>> UNIVERSITY OF yORTH CAROLINA |#b©ol of Library Science UNIVERSITY OF N.C. AT CHAPEL HILL 00022094939 i PING BEAU"! - ^t L 31 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. A PLAY FOR HOME ACTING AND YOUNG PERFORMERS. BY JULIA CORNER, Author of "Beauty and the Beast," "Cinderella," and "Puss in Boots. LONDON: GROOMBRIDGE AND SONS, PATERNOSTER ROW. Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill http://www.archive.org/details/sleepingbeautyplOOcorn THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. CHARACTERS. THE KING OF THE GOLDEN ISLES. PRINCE PHARAMOND. LORD FANDANGO . . Chief Minister of State. THE DRAGON OF THE WOOD. RICK A Sprite, Slave of the Dragon. GENTLEMEN OF THE COURT. MESSENGER. THE QUEEN OF THE GOLDEN ISLES. THE PRINCESS FAIR STAR. LADY CHRISTABEL . Lady in Waiting to the Queen. FAIRY MOONBEAM. SECOND FAIRY ) m „ __ _ _ „ > . . Sisters of Moonbeam. THIRD FAIRY ) J THE FAIRY MILDEW An old malignant Fairy. NURSE. The mode of naming the infant Princess is made to be somewhat similar to the custom observed by the Ancient Greeks, as it would have been irreverent to make the slightest approach to our own baptismal rites. 803702 HINTS RESPECTING THE COSTUME. The Fairies should wear full, short dresses of white or light blue ' tarleton, ornamented with gold and silver, which is easily done by cutting stars, half-moons, and other devices, out of gold and silver paper, and sticking them on with gum-water. A pretty border may be formed in this manner with natural ivy leaves and gold or silver fruit or acorns, with artificial flowers intermixed. Green chaplets should encircle their heads, and each should carry a white wand, twisted with silver or gold. Peince Phaeamond, when travelling, might put on over his state dress a long loose cotton garment, fastened round the waist with a coloured scarf, and a plain cap without feathers. This would save the trouble of changing his dress, as he ought to appear in the last scene in the proper costume of a Prince. The Dragon must be made to look as hideous as possible, with a frightful mask, from which should protrude a long red tongue. A close-fitting dress of some brown shaggy material, and large gloves of the same; and he should be provided with a flame-coloured sword. The Sprite Rick may be habited in any fantastic apish fashion, and wear an ugly mask. All the rest may safely be left to the good taste and resources of the performers, who will of course dress as much as possible in accordance with the characters they take. The King and Queen, however, having to appear at three different periods of time, and not being supposed to be the same persons in the last scene as at first, should make some alteration in their dresses each time. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. ACT FIRST. SCENE I. — A room in the palace. \_In the centre is a small raised platform, about three or four feet square, to represent a hearth, on which should be placed an urn, or anything that IojJcs as if it would hold fire. On one side are chairs of state for the King and THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Queen, who are seated, the chief minister , Loed Fandango, standing hy the King, and Lady Cheistabel by the Queen. On the other side, and behind the altar or hearth, are ranged several ladies and gentlemen, supposed to have been invited to the ceremonial of naming the infant Pbincess.] King. My lords and ladies, we've assembled here To give a name unto our daughter dear. I need not tell you it has always been A cause of sorrow to your king and queen To have no children. Now that grief is past; The Fates have given us a child at last, To our great joy; and we are glad to see Our faithful people are as pleased as we. Queen. How often I have wished for such a treasure, And now I 've got it. Lord Fan. Madam, it gives pleasure To all the nation; and I understand There have been great rejoicings through the land — Fireworks and feasting; — everywhere, they say, Your loving subjects have made holiday. King. 'Tis well. It shews their loyalty at least. Queen. I think we ought to give a public feast On this occasion. King. Yes, I think so too; Pray, my good Lord Fandango, what say you; Lord Fan. That it would be a very glorious thing, Well worthy so magnificent a king. THE SLEEHNG BEAUTY. King. Then see it done. Let all have cause to bless The birth of their illustrious princess. Queen. She's three months old to-day, the pretty dear! And that is why you are invited here, To witness this, her solemn dedication, To the presiding Genius of the nation. King. Also, that no advantage may be missed, "We've asked three potent fairies to assist At the sponsalia. Lord Fan. It is wisely done — Your Majesty 's a second Solomon. Ladg Chris. I hope that she will have a pretty name. King. We mean to call her Fair Star, for she came Like a fair star to us — a gem of light To make our home more beautiful and bright. Lord Fan. Pair Star! It is a charming appellation. King. So let it be proclaimed throughout the nation, That unto all men it may be made known She is the rightful heiress to the throne. Enter Ncese with the haby fa large doll in long clothes, J in her arms. Lady Chris. Here is the princess. \_Ske goes vp to the nurse, and loolcs at the child.~\ What a lovely creature! The picture of the queen in every feature. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Nurse. Oh, yes, my lady, but her eyes, you see, Are like His Majesty's as they can be. Lord Fan. (touching the infant.) Pray can she walk and talk? Nurse. Dear heart, my lord! She is too young as yet to speak a word. Lord Fan. She must be young, indeed, if that's the case. Lady Chris, (aside.) Now I call that impertinent. Your Grace Is never very complimentary. Lord Fan. Because I always speak the truth, you see; Ladies do talk we know, and few so well Can use their tongues as Lady Christabel. \_Ue bows very low, and she turns away angrily. .] Fnter Three Fairies, [King and Queen rise.'] ~Lst. Fairy. Hail, mighty sovereigns of this golden land! It seems you have invited us to stand As sponsors for the royal babe, whose birth Has brought much gladness to the sons of earth. Behold us here, obedient to the call, To lend our aid, and so we greet you all. Queen. Kind fairies, we are proud of your attention, And humbly thank you for your condescension. King. This favour, which our gratitude doth claim, Will give a lustre to our daughter's name; THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 9 She shall be taught to estimate the honour Thus in her infancy conferred upon her. 2nd. Fairy. What is her name? King. Fair Star is our selection, If you, her Godmothers, have no objection. 