder

                 Let mystery be more appealing

                 Than to bring such news

 

JOSEPH:  What recipe is on offer today?

                 What instrument do you see fate play?

 

TREVSK:  Terror mixed with gossip

                  It is all yet to be reality

                  It is only who can see the triangles

                  But yet we ought not to alter destiny

                  And the dead will be many

 

JOSEPH:  The names of the square and triangles please

                  With whom shall they appease?

 

TREVSK:   Square is war

                   Triangle is love

                   It is all uncalled for

                   It is all from above

 

JOSEPH:    Does it concern the king and queen?

 

TREVSK:    Yes by all means

                    Watch time shall we

                    For the world is to come to an end

                    And yet we shall not make amends

                    And leave genuity to follow the sad trend

 

JOSEPH:     Let us reverse circumstance

                    And give the future meaning in abundance

 

 TREVSK:   No, no, no, no

                   Let the New Year hold its breath

                   And acquaint sorrow with death

                   For this was like always a lucky draw

 

JOSEPH:   Enthrall me master

                   Let me be well versed with the situation

                   For witchcraft is an art

                   Which without knowledge is a motionless cart

 

TREVSK:   Then let time teach you

                  And fate be your guardian

                  Yes let fate be your guardian

 

JOSEPH:   It funny how we amuse the magnitude

                  Who seemingly have a constant attitude

                  And they take heed of every word

                  And they hold it like their own

                 But we are just as human as them

 

TREVSK:   Such is the nature of humans

                  It is the search for a purpose

                  The question of why they breathe

                  And they could not find the answer

                  Thus from frustation and ignorance

                  They resorted to supernatural metaphors

                  But even so they can not explain them

                  So that is why they call them supernatural

                  And they embrace their little understanding

                  And they are proud that they own it

                  It is on such mentality that we are called magicians

                  If only they knew their acts where science

                  But humans are satisfied with what they see

                  No wonder knowledge is the greatest gift

 

JOSEPH:  A sad story it is

                 A sad story it will continue to be

                 When we stand in front of soldiers

               And tell them victory is at hand

                 And out of hope

                 And so as to define purpose

                They believe us

                And they go to death with such a belief

            

TREVSK:  That is what they call magic

                  But for us we are tied to the bond

                 And as we give people a reason for existence

                  Ours become more of a joke

                  For there is no one who can inspire us

                  And in prophets you would despise

                  For you know they are like you

 

JOSEPH:  A sad story it is

                  When we talk of visions

                 And they listen to our story

                 Like little children who know not life

              So as to dismiss sad reality

             And they do

               A sad story it is

               And a sad story it will be

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 4      

 

PIAR:      Sad stories and great situations

      If we leave this to be

      A chance will be wasted

      We must molest this opportunity

      And tear apart our enemy

      The pact of love is no more

      So to war we go

                    For there is no pact of reason

                     And they told their Bridget to break the bond

                   Such that there will be no pact

                    Such that with ease they may attack

                    With nothing to lose

                    But plenty to gain

 

WESTER: Sir, we do see the need for victory

                 But even there should be civil unrest in Xavier’s land

                 The frontiers are strong

                 Such that the best outcome

                 Is through the use of a spy

                 And all is based on intuition

                 Maybe there is no need to go to war

                

PREST:    Even Rome came to an end

   But it was through direct conflict

   The use of spies takes time

   And maybe by then the enemy would be stronger

 

WESTER: The Jews were in direct conflict with Jesus

    Yes it took them less time to destroy him

    But we are yet to enter the eleventh century with Christians

    This calls for psychological war first

    Then military second

 

PREST:     Sir ….

 

PIAR:        No! Let Wester present his story

 

WESTER: Like I was saying my lord

                 Psychological war first

                 Military second

                 We shall use spies

                 Such that troublesome England shall fall prey

                 Prior to that we will enjoy prickles of the day

 

PIAR:        Let your plan be tangible from now

                 You and Prest will be in charge of the army

    Unleash terror upon Xavier

    And let none be his savior

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 5

 

XAVIER:       What befell my daughter?

