B M SDD 71b O o PRICE, 50 CENTS CorvRir.HT, 18 '.', IJv Daviei, O'CoNNEi.r. and H. J. Stkwart # SPRING viifc NOVELTIES IX PRINTED CHINA, INDIA ANI> PONGEE SILKS, COLORED DRESS GOODS AND WASH DRESS FABRICS We are now daily uncasing and exhibiting heavy shipments of New Spring Dress Materials Our importations of which are the most extensive ever brought to tliis market. Our display is a complete re- presentation o( Fashion's latest decrees in weaves, designs, color- ingin^, Phyllis is before me. The leavtrs muiujur Phyllis, and the birds sing her uame, and the ripple of the brook is one pceau to Phyllis, my adored one, my soul's queen. Solo, Lkovard i. Down by the mere I have watched the fair lilies Gleaming in sunlight, and darkeneil with shade, Under the oaks I 've lai", dreaming of Phyllis, Phyllis Uie fairest of Windsor's fair maids. The breeies that sigh through the leaves of the forest, B eathe Phyllis, dear Phyllis, coy, gentle and true, Tlie balm to this heart when its pain is the sorest Is Phyllis, sweet Phyllis, the memory of you. II. The timid doe moves through the forest's long grasses, So lightly and soflly, her mate by her side, I wish, as her lithe step my mossy seat passes, I could roam thus with Phyllis and call her my bride. Oh, Phyllis! my 'tender one,'beautiful Phyllis Is queen of the forest, sweet Phyllis, my dear — Queen of the forest, and fair as the lilies That float on the breast of the oak-shaded mere. Enter Phyllis Phyllis Ah, Leonard, thou seemest in doleful mood. Have the outlaws outwitted thee, and still bend the bow in Windsor glades where nought but the King's meu may hunt venison? Leonard Nay, Phyllis, I was but musing upon thee, sweetheart. Phyllis And am I a theme to make thee sad ? Out upon thee, thou gloomy gallant. But a truce to jesting. Why art thou so somber? Leonard I fear me, sweet Phyllis, thy father doth not regard mv suit with favor. Thy mother, when a few minutes ago I doffed my bonnet to her, did look on me so sourly that I was fain to slink away like my Sweetlips when she hath lost the trail of the deer. Phyllis Solo Away with such fancies. Have we not been brought up together, and betrothed from our cradle? I have no such gloomy fears. I tread on air to-day, so bright seemeth the whole world to me. I am to-day the happiest maid In A\ of Windsor town. With bonny snood mv hair I braid, And don my gayest gown. To please a lad in Lincoln green, A saucy, roving blade Who swears upon his faith He loves no other maid. 12 hlufk king hal Refrain Oh, my heart is full of glee, For Leonaid loveth me, And plucks fair lilies for his Phyllis From the mere by the trysting tree. We'll have a cottage wreathed with flowers, Oak shaded, and alone, And I shall love those happy bowers Beyond a monarch's throne ; And every night upon our hearth. The cheery logs shall burn And through the door the light shall stream To guide my love's return. Refrain, repeat Enter Bardolph Bardolph Why lingerest thou here, thou idle jade, when thou should'st be at thy mother's side preparing for the feast? Phyllis In truth, father, I did but wander hither to exchange greetings with my sweetheart, Leonard. Bakdolph Thy sweetheart ! Shameless hussy that thou art. How darest thou call yonder fellow thy sweetheart? Leonard Master Bardolph, this speech of thine sounds strangely in mine ears. Surely thou knowest how long 1 have loved thy daughter, and thou hast ever smiled upon and fostered my suit. Bardolph I foster thy suit ! Thou art a false knave to say so. My daughter is for nobler men than thee. Phyllis Oh, father! Surely thou art distraught with ale. Thou dost not mean those cruel words? Bardolph Ay, that I do. Thou shalt never wed Phyllis. Leonard Then, Master Bardolph, art thou foresworn? Trio — Phyllis, Leonard and Bardolph Leonard I love your daughter, I long have sought her, With luiml)le pleading and fervent faith, I've hoped by proving my constant loving. To win my Phyllis, mine own till death. ULUFF KING HAL 13 BaRUOH'U My dear young fellow, you must he mellow, Vou'vc halhed your lips in my rare old wine, My peerless girl will wed an earl. Nor stoop to courtship