2nd. Fairy. None in the least. Indeed, it is so pretty, Methinks to alter it would be a pity. King. All then is ready; everything unites To bless our purpose. Now commence the rites. [Slow, soft music is played, and the whole company walk in procession three times round the hearth in the following order: — The nurse with the child; the King and Queen; the three Fairies; Lord Fandango and Lady Christabel; the rest in couples. The King and Queen then take their seats, and the nurse gives the child to the Queen. The music ceases. The principal Fairy then advances towards the Queen, and waves her wand over the infant.] 1st. Fairy. Fair Star, I bestow on thee Perfect beauty. Thou shalt be Sweeter than the opening rose, Fairer than the mountain snows. Coral lips, and teeth like pearls, Golden hair in waving curls, Eyes of sapphire, cheeks more bright Than Aurora's crimson light, When she blushes in the sky At morn, before the dew is dry; 10 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Faultless form and face divine, All these graces shall be thine. [Some very soft and fairy -like music should be played as she retires, and second Fairy advances to bestow her gift in the like manner. Music ceases.] 2nd. Fairy. Princess, it shall be my part To endow thy mind and heart With talents great and virtues rare; Be thou good, as well as fair. Royal maid, I give to thee Wit, with sense and modesty; Brilliant as the stars above, Gentle as the turtle dove, Every mental charm possessing, Thou shalt prove the nation's blessing. [The same music repeated as she retires back, giving place to the third Fairy, who waves her wand two or three times over the child, until the music ceases, when she begins to speak. Then the old malignant Fairy, in a dark cloak and hood, and leaning on a staff, enters unobserved, and stands just within the door.] 3rd. Fairy. Princess of the Golden Isles Bask in Fortune's sunny smiles; Boundless riches, heaps of gold, Jewels wondrous to behold, THE SLEEHNG BEAUTY. 11 All the treasures of the mine Charming Fair Star, shall he thine. [As she retires the old Fairy comes forward and looks first at the royal couple, then at the three beneficent Fairies, all seeming uneasy at her appearance.] Old Fairy. Well, my fine ladies, now that you have done, It is my turn to gift this little one. [Turns to the King and Queen.) Pray why was I not asked to this grand feast? You might have paid the compliment, at least. I should be glad to know why I am slighted, "When any other fairies are invited? King. Dear madam, pardon the mistake, I pray; We are rejoiced to see you here to-day. We did not know that you were near, or we Should have requested your good company. Old Fairy. That 's not the truth. It is because I 'm old, And do not flaunt in silver or in gold, Like these vain gaudy things, whose gay attire You simple mortals foolishly admire. But I will not be treated thus, depend on 't. Without resenting it, — so there's an end on't. Queen. Good madam Fairy, do not be offended; You must be sure there was no slight intended. 12 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. I'm sorry you have taken it amiss, And do entreat Old Fairy (interrupting her.) You should have thought of this Before. It is quite useless now to prate, You'll find repentance sometimes comes too late. Eevenge is sweet, and I intend to taste it; My spell is woven. Pity 'twere to waste it. Lady Chris. But this sweet innocent has done no wrong; Surely you will not harm her? Old Fairy (sharply.) Hold your tongue! [Lady Christabel turns away disdainful.li/, and the Old Fairy then addresses the King and Queen, at the same time pointing to the three good Fairies.] The gifts these have bestowed she will possess; I cannot take them back, or make them less: But her good fortune never shall be won Until at least a hundred years are gone. Nurse. A hundred years! Oh, what a frightful doom; She'll then be old, and hovering on the tomb. Fairy. Peace, chattering fool! Now listen, every one: I can't undo what is already done; It is forbidden, or I surely would. This princess will be fair, wise, rich, and good ; But not for you, proud sovereigns, shall be The glory of your child's prosperity. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 13 Though all these blessings on her head may fall, I can bestow a gift will spoil them all. — 'T is curiosity. — Aye, you may stare; The quality is not so very rare As to be made a fairy gift, you'll say: However, that's the tribute I shall pay. Lady Chris, {aside.) Bless me! Is that all, after so much fuss: She wanted, I suppose, to frighten us. King. We thank you, madam, for your generosity; There cannot be much harm in curiosity : It is a fault, no doubt, — but not so bad As many others that she might have had. Old Fairy. Short-sighted mortal ! you may some day know The fault is quite enough to work your woe. My power is great, either to bless or ban; You 're welcome to escape it, if you can. King [defiantly.) Say on, then, madam ; do your worst endeavour : You may fail yet, although you are so clever, For we have fairy friends, as you may see, As great and powerful as you can be. Old Fairy. Aha! So you defy me, — very well, "We'll see if they have power to break my spell. King. "What should we fear ? Speak, prophetess of evil ! Old Fairy. I warn you, king, 'twere better to be civil. 