                     That she pretends to sing opera

                     And wear an umbrella over her nose

 

DOREEN:     l  strongly believe in rumours rejects

                     That once upon an ending

                     Chalton broke with our only daughter

 

XAVIER:       It seems the only bond of love

                     Between our two kingdoms was broken

                     Not broken forsaken

                     So retrieve the past with a carve

                     Shall Xavier do so?

                     And proclaim the role that hits the call

 

DOREEN:     I need not blame you

                     I blame that liar

                     Definitely that pitiful Piar

                    To think us as fools

                    Thus I pronounce us at war

 

XAVIER:       Wouldn’t have said it better

                     And never later   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ACT 2  

SCENE 1

 

BRIDGET: If ever anyone tells you I am weak

                  Know that something is altering his speech

                  If ever anyone tells you l am strong

                  Know that he is certainly wrong

                  Is it just that I produce blood stained tears?

                  Is it just that progression is now hindering love?

                  Should faculty become an ambition?

 

MAIDLE:   Take life with ease

                  For as you are a Christian it is not to cease

                  And to set tears in front of me

                  Is definitely a sign of strength?

                  And no tears are blood stained

                 They are just painted red

 

BRIDGET: Inconsistency breeds strength

                  So how is the weather?

                  Have you ever seen birds of the same feather

                  Chat to any recognisable length

                  Please give me time

 

RENEL:     Is it by chance my lady

                 That only through a glance you are unsteady?

                 But do not worry I am willing to carry you

                 Say you love me too

                 And set it all in motion

 

BRIDGET: Don’t you ever get tired

                  Of wanting what you can not get   

                  Besides your words seem hired

                  And my love is already set

 

RENEL:     Why shut the door upon me

                  Don’t you like the term we

                  I promise to be faithful

                  For how can I not since you are beautiful

 

BRIDGET: Am I?

 

RENEL:     Your face shines like a million stars

                  You are no different from Ra

                  The eyes the nose yes all so fine

                  The question should not have read am I?

                  But am I not?

 

BRIDGET: I cannot have any of this

                  Please do leave me in peace

 

RENEL:    But before I go

                 I do leave you this letter

 

BRIDGET: Maid!

 

MAIDLE:    What is the bell to the cause my lady?

 

BRIDGET: Nothing much please do read the letter

                  I am afraid it might be a supplement not to alter

 

MAIDLE:    It reads I do know you love me

                  I do know you think it should be

                  But still be put to light

                  But still do get me right

                  I am not forcing you to

                  I am merely drawing the facts

                  That l do see from your acts

                  I shall not put my story to boredom

                  Thus I now rest my pen

 

                  From a zestful dreamer

 

                  Knight Renel Stance

 

BRIDGET: I do not love him

                  But for him it is not yet firm

                  Thus I shall not truly show it

                  I shall just sit

 

MAIDLE:   You do love Chalton

 

BRIDGET: With all flesh and blood I posses

 

MAIDLE:    Then put the fellow into jealousy

                   Let him realise you can move on

                   Pretend not to care until he is awakened

 

BRIDGET:  Are you suggesting that I pretend love?

 

MAIDLE:    Yes by all means

 

BRIDGET: A cheeky idea I suppose

                  Such that for love I shall impose

 

MAIDLE:    Need not worry

                  Chalton will be yours

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 2

 

WESTER: Prince Chalton sir

                 For the sake of our kingdom

                 Your kingdom sir

                  We really do need your help

 

CHALTON: Present your story Wester

                   Anything for my kingdom I shall

 

WESTER:  It has been decided and approved by the king

                  That a war with the British is imminent

                  The…

 

CHALTON: You mean Xavier’s land?

 

WESTER:   What else could I mean?

                   And as such in the plan

                   You shall mingle with Bridget

                    And determine our attack

 

CHALTON:  Give me time

                    Allow me to think it over

 

WESTER:    Time is what we truly lack

                    Considering your invitation

                     Which is to be duly held

                     All I am trying to say is that in speed

                     And in precision should our attack glide

 

CHALTON:   Me and Bridget are history

                     Yet to be mystery

 

WESTER:     Then ride back into time

                      And make her yours

                      For our kingdom is at stake sir

 

CHALTON:    That I do understand

                       But that has….