as low as Ihiue. Phyllis My doting father, he sure I'd rather With Leonard rt)ani through yon forest aisles, Than dwell iu manor, a uauie of honor, My haughty guerdon, a monarch's simJes. Leonauh Oh, Phyllis, bless you, I trust caress you, Thou cruel parent, pray stau'l aside, I can't deny you, niau I defy you, And gentle Phyllis shall be my bride. Eakdolfh Begone rash mummer, the beat of summer Has crazed Ihy brain which was ne\ei strong, Go to the revel, or to the devil, About my daughter you've hung loo long. Phyllis and Lkonard If we must part 'tis not for long, No, no, no, no, I cannot part. There's naught can change this loving heart 'Tis onlj- for a little while. So let us at ill fortune smile And patiently the hours beguile Till we are wed. BARDOLrH About her you have hung too long, Come, come, come, you'd beUer part, You cannot change her father's heart, She cannot marr}- yet awhile. To mate with you would cause a smile, A nobleman of this fair isle She'll some day wed. Away, thou sick-brained vagabond. And thou minx be off. Nay, but I will summon thy mother, and she will birch thee soundly for thv shameful- ness, thou willful hussy, who must forsooth keep tryst with this scum of the forest. Elizabeth! Elizabeth! Elizabeth! Exit Leon.^rd Alas, Phyllis, I feared this. And now adieu, my sweet one. I know that thou wilt be true to Leonard. Phyllis This idle wrath of my father's will pass awav, Leot-ard. Something hath gone wrong to ruffle him. But see, some yeomen of the guard come this way. Farewell, sweetheart, farewell. Exit Phyllis and Leonard Enter Buff King Hal attended bv two courtiers 14 liH FF KING HAL King Hal Kino What a merry lime tLe knaves are having, and soon, no doubt, they will clamor for the King. Leave me my friends, leave me. I would be alone. {Exit attendants.) How familiar these scenes are to me and recall the memory of those days ere the cares of state weighed heavily upon me. And so to ponder and rest before posing to those loyal clowns, the King hath gartjed himself as a simple yeoman. Alas, when his dark mood is on him he would willingly change places with the humblest forester in his train. KlNi/s ."*ULO I. Although the King, it pleaseth me To lay my crown aside, And wander in those woodlands free Old England's boast and pride. 'Mid all this pomp, 'mid all this state I envy those who find The joy denied, the proud and great, A truly tranquil mind. Though I am England's mighty King, And at my word, a thousand swords From their scabbards bright would spring, Yet dear unto my royal heart Is this forest life apart, Where I love to look on the shining brook And hear the blithe birds sing. There's not a haughty dame of all That flattereth the King, Who, should our Lord ordain his fall, Would words of comfort bring. How sweet through Windsor's wood to stray, And dream of sylvan sport. And for one bright hour put away The troubles of the court. Re/rai7i, repeat Enter Phyllis Odds fish ! What pretty doe is this which has strayed from the herd in our old Windsor? By the mass, but she is tempting to lonk upon. Away with gloomy thoughts. I shall woo her as the yeoman, ai.d if the yeoman fail, the King, perchance, may succeed. { 7 o^ Phyllis) How now, sweet maid, thou seemest indeed in doleful mood? PUVLLIS Sir, I know you not. King Faith, it would be strange and thou did'st, sweetheart, since it be truth that thy bright eyes have never looked on me ere this fortunate day. I'lIVLLIS Thou art of the King's guard.' Did'st come in the King's train? King Ay, faith did I, damsel. Art thou anxious to see the King? Phvlms I would much likf' to see his gracious Majesty, though they say he is marvelouslv ill-favored. IILUFF KIN(; HAL 15 KiNc; Odds iish ! Sweetheart, that be not so. Who told thee our good King Hal was not of comely presence? Phyllis KiNi Robert, the Constable of Windsor, did say unto me that he was crooked of the back, and had a vile trick of squinting, and thai the ladies of the court did not fancy him because of this vile habit of scjuinting, and that that We will have the knave scourged — the vile varlet to thus slander us and misrepresent us to