14 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Lady Chris, {aside.) Civil indeed! as if our king could be Civil to such an ugly thing as she. Old Fairy. I '11 tell you what it is you have to fear. Before this child completes her sixteenth year, I am mistaken if you do not see The fatal fruits of curiosity. Of this beware. — A simple spinning-wheel May a great danger possibly conceal; For it is written in the Book of Fate That if a spindle's point should perforate The finger of the princess, and it draws A single drop of blood, that prick will cause A sleep like death, which, at the least, will last Until a hundred years are gone and past, When some brave prince the magic spell may break, And then thu Sleeping Beauty will awake. [Exit. Queen {speaking to the beneficent Faikies.) Alas! dear ladies, what is to be done? Can you not save our precious little one From such a cruel fate? Is there no chance? "Will she indeed fall into such a trance? 1st. Fairy. Do not despair, — the danger may pass by If she is guarded with a watchful eye Till she is full sixteen, for then the charm "Will cease to have the power of doing her harm. Queen. A thousand thanks. She shall not quit our sight; "VVe '11 guard her carefully, both day and night : And since we know in what the danger lies, No spinning-wheel shall ever meet her eyes. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 15 2nd. Fairy. 'T is wisely spoken. 1st. Fair y. Xow our leave we take: The moon is rising, and our queen doth wake, So we must hasten to her fairy dell. 3rd. Fairy. May peace be on your dwelling! All three Fairies. Pare ye well! [Fxeunt Faieies. \_As the Faieies go off the stage the King and, Queen rise, and they and all the Couetiees make their bows and curtseys with profound respect. The Queen then resumes her seat, while the King comes forward. ] King. My Lord Fandango, we depend on you For aid and counsel. — Say, — what shall we do? Lord Fan. Your Majesty may reckon on my zeal. You must decree that every spinning-wheel Throughout the kingdom be at once destroyed, And not a single distaff be employed, On pain of death, for sixteen years to come. But, as there probably might be some Who would the royal mandate disobey In secret, it must be enforced this way : I will appoint commissioners to go Into all people's houses, high and low, To make strict search, and see that it is done. King. And let our treasurer for every one Give a full ounce of gold. We ought to pay For all the property we take away. 16 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Lord Fan. Your Majesty is ever kind and just. King. We always wish to be so, and we trust Our subjects have no reason to complain : "We would that they should glorify our reign. Now for the feast. — It is in vain to fret; At any rate there is no danger yet : So, for the present, let us banish sorrow, And drive dull care away until to-morrow. \The Nurse takes the baby from the Queen, who then rises, and, taking the King's arm, they go off, the company preparing to fulloio in couples.~\ Lady Chris. The wisest thing His Majesty has said. Lord Fan. {offering her his arm.) Permit me. Lady Chris, (taking it.) Thank you. {Aside.) He is not ill bred. [They follow the Xing and Queen, and the rest walk after them two and two, when the scene closes.'] [Between the first and second acts sixteen years are supposed to have elapsed, the Pkincess Fair Star being now a beautiful girl of that age. The King, Queen, and other most prominent characters should make some little alteration in their costume, to mark the difference of time, and give them the appearance of being somewhat older than before.] THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 17 ACT SECOND. SCENE L— A remote apartment in a castle. \_The room should have a dreary, deserted appearance, with no furniture but an old dingy couch, a large arm chair, and anything else that may look very antique. A recess at the back of the stage, with a curtain befoi e it half drawn, and in the opening is discovered the Old Faiey sitting at a spinning-wheel. She rises and comes forward?^ Old Fairy. So they are come; now I 've my part to play. The princess is sixteen this very da}', B 18 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. And I intend it shall be long before The dainty little miss is any more. A charming age to stop at, is it not? Why, many ladies would give all they've got Never to get beyond it. (Calk) Rick, my lamb, Come hither! Enter Rick. Rich. Madam, Mildew, here I am. "What do you want with me? Old Fairy. A service light And easy, but it must be done to-night. The King and Queen of the great Golden Isle Have come to this old castle for awhile, To give the Princess Fair Star change of air. She shall have change enough, and seme to spare. Hide. What are you going to do, if I may ask? Old Fairy (in a loud gruff tone.) Revenge myself! Rich. A very pleasant task; I always like to do so, when I can; Rut please to tell me what may be your plan About these royal visitors, since I Am going to have a finger in the pie. Old Fairy. Well, I have told you how I once was slighted, When Moonbeam and her sisters were invited To name the precious bantling. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 19 Rick. Yes, I know; And how, without being asked, you chose to go. I think you prophesied the babe would be A sleeping beauty, for a century; Yet she is still as wide awake as ever, How's that, I pray you? Old Fairy. Better late than never. She has had so much care, that I, in vain, Have watched for a fair chance my point to gain, And now the time is running out so fast, I am afraid of being foiled at last; Another hour completes her sixteenth year. Rick. Then you have not much time to lose, that '3 clear; For, if I comprehend aright, the charm Has then no power to do the maiden harm. Old Fairy. Harm! Why, 'tis nothing but a peaceful sleep, And she will still her youth and beauty keep Until she wakes again. Rick. Ah, yes! I see. But what's the service you require of me: Old Fairy. This. — If I should succeed, as yet I may, For I expect she soon will come this way, You must, at sunset, bring a car to bear The sleeping damsel swiftly through the air, Unto the dragon's castle in the wood; There she will be well guarded. Rick. Very good. 20 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. She will be safe enough when once she's there. {Aside.) That dragon's an uncultivated bear. Old Fairy. Take care that you are punctual. Rich. Never fear; At sunset I will certainly be here. [Exit. Old Fairy. Hark! Sure I heard a footstep — yes, 'tis she; That's right, my beauty, you shall welcome be. [She sits down at the wheel.