 

WESTER:       From what I have heard

                        Bridget did put you to shame

                      Christina is said to have told you

 

CHALTON:    So what if my cousin did tell me

 

WESTER:       Do not lose your temper my lord

                        Sorry for offending you

                        But I am not sorry for what I have said

                        It is for the betterment of the cause

                        And is highly required of my post

                         For our kingdom is the cost

 

CHALTON:       I shall abide to your plan

                         In hate and in love

                         For coincidence is jealous of fate

 

WESTER:        Thank you for your co-operation

 

PREST:           Thank after the mission

                         Do not allow yourself to be petrified by illusions

 

CHALTON:       And thank me again you shall

                         For victory is to be our crown

 

PREST:            I do trust you, Sir

                        To be witty enough to devise a plan

                        That will make Bridget trust you

 

CHALTON:       Do not worry I am well equipped for the situation

                         (Enter Piar)

                          For my father I will act

 

PIAR:                 Please do give me room (exit Prest and Wester)

                          My son there is something that pains my heart

 

CHALTON:        What is it father?

 

PIAR:                 You do see that I am aging

                          That by the day I am fading

                          That the soil awaits me

 

CHALTON:         My script has no reply to your words

 

PIAR:                  But mine continues to say I request two favours from you

 

CHALTON:         Anything for you father

                      

PIAR:            Firstly let me see you mature within acts

                     Secondly forever do stand for your kingdom

                     Forever holds the Irish glory

                     Against all perpetrators and evils

 

CHALTON:  If that is all you ask

                    Then all shall I to my best unmask

                     For Irish glory shall I forever live for

 

PIAR:           Your mother did predict you to be fiery

                    And me thought you a charlatan

                    But how time proves me wrong

                    To the matter before your mother died

                    She told me to give you this necklace

                    That you wear it with pride

 

CHALTON:  And to wear my mother’s wish shall I

                     From now shall it wed my neck

                     With wishes of yesterday

                     With the art of understanding

                     With an Irish glory

 

PIAR:           And that be my son

                    Whom I have raised with my heart

                    With a charming chant

 

CHALTON:   And as biblical be the verse

                     Biblical shall my Irish acts be

                    Till time surpasses time

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 3

 

CAROL:   And how goes our plan

 

RENEL:   It doth flow with a stammer

                For she audaciously refuse a glimpse of my tongue

                In a state of tremor she pretends to dislike

                But do not worry tomorrow we shall have the better of her

 

CAROL:  You do seem positive

 

RENEL:  Me very much so

               For I am only in a show

               Which will augur well for us

 

CAROL: What if our sins uncoil towards us?

               What if we do not reach our goal?

               Where do we go with the spoil? 

 

RENEL:  If, if existed in the minds of the great

               Then they would not have taken great risks

               Then they would never have been great

               And of spoil we will go where many thieves have gone

 

CAROL:  With…

 

RENEL:   Take ease my fellow

                 We need not drench in fear

                 But dramatise our wits

                 Let us not drab our lives with unnecessary issues

 

CAROL:    Confidence does override fear

                 That is what a wiseman would say

                 And if we continue to seduce danger

                 I assure you our lives would be dreary

 

RENEL:    Let our lives be free

                 And forget we are under a falling tree

 

CAROL:   Then let us drink

 

RENEL:  Now you bring wonderful news

               That is exasperating to my ears

 

CAROL:  Bartender serve us with the oldest wine

               Today let us be merry

               And forget that today shall give birth to tomorrow

 

RENEL:  And that be very wise

               For what is in today

               That is not there in tomorrow?

 

CAROL:  Why? It is so obvious

                It is the king’s gold

 

RENEL:   Nay behold, I meant to say

                Let us lose ourselves and be guided by alcohol

                Till the ends of time

                Till we cannot remember

 

CAROL:  This reminds me of a poem

         

RENEL:   Ballad! Poem!

                Have you seen your doctor of late?

   

 CAROL:  Yes he keeps telling me it is because of stress

                He deducted so when he saw I was a mess

 

RENEL:   Change the winds howling

                For the poem is too banal

 

CAROL:   Wait and listen!