our loyal and loving subjects. Pl[VLI.I> King La, sir, you speak as if you were the King himself. So does Constable Robert at times. He declarelh that there shall be no largesse distributed in Windsor but to those he names to Henry, and he doth have all his reckon- ings at my father's sent to the Royql Chamberlain. The swine ! I will have him whipped with bow strings until the blood comes. But, damsel, hast thou no pleasant words for a poor yeoman of the guard? {Business) Phyllis Kixc I pray you, do not molest me, sir. You soldiers of the King have a free way with you that we, modest maids of Windsor, admire not. Nay, now, thou coy wench. I will have a kiss. Come, sweetheart, for, by the mass, those lips of thine would tempt the Kins^ himself. And as a loyal subject, thou owest me suchi gentle rausome for speaking ill of his ^Majesty's gracious person. ruvi.i IS Sir, nnh^nd, me ( business). Help! Help! Father! Leonard! Leonard! Leonard rushes in FINALE Leonard Ho, villain ! are not our fair maids of Windsor town to be held sacred from thy polluting hands? Nay, I do not fear thy sword. Take this to remember Leonard, the Forester, Strikes him KiN(; Hal Knave, thy life is forfeit. I am the King. What, ho! Yeomen of the guard! A rescue! A rescue ! Seize and bind yon ruffian. He hath laid violent hands upon our royal person ; he hath buffeted the King. Chorus He hath buffeted the King, away with him. There shall be no clemency for ttiis bold ruffian. Phyllis, Dorothy, Elizabeth, Leonard, Rodert, Bardolph, King Hal / This Alas ( our merry making is over now, indeed, A direful ending to our festal day. }'eoman IG BLUFl" KISC. HAL Pjivllis My own true love will suffer for this deed, Unless the King his dread revenge shall stay. DouoTHv, Elizaiseth and Roheut This wretched Forester will surely get his meed Unless the King his just revenge shall stay. Leonard I care not now if I must suffer for this deed. Nor ask the King his dread revenge to stay. Bai;i>oli'h Oh, King! thy just revenge pray stay. King Hal My just revenge I cannot stay. Phyllis, Dorothy, Elizabeth, Leonard and RoimnT When brightly rose the sun, and we did loudly shout, " Long live the King," We little deemed the glad hours as they flew, such sad disaster to our hearts would bring. King Hal No pardon for an insult to the King. Chokus Alas ! Our merry making is over now indeed, A direful ending to our festal day. Phvllis' Oh, gracious King, look kindly down Upon this wretched girl, Brighter within thy royal crown Thau diamond or pearl Will mercy be ; heed not thy pride, My Leonard's life I crave, Else I, who am his plighted bride, Must share my sweetheart's grave. King Hal Maiden, thy prayers are vain. Yon rash youth must suffer, for he hath dared to raise his head against our anointed person. He must die. Phyllis Mercy ! King Hal No! Chorus, repeat Alas ! Our merry making is over now indeed, A direful ending to our festal day. CURTAIN i;i.l FF KlNi; IIAI, 17 ACT II. outlaws' camp in WINDSOR FORHST. (Ralph, the Out'aiv Chief, discoiered before the camp-fire.) Kaliii Those merry comrades of mine must be bathing their beards in Master Bardolph's October, defiant of the Constable of Windsor and all the rangers of the forest. Perchance the revellers have missed the path. I will guide them with a blast of the horn. Winds horn — response /'torn ivoods Enter Outlaws Oftlaws" Ciu)f;us Under the spreading branches we Live the life beyond compare, To never a despot we bend the knee, And our shafts fly everywhere. We have no fear to slay the deer King Henry calls his own, For we sturdily hold that this forest bold Is the merry outlaws' throne. Refi;ain Then ho ! ho ! ho ! bring hither the how, For the music that thrills our breast Is the twang of its string at morn, And the sound of the lusty horn. And at eve the troll, When we pass the bowl, And drink to the lass we love best. Solo, Ralph Our couch is under the greenwood tree, And the song of the forest queen. Dame nightingale warbles our 'ullaby, To soothe our slumbers serene ; May good luck attend the outlaws' friend. King Hal who gives us deer. May he stray this way, some summer's