~\ Enter Fair Star, {she does not see the Fairy.) Fair Star. "What a strange place is this. I should delight To ramble over it from morn till night. Such antique furniture! such curious floors, And painted walls, and long dark corridors! I wonder where they lead to. I'd find out, If they would only let me walk about At liberty. How pleasant it would be With nobody to interfere with me, There are so many things I want to know, So many places where I wish to go, Within these castle walls, though rude and plain, They may a number of fine sights contain. I would see everything, were I but free. Oh, why is such restraint imposed on me. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 21 Even now I ought not to be here alone, And it was very wrong to come, I own; But when I saw that I should not he missed, 'T was a temptation I could not resist. \_Sees the Fairy.] Hah! who is this! Good dame, what are you doing? What funny work! Is it some kind of sewing? Old Fairy. No, pretty Miss. I 'm spinning flax, you see. Fair Star. You're spinning flax? Whatever can that be? [_She touches, and examines the icheel.~\ This is the oddest thing I ever saw; Is it of any use? What is it for? Old Fairy. It is the way that thread is made, my dear; When I was young such work was common here; Even the greatest ladies in the land Would often sit with spinning-wheel in hand; Ah! those were good old times; but, well-a-day! Spinning is out of fashion now, they say. Fair Star. I should so like to do it. Let me try. Old Fairy. With all my heart. Nothing like industry, Especially in one so young as you. Sit you down here, and see what you can do. \The Fairy gets up, and the Princess takes her seat.'] Fair Star. Now, you must shew me how to turn the wheel. Oh, dear! I've pricked my finger, and I feel 22 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. So faint (rises.) What can it be? — the room goes round. My eyes grow dim — I cannot see the ground. And oh! look — look — here's blood! What shall I do? I'm dying — Father — Mother — Where are your \_Falls on the couch asleep. .] Fairy. 'Tis done: now I must vanish for awhile; The simple child! It almost makes me smile To think how very easily I've caught her; When, if her foolish parents had but taught her To know a spinning-wheel by sight, and shun it As dangerous, I never should have done it. [Exit. Enter Queen and Lady Cheistabel. Queen. I wonder where the princess can be gone; I wish she would not roam about alone, It makes me tremble still, although no harm Has ever come of that old fairy's charm; And, thank the Fates, she is sixteen to-day, Therefore the danger has now passed away; Still I am anxious she with us should keep. Oh, here she is, and fallen fast asleep. Poor child! she is quite tired, I dare say, So I will not disturb her. You can stay And watch until she wakes. Lady Chris. Dear madam, look; Here is a spinning-wheel in this dark nook! Queen. A spinning-wheel! Ko, no, it cannot be! Lady Chris. It is indeed, dear lady. — Come and see. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 23 \_The Queen goes towards the recess, sees the wheel, and rushes towards the couch.~\ Queen. There's blood upon her hand! I shall go wild! She's lost for ever — oh, my child! my child! \_Throws herself on her knees by the side of the Peiscess.] Enter King. King. What is the matter? Sure, I heard a cry, — "Where is my daughter? Lady Chris. Ah ! Your Majesty, A shocking thing has happened ; I 'm afraid Some fiend has been at work. — You are betrayed. King. How say you, lady, — What is it you mean? Has any accident befallen the queen? Lady Chris. No, sire — not her ; it is our sweet princess. If you just cast your eyes on that recess You will perceive how much we have to fear. King {going to the recess.) Ah! what is this? Who dared to bring it here? Lady Chris. Some wicked wretch, whose aim it was, no doubt, The fatal augury should be made out. The princess hath her finger pricked, that's plain, — Upon her hand there is the crimson stain; And there lies, in such a death-like trance, She does not seem to breathe. 24 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. King [approaching the couch.) Oh, sad mischance ! Had we but watched her closely till to-morrow, We should have all been spared this bitter sorrow. [He stands with his hands clasped together, looking mournfully at the inanimate form of the Princess, whilst Lady Christabel comes to the front of the stage.'] Lady Chris. It is indeed a lamentable case, "Would we had never come to this old place. To think that malice has prevailed at last, After so many years in safety passed ! That horrid witch ! Of course her hand is in it. — Who could have dreamed, that at the latest minute, She would have found, with so much cunning skill, The means of working out her wicked will? King. Pise up, dear wife, — it is in vain to weep ; Perhaps she may be wakened from her sleep. All the physicians in the realm shall be Summoned to give their aid immediately: In their great learning let us put our trust To give her back to us, — they will — they must. Queen (eagerly) Let us depart, then, hence, without delay. A litter must be ready to convey The princess to the palace: I will tell Our people this. You, Lady Christabel, Stay here and watch, whilst we go and prepare All for departure. — We must not despair. [Exeunt King and Queen. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 25 Lady Chris. Perhaps, now, after all, there 's no great harm ; It may be nothing but a false alarm : Yet it seems strange that she should sleep like this, Unless there's something very much amiss. I 've a great mind to try if I can wake her — And yet it might not be quite right to shake her. I '11 see if speaking very loud will do. — Princess ! princess ! the queen has sent for you ! Enter the Old Fairy. Old Fairy. Aye, you may try — but it is all in vain. Know that the girl will never wake again, Until some prince, renowned as brave and good, Shall slay the fiery dragon of the wood, Whose dwelling is a thousand miles away, In an enchanted land, where she must stay Till the time comes. It is a safe retreat, That never yet was trod by mortal feet. So take your leave of Fair Star, pretty dear! After the sun sets she will not be here. Lady Chris. You are a wicked creature — that you are. I do n't believe you — Old Fairy. Don't you? Ha! ha! ha! Well, we shall see; perhaps you'll change your tone When you wake up, and find that she is gone. \_She raises her staff and touches Lady Chetstabel, who instantly sinks into the great arm chair, and falls asleep. 