                It is all part of the drinking race

                Which you cannot win without the alcohol ace 

  

RENEL:   The poem is much fit for the occasion

                Go on entice me

 

CAROL:   It is too much of a pity

 

RENEL:    What?

 

CAROL:    I said it is a pity

 

RENEL:    Why do you say so?

 

CAROL:   Cannot remember the rest

               But I do know its ending

               Which goes like society do not get me wrong

 

RENEL:  What else is on offer?

 

CAROL:  Rest I suppose

 

RENEL:   Splendid idea

                Then dreams I seek you

                 Wherever you are

 

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 4

 

DOREEN:  Prepare thy palace

                  Let thy room sparkle

                  For Christmas waits

                 And so does the ball

 

XAVIER:   I believe it is all setting pace

                 Everything do seem to be in order

 

DOREEN: Men do lack a woman’s touch

                 They thing everything is not so much

                 Come to think of it

                 This just drops into my head

 

XAVIER:   Spare Chalton will you

                 I know you will never show him

                 The whiteness in your mouth

                 And let not thy hate lead us south

                 And let not us be a fugitive of fate

 

DOREEN: What is in it all

                 To spare Chalton be to hang Bridget

                 As democratic as I am I shall not be passive

                 Of the coming effects which we are investigating

  

XAVIER:  Am I not Bridget’s father

                Do you think I am unaware of the could Bes

                Is…

 

PREST:   My lord extinction could be your epitaph

                Chalton will be thy messenger of fate

                And he shall mingle with Bridget

                And…

 

XAVIER:  You are no athlete Prest

                So don’t you dare try it on me

          

PREST:   Yes but I do precious your safety

                  With mine life such that any I will do

 

DOREEN:  We have heard but not understood

                   Why not connect the head to the body

 

PREST:      A massive attack is to be launched as yet

                   They plan to destroy you

                   Strangle you till you gasp nothingness

                   The British do be aware of the could be

                   And through Bridget shall Chalton reach his Irish goal

                   And all is to be on the first day of New Year

 

DOREEN:  I saw this coming

                   But never had a solution to it all

                   There is bound to be bloodshed

                   Affecting the full and unfed

 

XAVIER:     I did see it coming

                   And had a solution to it all

                   Let war be the determinant

                   For how can mighty England fall prey to the Irish?

                   We are the masters of the seven seas

                   And if you look at the Irish

                   Certainly you can see we are not on the same footing

                   All the same I thank you Prest

                   And a ransom I give to thy halfblooded full patriot

 

PREST:      As undeserving I am of it

                    I shall take it

                   And as I head back to Ireland

                   Do know that England will be my song

                   And I hope you do not mind that I sing it right away

 

DOREEN:  Anticipation shall not be hindered still

                  The ball is still on tomorrow

                   In happiness or in sorrow

                   Open even to the Irish

 

XAVIER:     For whose sake is it to invite the Irish

 

DOREEN:   Bridget sake

                   Now that we know what is behind the curtains

                   Why of all the things worry?

 

XAVIER:     What is in it for Bridget?

 

DOREEN:  You men know way too little about love

 

XAVIER:    Oh how l hate the inconsistency within females

                  How they exaggerate love thus hate also

                  It just makes me sick

 

DOREEN:  Darling weren’t you the same when you courted me?

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ACT 3 

SCENE 1

 

PIAR:         Son are you to attend the ball?

 

CHALTON: Yes father and why do you ask?

 

PIAR:          You know your life is my concern

                   And I only hope you will come back alive

                   For we made a gamble far too risky

                   Now we can stage our play

 

CHALTON: May the curtains be drawn

 

PIAR:          I  - I  cannot breathe

 

CHALTON: What is it father?

                   Servant! Servant!