day And taste the outlaws' cheer. Refrain — Then ho I ho! etc. Dickon By St. I>unstan we have had a right, royal, merry making. Old Master Bardolph had a rare twinkle in his eye when he fdled our flagons, and we clicked and clinked with the yeomen of the guard. IS i;li rr- kino ifal An OimT/AW Ay, and you should have markeil how gravely frowned the Captain of the Guard when we sang thus flippantly of slaying the deer of Windsor. And though we passed as honest glovers of Oxford, there wasa license about our speech that ill became the citizens of that quiet burg. And thou, Dickon, didst also sing, for thy tongue w^as loosed by wine. Knave that thou art, thy flippancy nigh brought us to grief. DlC'KUN To grief? Marry, but I won the smiles of Dame Elizabeth herself, and she did hoarsely chorus my ditty. I'll give it thee, and thou say not it is a bonny troll, thou hast the ear of a raven, enamored only of thy own croak- SoM), DiricoM Old Reuben lived near Windsor wood. His dame two feet above him stood, Her ban 1 was strong, her tongue was long, And like a viper's sting. She sallied forth one market day And bade her spouse at home to stay, To sweep and scour, and every hour Fetch water from the spring. Refrain Oh, foolish dame, to go away And leave her spoiise at home to staj' ; When wives are gone, and men alone The devil gets his fling, Dickon When she came back from Windsor town She spied a maid with tresses brown So trim, so neat, so plump, so sweet, A morsel for a king. The good dame shrinked, " thou wicked wight, And thou false wench, I swear this night, Though for my pains I hang in chains. Thy dainty neck I'll wring." Refrain — Oh, foolish dame to go away, etc. DiCKOX vShe grabbed her distaff from the wall, This angry female, grim and tall, And fierce and wroth she trounced them both With purpose deep and fell ; But when the poor wench dropped her hood And raised her face all stained with blood, The dame exclaimed. " for aye I'm shamed 'Tis Reuben's sister Nell !" Refrain Oh, foolish dames, see you take care. Of passion's promptings aye beware. What mars the lives of doubting wives? The green-eyed monster's spell. Ralph What is the gossip of Windsor now ? IJLt'FF KIM; MAI, 19 DUKON Faith they do say that the Constable of Windsor has ^nveii his heart to Mistress Dorothy ; that Master Bardolph is enamored of the same; that Dame Klizabeth has potent cause of jealous (luarrel, and that I^eonard, the forester, has pledged his troth to tlie fair I'hyllis, and that the burly inn- keeper looks frowniugly upon his suit. An OiTLAW Ay, but thou hast not heard the latest. Kam'ii Prithee, what is that ? An Outlaw Leonard found King Hal himself masquerading as a simple yeoman, and making violent love, forsooth to Phyllis, his sweetheart. Whereupon he dealt him such a buffet that his Majes'ty did tumble to the earth, and then . did blow his horn, aud the yeomen did rush ou and seize Leonard, who did presently burst his bonds aud flee, aud that he is here now a fugitive in the forest. Brave tidings indeed. Leonard, the Ranger, ths best guard of King Henry's deer, an outlaw like ourselvesl By St. Duustan, we shall drain a cup to that merry jest. QrAnrKTTE— RAI.PH, Dickon and Two Ouxr.AWS About the court 'tis pleasant sport A proud King's smiles to woo, With head bent low aud humble bow\ A royal favor sue, But at a king!)- frown A favorite's sun goes down And his Majesty's grace Will fill his place With the very next smirking clown. Cnop.rs Then, comrades, all fill up, Pour full to the brim the cup. And let the forest ring With a merry toast to the King, For the outlaw's boast is a King for a host, Then a merry toast to the King, the King, A merry toast to the King. Quartette Upon my word there's many a lord, Who dwells in courtly bowers, W^ould gladly give his wealth to live, This wholesome life of ours. No debt the outlaws owe, F'or the forest paths they know. And the peddlar's pack. And the abbot's hack, They take when they will, I trow. Refrain — Then comrades all fill up, etc. Rai.I'H What ho! Who conies hither? Enter Leonard 20 1;LUKI' KINd HAL Ralph A ranger of the forest! Bows and