26 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. The Fairy then goes to the recess where the wheel stands, and, holding aside the curtain, appears to look through a tvindow.~] The sun is setting, my brave sprite must haste To do his mission, — there 's no time to waste. So, here he comes, — the shadow of the car Falls on the tree tops. Now, good-bye, Fair Star. The scene closes. SCENE II. — Another room in the castle. {The King and Queen are sitting doicn, apparently absorbed in grief. Loed Fandango and two or three gentlemen in waiting are standing about.~] Lord Fan. (to a gentleman.) This is a sad misfortune. Gent. Very true; I don't know what to think of it — do you? Lord Fan. I think that ugly witch has kept her word, And what she threatened has at length occurred. Gent. I fear, indeed, that such may be the case, For she is one of the malignant race, That always bear an enmity to man, And will do all the mischief that they can. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 27 [A Messenger rushes m with affrighted looks, and kneels before the King and Queen, who rise in alarm.'] King. What is all this? Queen. Where's Lady Christabel? King. What new misfortune have you come to tell? Mes. Your Majesty, I scarce know how to speak. You sent me to the northern tower, to seek The princess, and to have her brought away Directly; so I hastened to obey, Taking the litter that had been made ready, With two strong men to bring it safe and steady; But when we got there, the princess was gone, And Lady Christabel was all alone, Lying upon the floor quite motionless. But what can have become of the princess, I cannot say. King. I'll go myself and see; My lord, I beg that you will come with me; It may be we shall find our daughter dear Awake again, and coming to us here. Lord Fan. Or, perhaps, she's gone to seek, if all is well, Assistance for the Lady Christabel. King. True, true, my lord; we trust that it is so. Enter the Old Fairy. Old Fairy. You are all wrong, therefore you need not go. 28 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Queen. That cruel fairy here! Then all is o'er, And I shall never see my darling more. Old Fairy. No, lady, never. I have taken care Of that. To-night she travels through the air, O'er seas and deserts, plains of burning sand, Rocks, mountains, wilds, to an enchanted land, Ere break of day, a thousand miles will part You from the petted darling of your heart. But never fret. — She'll sleep more safely there Than if she rested in your palace fair. The dragon's castle is both high and strong; She will be quite secure, however long Her slumbers last: it is a fine stronghold, And guarded well from all of mortal mould. Now call your flaunting fairies, if you will, And see if they can help you with their skill. Why, all their strength combined would not suffice To rouse the maiden, or unclose her eyes; Sealed by the Fates, they cannot opened be, Until she has fulfilled her destiny. Fair Star will wake again, but not till you Shall long have been forgotten. — So adieu. [_Exit. Queen. Ah, woe is me! My heart will surely break; It is so sad. Lord Fan. Dear Madam, comfort take. Queen. Speak not of comfort. There is nothing left For me but sorrow, since I am bereft Of my sweet child. There never more can be Another hour of happiness for me. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 29 King. Nor yet for me. We both shall be forlorn. Better for us she never had been born; And yet when ehildless, we were discontent; Alas! this is perhaps a punishment For daring to repine at Fate's decree. Henceforth the world to us will joyless be. This regal state is worthless to me now; My crown sits heavily upon my brow; I shall resign the throne. Lord Fan. Oh, say not so, Your Majesty. What will your people do? Should you indeed resolve to abdicate, Where will they find a king so good and great? No, no, your words can never be intended. King. The die is cast, my lord, our reign is ended. Greatness would only sad remembrance bring, — My brother will henceforward be your king. Lord Fan. The Prince Abdallah is both good and wise, His rare endowments every one must prize; And if we lose Your Majesty, I own None is more worthy to ascend" the throne. Queen (coming forward to the front of the stage. J Then farewell pomp and splendour, farewell all That would past days of happiness recal. In some secluded spot we '11 hide our grief, And wait till death shall come to our relief. King. Our glorious reign thus terminates in sorrow — Let King Abdallah be proclaimed to-morrow. The scene closes. 30 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. "'V k i km lilt ACT THIRD. SCEXE I. — An apartment in tlie Palace of the Golden Ides. \_A full length picture of the Princess Faie Stab, hangs on the wall. The time is supposed to he one hundred years later than the last act .] Prince Pharamond is discovered, gazing intently on the picture. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 31 Pliar. (dreamily.) How beautiful it is. — They say that she Was once a princess of this dynasty, And heiress to the throne. If it be so, It must have been a hundred years ago; For no princess is mentioned of our race "With such pretensions since Abdallah's days. There is a very wild and wondrous tale Which here among the peasants doth prevail, That she is living yet, in sleep spell-bonnd, Insensible alike to sight or sound, Still young and beautiful, as on the day She from the outer world was snatched away, And that in some enchanted tower she lies, Till Fate permits her to unclose her eyes. I 've often heard the legend when a boy, And used to think how great would be the joy To find her out, and bring her back to life, And then, perhaps, to win her for my wife. It haunts me still, that fancy of my youth : Can it be possible there's any truth In the strange story? Xo, — it cannot be. Why do I let it take such hold of me? I'll try to sleep awhile; and if I dream, Fair Star, sweet Fair Star ! may'st thou be my theme ! \_He throws himself on a couch and goes to 8leej).