 

SERVANT: Yes my lord

 

CHALTON:  Go and call Trevsk

                    Tell him it is an emergency

 

SERVANT:   Then with speed I will

 

CHALTON:   You shall not leave me

                     You shall not follow my mother

                      Such vivid is my command

                      I have endured a lot

                      And I only hope this will be added to the list

                      If there be a loving and powerful God

                      A God that did send Jesus

                      A king of kings

                      I beg you on the highest tower of love

                      To help my father get better

                      And I promise to abide by your commands

 

(TWO HOURS LATER)

 

TREVSK:       Late me help heal your father

         

CHALTON:     Please do the best you can

 

(AN HOUR LATER)

 

TREVSK:    I battled with all medicine I did know

                    But thy gracious king chose to submit to the call

 

CHALTON: Thank you God

 

TREVSK:    You misread me

                    The king is dead

 

CHALTON:  What be the cause of his death?

 

TREVSK:     Food poisoning

 

WESTER:     Who does contaminate this palace

 

TREVSK:      I do know of a traitor

                     All of which be respected

                     Prest and Christina be them

                     And I swear it be no lie

                     Such if it be then best I die

                     I heard fate knocking in my magic

                    That I now divulge what it had in store

                     But I now divulge no more

 

CHALTON:   Servant! Where be Christina

 

SERVANT:    She has since left for 'I do not know where'

 

CHALTON:    The Irish are supposedly to be lucky

                       But now we seem to be blessed with grief

                       Which threatens not to be stolen by any thief

                       And the wise men did talk of a Jesus

                       A loving and caring Jesus

                       But this is not what it seem

                       Traitors are paralysing our kingdom

                       All the same we shall fight the dungeons of treason

                       And the British shall feel the Irish sword

                       As a condolence for their acts

 

WESTER:       And as all are facts

                       Traitors should be bisected

                       And as for the king’s death

                        Let none in the room breathe a word

                        For we do not want the Irish men to despair

                        At a critical point like this

 

CHALTON:     And when time comes

                      I shall head to the ball

                      And fight for the Irish

                      In breath or in soul

                      As for traitor they shall die

                      A billion deaths, I swear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 2

 

PREST:   All be to plan my darling

                The Irish victory is forthcoming

                The British are foolish they are yet to pay the price

 

ASHLEY: Oh my love

                Don’t you see how much it pains me

                To see you enduring too much for the Irish

                And too little for l

                Forget about war and recite peace

                Recite the love that I posses which is never to cease

 

PREST:   Forget you not

                All l do is for you

                Look at the gold I received

                And the victory we are yet to

                All be too much love

                For only through war can peace be attained

               You ought to know l am a martyr for everything I love

 

ASHLEY: And you ought to know I am martyr too

                For none other than you

                So won’t you do the same?

                And forget about your personal fame 

                I love you do your hear!

                Forget about the country

                For it has too many martyrs

               And recite me

               For I only have one martyr

 

PREST:  But…

 

ASHLEY: But what?

                Don’t you feel the same way as I do?

 

PREST:   Rest don’t cry now darling

                I promise everything is going to be all right

                (Knock, knock) be I dramatising my love

                 And requesting you to open up to me

 

GUARD:   In the name of the king open this door

                 In the name of the king Prest be charged with treason

 

ASHLEY:   No, this cannot be

                    He is a martyr for our country

 

PREST:       Everything is going to be alright

                    Be strong and sail to resist the wind

                    Of the seas and let us love each other in a shadowy conspiracy

 

ASHLEY:     A martyr you always were

                    And I only hope you will not be lost in the maze

                    And so sail shall I so as to

                    How show we are meant to be

                    And how we are to exaggerate idioms of love

 

GUARD:      Take him

 

CHALTON:   Forgive them for they do not know what they do

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 3

 

BRIDGET:   Spurring and spurring the ball has arrived

                    And it is funny how my love has survived

                    Music is all around

                    Instrumentalising what I am yet to find           

     

MAIDLE:      Now my lady do not be carried away

                     Because what I heard is bound to grip you

                     I overhead that Piar is dead

                    And your father was quite pleased

                     I really doubt if Chalton is going to make it today

 

BRIDGET:    Why should terror fall on I?

                     Is it suggesting that I kiss my love goodbye?

                     Should I extinguish my loving fire?