staves! Comrades, bows and staves! Had not this stranger a posse at his back he would not have dared to thus invade our forest retreat. Leonard Nay, nay, unbend your bows. I have naught to do now with yeomen or forest rangers. I am a fugitive, and like the wounded hart, have left my King, never again to join the herd. Rai.i'ii Be not so downcast. Master. Why, it be Leonard ! Thou were ever a bold lad, Leonard, and although we slay thy master's deer without royal warrant, we bear thee no malice, but hold thee in fair esteem as a right honest fellow. We have had tidings of thy mishap with King Hal, and when we drew shaft on thee it was in jest, to sbow thee how briskly our merry men can meet a foe. And now we will prove how heartily they can greet a friend. We have a fair tap of wine, which uathless thou wilt not disdain. It will cheer thee, lad, a cup for our guest. All drink, Leonard sings Leonard, Solo i. The clouds are gathering darkly o'er me, The gloomy night is sad and drear, The bitter future lies before me. To roam these woods, a stricken deer; Ah, never more, when toil is over. And curfew rings from Windsor's tower. Shall Phyllis fly to greet her lover, And joy be mine for one brief hour. Refraix Love, though I'm now alone. Though all life's joys are flown. Thy spirit shall be near me, Thy memory, love, shall cheer me ; When on the cold turf laid. While winds sigh through the glade, My soul in dreams shall flee Oh, Star of Hope, to thee. No more our constant passion proving, We'll wander 'neath the harvest moon. Oh, nights of joy! oh, nights of loving! Oh, blissful dreamings ! fled too soon ; 'Tweie better far we twain had parted Ere we had loved so fond and true, Then we had ne'er been broken hearted. Nor passion's garland changed to rue. Refrain, repeat Rat.pu Cheer up friend Leonard, the outlaws will gladly yield thee food and shelter. Beshrew me, if thou art not a comely lad, and ere the King's yeomen get thee, our quivers shall be emptied in thy defence. Thou art one of us from henceforth. Dickon Nay, he hath not yet taken the oath. Remember our lules, good chief. BLIFF KING HAL 21 KaLI'II Thou art right, good Dickon. I will fortlnvilh ridniinister it, and never have I done it with better heart. Dickon r. Will you every Sunday morning be seen inside your pew ? And when the plate conies round, will you dip into your purse? Will you geuullect and sing and pniy, as other Christians do, And never, never (juarrel and never, never curse? Should bad companions ask you in public spots to pose. To ogle pretty girls, and sober matrons quiz, And look upon the wine cup, will you turn up your nose? And never, never, never, a pretty damsel kiss? Chorus If this you cannot do, We have no place for you, Your comrades all 'neath forest bough, Have pledged this very solemn vow. Prepare to take this promise then, To me and to these merr}- men, You swear to be, by tree and glen, Forever true. When Sunday School is over, and you wander through the grove. The soprano on your arm beneath the spreading trees, W^ill you well and truly promise to never mention love, Or the hand upon your jerkin with gentle pressure squeeze? When her lips appear most tempting will vou turn your head away ? Nor look into her bright eyes, a saucy smile to win. In that moment of temptation will you then devoutly pray To St. Dunstan for deliverance from every sort of sin ? Chorus, repeat Leoxard And now, most worthy Captain, that I am indeed a free son of the forest of Windsor, prithee, what shall my duties be ? Ralph Thou dost bend a good stout bow, Master Leonard, and thy task shall be to help keep this goodly association in fat venison. Dickon Nathless thou mayst be called upon to cry " Stand and deliver" to some of the fat artisans of yonder town. Leonard Ay, but how about my going to church and robbing too ? Ralph An thou thinkest those who go to church do never rob? Thou must be as green as the moss on yonder oak. Faith, good comrade, the churchmen do rob in the towns and we, free sons of the forest, do but take from them that of which they were never justly possessed, and restore it as beseems us to the tradesmen of Windsor. But mark ye, the dawn is near. The kind maidens of Windsor who do, for certain round pieces, taken perchance from their father- confessors, keep our larder furnished, will shortly be here with their merchandise. 