~\ Enter the three leneficent Faikies. 32 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 1st. Fairy. He sleeps, — the dream must come upon him now. I '11 pass my fingers softly o'er his brow; And in his vision he will then behold All that it is our mission to unfold. [She advances towards the Prince, and passes her hand across his forehead, then holds Iter wand over him and speaks.'] Prince Pharamond, if you would hope to wake The Sleeping Beauty, and the spell to break That holds her bound in slumber to this hour, Within the fiery dragon's lofty tower, You will have need to be as brave and bold As was Saint George, the champion of old. The time is come when all this may be done — The dragon may be slain — the maiden won. Ride forth, then, noble Pharamond, with speed; Take courage, and you surely will succeed. [She retires. 2nd. Fairy approaches the coach, and waves her wand over the Prince.] 2nd. Fairy. In a dense forest the Black Castle stands; Its walls were never built by mortal hands. There, in the eastern turret, may be found The princess, buried in a sleep profound; Still young and beautiful as when she fell A victim to the fairy Mildew's spell; THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 33 For though a hundred years and more she numbers, Time has no power to change her whilst she slumbers. Full fifty knights, hoping the prize to gain, In combat with the dragon have been slain: It is a bold adventure, — they who try Must be resolved to conquer or to die. [2nd. Fairy retires, and 3rd. Fairy advances.'] 3rd. Fairy. The journey is a thousand miles at least, Through dreary, trackless deserts, in the east, And fearful dangers will beset the way To daunt the traveller, by night and day. Fearless must be the heart, and strong the arm Of him who would dissolve the magic charm; But richly will his labours be repaid, Whose valour brings to life the royal maid. [1st. Fairy goes to the side of the Prince, and raises the point of his sword.] 1st. Fairy. Thy sword I charm. May it be firm and good, To cut thy passage through th' enchanted wood. And now, Prince Pharamond, awake! arise! Be thine the venture, and be thine the prize. [Exeunt Fairies. [The Prince awakes f rises, and looks round him as if in wonder.] c 34 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Phar. 'T was but a dream — there are no fairies here, Yet every word still dwells upon my ear. A thousand miles towards the east, they said, In a black castle I should find the maid. It is well worth the trial. I will go. The king, my father, will consent I know To let me travel for a year or two. I need not tell him what I mean to do, For he would be alarmed, and might refuse To give permission, so that I should lose The promised blessing, if indeed it be No fiction, but a sweet reality. It would be madness, now I have the clue, This wonderful adventure to pursue, To slight the happy fortune that doth seem To be revealed by this prophetic dream. And so, the fiery dragon I defy. Fair Star shall be released, or I will die. [Exit. SCENE II.— A forest with the gate of the Blade Ca& Enter Dragon. Dragon. The forest echoes to the sound of feet, Some mortal is approaching my retreat; For such presumption he must dearly pay — Another victim will be mine to-day. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 35 Already fifty knights of high renown I have in single combat overthrown, And he who comes here now shall meet the fate Of all who try to pass my castle gate. {Calls) Ho! Rick! Eater Hick. Rich. I'm here, my lord; what would you haver Dragon. Go quickly and discover what vile slave Dares to be coming hither, and for what. Haste, and bring me the tidings — loiter not. [_Exit Kick. I '11 teach him what it is for mortal bold To come unbidden to the dragon's hold. [He stretches himself on the ground lefore the gate, and in a few minutes the sprite returns^] Dragon. Well, what news have you brought? Who is so rude As on my privacy thus to intrude? Rich, "fis Pharamond, Prince of the Golden Isles, Come from his father's court, a thousand miles Away, the Princess Pair Star to awaken. Dragon. Ha! say you so? He'll find himself mistaken. Rich (comes to the front of the stage and speahs to himself.) I don't know that, for if I reckon right, It will be just a hundred years to-night 36 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Since I conveyed her to this dismal place, Where she was to abide for just that space Of time, without being roused out of her trance; But, after that, she was to get a chance; So, Master Dragon, have a care, for you Can hardly tell what this bold prince may dor Dragon. How near doth he approach? Rich. My lord, he is, I fancy now, within a mile of this. Dragon. Poor fool! He rushes madly on his fate, And will repent it when it is too late. Watch for his coming, and due notice give, The caitiff has not many hours to live. [Exit into the castle. Rich. That's as it may be. It would be rare fan, If, after all, the dragon should be done. Five hundred years this castle he has held, And whilst he holds it I shall be compelled To serve him. But he may be conquered yet, And I, perchance, a better master get. Hark! 'tis the footfall of a man I hear; jNow then, my master, Pharamond is near. [Exit into the castle. Enter Prince Pharamond. ' Phar. Yes, this must be the place — these dismal towers May well be the abode of evil powers. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 37 I heard strange sounds as through the wood I passed. Unearthly voices mingled with the blast, And frightful forms seemed from the earth to rise With fiery tongues, huge mouths, and threatening eyes; But when I drew my sword they disappeared As if before some object that they feared. J think the weapon must enchanted be; How easily it cut down every tree That blocked my path. Now, if it should be so, It might destroy the dragon at a blow, If such a being exists, and is the keeper Of her I 've loved so long — the beauteous sleeper, Who may perhaps be but a myth at last. Yet surely all my toils and dangers past Must lead to some good end. \_A loud roar is heard within the gate.'] Hah! what is that? \_He retires out of sight, and the Dragon appears.] Dragon. Who comes this way? Methinks I smell a rat! Advance, bold mortal, let me see your face — What do you want in this my dwelling-place? Phar. I seek a princess who is here confined A captive, whom your arts in slumber bind. It is my mission, as you soon will see, To break the spell, and set the maiden free. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Dragon. Ho! ho! vain boaster, I shall quickly teach You how to curb your tongue, and mend your speech. [Brandishes his flame-coloured sword."] Phar. Come on, then, monster, I despise your words, And care not, though a host of fiery swords Came in array against my single arm, I am determined to dissolve the charm. [He draws his sword, and rushes upon the Dragon, who retreats through the gate, Pharamond closely following. The gate is shut with violence, and a noise as of the clashing of swords is heard, then a heavy fall, and a deep groan.] Enter Hick, who dances about the stage in a variety of fantastic gestures. Rich. The dragon's killed, oh, what a lucky chance! Now Rick, my beauty, you may sing and dance, And, like a merry bird, your life enjoy, For you have got no master now, my boy. [Exit. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 39 SCENE III.— A room in the Black Castle. [Fair Star asleep on a couch.'] Enter Pharamond. He approaches the Princess, and kneels. Phar. Can this be real. Am I then so blest? Sweet Fair Star, thus I wake thee from thy rest. \_He kisses her hand. She moves, opens her eyes, then raises herself on her elbow.] Fair Star. Where am I? What has happened? Surely I Have been asleep. How was it? Let me try To recollect. — Oh, yes — the spinning-wheel — I hurt my finger, and it made me feel So strangely. I believe I fainted. Where Is the old woman who was spinning there? [She comes off the coueh, and looks round wonderingly.~\ But this is not the room; who brought me here? And who are you, sir? It is wrong, I fear, To stay alone with one I've never seen Before. Pray take me to the king and queen. Phar. Dear princess Fair Star, calm yourself, I pray; The king and queen are very far aw T ay. Fair Star. That cannot be, sir; they would never go And leave me here, oh, no! you do not know 40 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. How much they love me, or you would not say, To frighten me, that they are gone away. Besides, it can be scarcely half an hour Since I came from them, just to see this tower, And I must now return, or they will be Afraid I'm lost. Will you go back with me? Pkar. Lady, I' 11 go wherever you desire, Though it should be through water and through fire! Fair Star [aside.) How kind he is, and, oh, how handsome too; (To him.) Thank you, fair gentleman, if I but knew Where I could find my mother and my father, Or Lady Christabel, for I would rather She led me back, as they perhaps might be Displeased to see a stranger come with me. I dare say you can find her. If you do, I shall be very much obliged to you. [She walks about, looking at and touching everything in the room, while the Pbixce comes forward and speaks in soliloquy. .] Thar. Most wonderful, that a whole century To her should as a single moment be! How is it possible to let her know She went to sleep a hundred years ago? That all the friends she loved are long since dead? It must be told — and yet, the task I dread. Enter the three good Fairies. THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 41 1st. Fairy. Prince Pharamond, your work is nobly done; You well deserve the prize that you have won. Princess, you have a wondrous tale to hear, But, happily, you've nothing more to fear; All danger now is past, and you are free From a long period of captivity. Fair Star. "What mean you, madam? Everything doth seem So strange around me. Am I in a dream? 1st. Fairy. It is no dream. By a most happy chance You have been wakened from a long, deep trance. A hundred years, dear child, have passed away Since last your eyes beheld the light of day, And all the people who were living then Have long been dead. Fair Star. Shall I not see again My father, and my gentle mother? Oh, Lady, dear lady, do not tell me so! 2nd. Fairy. Grieve not, sweet Fair Star, fourscore years they numbered Upon the earth, before in death they slumbered. Fair Star (pressing her hand on her orow as if 'bewildered.') I cannot understand it. Why should I Remain so young, whilst all grow old and die? 1st. Fairy. This you shall soon be shewn, then you will know How great the debt of gratitude you owe 42 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. To this right noble prince, whose valiant arm Hath just released 3*011 from a cruel charm. Fair Star. How shall I thank you, prince? Pliar. Nay, thank me not, Sweet Fair Star, it has been my happy lot Prom the enchanter's power to set you free : And now, I hope, you will return with me To your own kingdom, where my father reigns; Its sunny hills, and verdant, flowery plains You must have trodden, long ere I was born, And still your youth is only in its dawn. Fair Star. The Golden Islands! Ah, yes, I should say It was but yesterday I came away "With my dear parents, from that lovely land To the old castle where I pricked my hand. 3rd. Fairij. It was that prick which made you go to sleep ; The spindle was enchanted. 1st. Fairij. Do not weep : Your days of childhood you must now forget, Like a past dream; and let no vain regret Disturb the happiness you may enjoy If you but wisely your new life employ. Fair Star. Tell me, kind ladies, what I ought to do: I will be guided, if you please, by you. 1st. Fair y. First, then, this noble prince you must reward, For liberating you with his good sword. Fair Star. Indeed I would most gladly do so now, THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 43 If he would condescend to tell me how. [_The Prince takes her hand, and hieeh gracefully on one knee at her feet.~\ Phar. Ah, charming princess! if I may decide, 'Tis thus. — I ask you to become my bride. I offer you my heart's devoted love, And hope these gentle fairies will approve. Fair Star. Fairies ! 