 

MAIDLE:       I am afraid the theme goes on

                     Your father wants you to marry Renel

                      For he finds him quite respectable  

 

BRIDGET:     I intended to pretend my love

                      Now that I know the could be

                      People are going to see the true me

                      I shall not attend the ball

 

RENEL:         Oh the brightest star in the universe

                      Do hear this loving verse

                      Of doves and love

                      That comes within mine heart

 

BRIDGET:      Oh that I will not exchange for my shoe

                       Can’t you see you are too much of a fool?

 

RENEL:           What have I done to deserve this?

                        Can you tell me what is amiss?

                        Has the biological period started?

                        Oh has it just departed

                        Please tell me what is amiss

 

BRIDGET:       My love for you, such that give you anything I will

                       That be if you leave me alone

 

RENEL:           Tell me more of gold

                         For more be my love

 

BRIDGET:        I have no access to it

                         But I can direct you to it

 

RENEL:            Thank you my love

 

BRIDGET:        This is not where it ends

                          Do also help me connect myself to Chalton

 

RENEL:             That can be done

                          Provided without being notched I can be gone

 

BRIDGET:         Then all is said and is yet to be done

 

(IN THE BALL ROOM)

 

RENEL:             So you know of a Bridget

                          That is to commit suicide over your dying love

 

CHALTON:        Oh I love her so

                          Where be she?

 

RENEL:             By that side

 

CHALTON:        If you may excuse me

 

CAROL:             Marvelous play

 

RENEL:             Who…

 

CAROL:             Sh it is I Carol

 

RENEL:             You startled me

 

CAROL:            All the same let us head for the gold

 

RENEL:            I suppose

 

CHALTON:       Hello

 

BRIDGET:        Who be there?

 

CHALTON:       Your undying love

 

BRIDGET:       I thought you were not too come

 

CHALTON:      You got it all wrong

                        Nothing would have dared stopped me

 

BRIDGET:       I never did thought you would love me

 

CHALTON:      I realised how much I needed you in my life

                        Sleepless I was lacking the dream of you

                        For you were real yet invisible

                        Now that I see you I shall not let go

 

BRIDGET:       That be very sweet of you

 

CHALTON:      There be sweetness in fate

 

BRIDGET:        I know your father is dead

                        And do know I will stick by you

                        For better or for worse

                        And do know my love is now a million stars brighter 

 

CHALTON:      I really needed that

                        Do you mind for a dance?

 

BRIDGET:       No, not at all

 

(GOLD ROOM)

 

RENEL:          Guard there is a convenience

 

GUARD:         What inconvenience?

 

RENEL:           (slaying him)

                        This inconvenience

 

CAROL:           Let us act fast

 

RENEL:           This is the rhythm composed by fate

 

CAROL:           As it is so let us now escape

 

(OUTSIDE THE PALACE)

 

RENEL:           And this be the gods understanding love

                        Let us ride from this place

 

CAROL:           Where to?

 

RENEL:           Where many thieves have gone before

 

GUARD1:        Stop those thieves

 

RENEL:            There are on our tails

 

CAROL:            I know that

                         So is this where we are going

                         The paradise of thieves

 

RENEL:             Let us not give up too early

 

CAROL:             If I die then best it is for a cause

 

GUARD1:          The other has fallen

                          After him for he is now easy prey

                          The rest follow the other

 

CAROL:              I shall not die alone

                           Come any closer and you are gone

 

GUARD1:           Fight you I will

                           And I will see if I am I gone

 

CAROL:             So this is where many thieves have gone before

 

GUARD2:           We are catching up on him

 

GUARD3:          There be no way out of this one

 

RENEL:              Faster you damned horse

 

GUARD2:           Finally

 

RENEL:              Thus dreams I seek you wherever you are

 

(IN THE PALACE)

 

BRIDGET:          You are such a good dancer

 

CHALTON:         You be the one who taught me

                            For if there were no Bridget

                           Then I never would have wanted to dance

 

BRIDGET:          Thank you very much

 

CHALTON:         Believe me your comment is very much undeserved

 

BRIDGET:          Maybe so as to justify how much I do not deserve you

 

CHALTON:         Time be not on my side

                            I have to flee back to my kingdom

 

BRIDGET:           Let me escort you outside

 

CHALTON:          That be very kind of you

                            Do tell your parents

                            I wish them the best in everything they do

 

BRIDGET:           All that be originating from where?