22 BLUFF KING HAL ClH)l;lS OF OlTLAWS Hail to ibe dawn, the night is gone, Welcome the sun, the gloom is over, Come gracious beam and shine upon The bosky dell and tangled cover, Where slumbering lie stag, doe and fawn, Hail to the dawn ! Hail io the dawn ! the forest streams, Which through the night 'ueath mosses dark e, Will soon flash back the sun's glad beams. And in his bright rays gayly sparkle, And sing his praise to lea and lawn. Hail to the dawn ! Maiden's Chorus, behind the scenes Through fragrant grasses our steps we bend. We village lasses, the outlaws' friend. , Enter maidens The gardens' rarest, the gardens' best, We cull to honor the outlaws' feast. Refrain On the verdant turf let the feast be laid. For the outlaws' friend is the village maid, Our task is done, the morning sun shines on the glade. The kiue are lowing, come, maidens, come. We must be going, we're far from home, When shadows gather and skies are gray. We'll wander hither at close of day. At close of the Maidens' chorus Robert appears from behind a tree un- perceived by the Outlaws. Egbert, amh Here is a dangerous mess for the Constable of Windsor, hidden within a bow's length of you godless knaves. But this is my opportunity to restore myself to the favor of the King bv capturing this runagate forester. A plague upon that jade Phyllis, who did tell his Majesty that I spake ill of his comeliness, and thus did place me in this most gruesome plight. In a few minutes the yeomen of the guard whom I have directed hither will be upon them. Heaven send they be speedy, for if I am discovered I will be undone. Dickon, selzlwj RoiiK.RT Hark ! What miracle is this? I am a villain if we are not strangely fav- ored with guests to-day. By the mass! here we have some good man who has lost his way in the forest and doth crave the society of honest gentlemen. Or, perchance, h6 poacheth good King Henry's deer, which we have sworn to protect to the end of our lives. Come hither, knave, and give an accounting of thyself. What business hast thou in the depth of Windsor forest? Speak, or I shall split thy weasand with my dagger. Robert Oh, good gentleman, do me no violence ! Truly, I but came here by the advice of my leech, a wise man, who counseled me to pluck a certain herb for the cure of a rheum which sorely afflicteth me. KLrFF KINC IIM. ^.i Bring hither the coxcomb, good Dickon, and we, I trow, shall find a rem- edy for his rheum better thau any leech iu Windsor. Dickon drags Robert towards thejire. Robert — aside I am undone. I am a ruined man. The fair plot I had conceived for delivering this ruuagate into the hands of the yeomen of the guard is utterly astray. Pray Ileaveu I get back to Windsor with my life. An Leonard penetrateth this disguise, they will spit me with their shafts like wood- cock. K.vi.ri[ Master Leonard, thou art fairly well acquainted with the people of Wind- sor. Dost thou know this bearded wight? Leonard approaches Robert and peers into his face Lkon Aui) — aside Robert, the Constable of Windsor I RoMKKT Oh, good neighbor Leonard, for old acquaintance sake, betray me not ! Leon.vrd Thou skulking dog, thou wouldst have but thy deserts, did I proclaim thy name and occupation. But though I know I am thy quest this time will I spare thee. Raliu Dost know him, Leonard? Leonard Ay, faith, I do not. Captain. Methinks he is some skulking dog of a poacher who has wandered this way to unlawfully snare the king's wood- cock. Dickon Ha ! Sayest thou so ? Then doth he encroach upon our royal privileges by deputy. What sayest thou, Captain? Shall we spit him? Shall 'we make a brocheteite of him ? Shall we turn him before the fire ? even as he would have done to those fat birds, which are ours by the divine right of possession. Robert Oh, spare me good gentlemen! indeed, I am an honest person and mean no harm. Ralph Faith, that settles thee. Being honest, thou are no company for us ; therefore shall we dispatch ihee. Bind him to the tree, Dickon, and he who first plants a shaft in the knave's liver, which he would bave swollen at our expense, will pledge me in a bumper of malvosie. Outlaws rush on Robert Robert Oh! spare my life gentlemen and I swear I shall never stray hither again. Ralph It shall be our care to see thou keepest the oa'h good. Bind me the knave promptly, and six of you fellows, bend jour bows and give him a Windsor welcome. OuTLWVS seize Robert, who shrieks ivith dismay and drag him to the campfire. 