2nd. Fairy. Yes, princess; and, moreover, know, We are your godmothers. Fair Star. Ah! is it so? Then I shall willingly bestow my hand On this brave prince, if such be your command. 1st. Fairy. 'Tis well, — The prince deserves to gain your heart. 3rd. Fairy. Now it is time I should perform my part. It was my province riches to bestow On the princess. Down in the vaults below, Of this dark castle, is concealed a treasure In silver, gold, and jewels, without measure: And, as the dragon has been overthrown, These treasures, Fair Star, now are all your own. Fair Star. Thanks, generous fairy, — not alone to me Should this magnificent donation be. He who destroyed the dragon with his spear Has the best right to all the treasures here. Phar. The greatest treasure is yourself, dear maid; Give me your hand, and I am well repaid. 44 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Riches and power we must henceforth share: I am my father's only son and heir; He will receive us both with welcome smiles, And you shall be the queen of Golden Isles. Fair Star. How shall I get there? is it very far? Phar. Let not the distance fright you, dear Fair Star; Trust to my arm and to my gallant steed — Neither have ever failed me at my need. 1st. Fairy. The journey will both safe and easy be; The way is now from dark enchantments free: No longer will you find a thousand miles Between this castle and the Golden Isles; The road is clear — the* distance is so short, One hour will bring you to your father's court. 3rd. Fairy. And all the riches I have promised, too, Shall be transported there, along with you. 2nd. Fairy. A carriage and full twenty horsemen wait For your commands, down at the castle gate, A proper escort for your bride, and we "Will meet you at the palace presently. Phar. Kind friends, you are so generous, and so good, I know not how to speak my gratitude. [Exeunt Fairies. Fair Star. I'm lost in wonder! Phar. Come, dear Fair Star, come; Let me conduct you to your rightful home. [Me leads her off, and the scetie closes.^] THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 45 SCENE IV.— The State Room in the Palace of the Golden Isles. [King, Queen, and Attendants.'] Enter a Messenger. lies. My royal liege, Prince Pharamond, in state, Has just arrived before the palace gate, Bringing with him a princess, and a score Of mounted knights, followed by many more Of less degree, in charge of some great treasure. The prince desires to know your will and pleasure. King. Him and the lady to our presence shew; The knights to the reception hall may go, There to await our summons : for the rest, You can dispose of them as may seem best. [Exit Messenger. Queen. If Pharamond has brought him home a bride, I trust she 's one we may receive with pride. He surely might have given me a voice Before he actually fixed his choice. King. There is not much to fear. I 'd stake my life Our noble son will choose a fitting wife. You may be sure he never will disgrace, By any act of his, our royal race. Enter Pharamond, hading Fair Stae by the hand. [The King and Queen rise from their seats. ~] 46 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. Queen (aside.) How like the picture of the doomed princess ! [Phabamond and the Princess approach, and kneel gracefully. ~] Pha. Dear father — dearest mother — deign to bless Your son and daughter. King. Rise, my children, rise; You both are welcome. Queen. This is a surprise, My son. Who is this maiden you have brought, Without an introduction, to the court? Enter three Fairies. Id. Fairy. Content you, lady, you have nought to fear, Fair Star should need no introduction here: Her story to you all must be well known, For she is the true heiress to the throne. Queen. Is that mysterious tale then really true? King. And you, most charming ladies, who are you? 2nd. Fairy. We are three sister fairies, and we come To welcome Fair Star to her childhood's home. 3rd. Fairy. 'Tis upwards of a century since we Stood last within these regal halls, to see The princess named, and then we did confer Some of our richest, choicest gifts on her. But there was an old envious fair}', who Bent upon mischief, came there to undo THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 47 All wo had done, as far as she was able, And caused the trance which you have deemed a fable. 1st. Fairy. To Pharamond was in a dream revealed The place where the young princess was concealed; And then he bravely ventured, for her sake, A daring enterprise to undertake. He journeyed far over enchanted ground, Until her dreary prison-house was found; To break the spell a monster dread he slew, Severed her bonds, and brought her here to you. Queen. This is in truth a wonderful romance; I am rejoiced at her deliverance. Fair Star, dear child, you shall my daughter be. [Embraces the Princess.] Fair Star. Oh, this is too much happiness for me! King. Give me your hand, my brave, my noble son, I glory in the deed that you have done. \_He gives his other hand to Fair Star.] This lovely maiden's right I freely own To share in your succession to the throne; Thus then I join your hands; and may you be Ever surrounded by prosperity. 3rd. Fairy. Great Sovereign, it is most nobly said; But you must know that Pharamond doth wed ]S T o dowerless maiden; she brings wealth untold; Your coffers will soon be well filled with gold. 48 THE SLEEPING BEAUTY. 1st. Fairy. Let every one rejoice. No cause of dread * Remains; the spiteful fairy now is dead. Proclaim the feast, and it shall be our care To bless the nuptials of the royal pair. [The arrangement of the characters as the curtain falls must be left to the good taste of the actors; but it may be suggested that the Prince and Princess should be the centre of a semicircle, the Queen and King on the right and left of them, and the Fairies a little in advance of the rest, but taking care not to hide the royal personages.] Twenty-one Stories are now ready. Price Threepence each. THE MAGNET STORIES, FOR v SUMMER DAYS AND WINTER NTGHT& WHEN WE WERE YOUNG. With Seven Illustrations. By the Author of "A Trap to Catch a Sunbeam." LOTTIE'S HALE-SOVEREIGN. With Three Illustrations. By Mrs. . 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