 

CHALTON:          From my love for you

 

BRIDGET:           Do know I will always love you

 

CHALTON:          Forever lasts my love

                            I will be back   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ACT 4

 

CHALTON:    Do bring Prest forth

 

WESTER:      Traitors oh how I hate the word

                      All they bring to the kingdom is red

                      And all they see is black

 

CHALTON:    Let the death penalty be thrusted upon traitors

                      Guards hold Wester and free Prest

 

WESTER:      What be behind this

 

CHALTON:     My father trusted you now he does not

                       How could you plan to topple the Irish?

                       Generating a could be civil war

                       Now you are to face my wrath

 

WESTER:       It is Prest you want

                       I am sure you are mistaken

 

CHALTON:     All Prest was what he was told

                       But you Wester you tried to take over the kingdom

                       But your villain look gave you away

                       And all I did was follow orders too

                       And my father is very much alive

                       And as you of you the soil awaits you

                       Be hanged for all to see

 

PREST:          My acts for the Irish

                       Seem to fancy death

 

CHALTON:     True men who are for justice

                        Should be prepared to fancy death

                        Even wed it

                        And by the way gather all my men

                        For we are to unleash terror

 

PREST:           Then let me follow thy command

 

 

 

IN A CHURCH

 

 

CHALTON:    Father I have sinned

                      But all for true reason

                      All for my country

 

FATHER:       Oh my son

                       No sin is ever justified

                       Undo what you have done

 

CHALTON:     To undo what I have done

                        Be to betray my position

                        My people

                        My life and all in the name of righteousness?

 

FATHER:         Yes my son

 

CHALTON:       Then is my coming here a waste of time

                         Then is God for the Irish or the British

 

FATHER:          For both

 

CHALTON:       Thank you for answering my question

                          But fight for what I believe in dearly

                          Be better than to fight in what I assume

                          And as I fight

                          Fight for the long silenced justice

                          All the same I thank you father

 

 

IN FRONT OF THE ARMY

 

PIAR:                 He said I was dead so that he could overthrow me

                          He talked of the insane so he could create a civil war

                          But alas the almighty saw it

                          But alas our magician Trevsk was visioned

                          How better is such a story of goodness

                          If it were to end in goodness

                          Ages did pass with hidden grief for the English

                          You will be a fool not to feel the pain

                          Of our great grandfathers

                          They took part of the Irish land

                          And made it their own

                          But not for long no not for long

                          For we are to take back that which is ours

                        Let us launch an attack tomorrow

                        If you are not Irish enough I am not forcing you to come

                        You can stay in your homes with little in yourselves

                        And be proud to be Irish

                        Oh cursed be such a man those who are for me tomorrow we march

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SCENE 2

 

ASHLEY:      The four-leaf clover be us at heart

                     Always able to finish what we start

                     God I thank you for the safe deliverance of my love

                     Now you are forever mine

                     Now we can drink and eat upon love

 

PREST:        I would have loved to stay

                     But a martyr for I love be I

                     And Ireland is no exception

                     For I am to leave tomorrow

 

ASHLEY:      Why are you so full of Ireland?

                     Would you love me better if I were Ireland?

                     Do you really love me?

 

PREST:        Best I leave if I bother you

 

ASHLEY:      Wait! You know you do not bother me

                     It is just I am very worried about you

                     For we could be seeing each other for the last time

                     And I am worried that this time they will be riddles

                     That this time you might die

                     And to think I am carrying your baby

 

PREST:        Forgive my attitude darling

                     I never knew you were pregnant

                     Though that be no excuse

                     Have mercy on me

                     And if the worst does happen

                     Do tell my child

                     That I always did love him

                     And so did I love the mother too

                     And now I love her tenfold

 

ASHLEY:      I too do love you

                     And I only hope it is not too late to change your mind

                     Ashley forgive them for they know not what they do

                     Now do you know what you do?

       

PREST:        I believe I do

 

ASHLEY:      So do I

                     So do I my darling

                     And as such let tonight

                     Be a tale not to be forgotten

 

PREST:        Then let us start telling it