24 Dickon BLUFF KING DAL L-t US have some sport from the varlet first. Sing, fellow, and perchance we may spare thy life. Oh, gentlemen, I cannot sing. I can but bemoan the ill-fortune which conducted me hither. LKONAiiD — Aside ] ^^ And thou meetest their humor, there may be some hope for thee. Roi'.KRT Faith then, shall I essay a ballad though the Lord knows I never felt less in the mood. Dickon Sin^s When I was a babe, my mother Would tether my wandering feet, And the neighbors would say to each other "Oh ! isn't that baby sweet." How happy I'd be if that tether Had been round my ankles when The devil and [ together Fell in with these dreadful men. Refrain Put down those horrid bows For owls and dears and crows And all the wild things in the wood They may be exceedingly good. But gentlemen, pray, put your arrows away. And don't shed a poor man's blood. Chorus Put down those horrid bows ? We keep them for our foes. And for vermin we find in the wood. They prove so exceedingly good. That unless 3'ou can say why you straggled this way Those arrows will taste your blood. Robert When I was a lad, my father, If I wandered by dell and ditch Would never talk wise, but rather His precepts enforce with a switch ; In the churchyard his bones lie under A big monumental stone, I wish he'd my hide cut asunder ' Ere I'd strayed in this forest alone. Chorus as before Dickon Well sung, and by the mass, thou shalt have good reason to regret thy mother's tether and thy father's switch, 'ere another hour has passed. Robert But thou didst say that thou would'st spare my life, an' I sang for thee. Oh, Master Leonard, do in mercy intercede for me! ULUFK KIN(i HAL Ralph Master Leonard, how now! [Turning to Leonard) I thought thou didst uot kuow this stranger, worthy Leonard ? PuKox, {plucking off Kowv.kv's beard) By St. Hubert, a miracle! Behold in our stranger guest the worthy Constable of Windsor ! Ol TLAW.S The Constable of Windsor ! Ralpu Faith, it be the Constable of Windsor. Dickon Ay, it is the same poppinjay who did swell with pride this morn and sing, •* For I am the Constable, the Constable of Windsor." Ralph The treacherous knave ! Bend your bows, comrades, this fellow is here with no good intent. I doubt uot but the yeomen of the guard are at his heels. Keepest thou guard here, Leonard, while we explore the outskirts. I have placed trusty Hugo by the oak copse ; but Hugo, though faithful, is a drowsy knave, and believeih not in lurking foemen. Leonard I will be vigilant and should danger threaten, I will wind my horn. Ralph Good, and now for the present, adieu. We will make safe disposal of this spy of a constable, so he giveth not the alarm. Chorus of Ol tlaws Look here, be still, look here, look there, And be your steps as light as air, W^e soon may hear the foeman near, Don't stir a leaf, my lads, beware, Move on in silence, now take care, King Henry's hounds have found our lair, The foemen come with bow and spear. Exit Ralph, Dickon and Chorus Leoxaed Ah, into what a coil have I brought those wild but true-hearted men. Well, they have given me shelter and good fellowship, and I will stand with them to the death. Enter Phyllis Leonard Phyllis ! Phyllis Oh, Leonard ! Leonard Sweetheart, why hast thou braved the dangers of the forest? Knowest thou not this is the hiding place of desperate men ? 26 hluif kino hal Phyllis Fly. ni)- beloved, fl)'. Nay, do not tarry a moment. Last night the yeo- men of the Guard, while carousing at my father's inn, were approached by Robert, the constable, who did tell them that he would guide them hither where he knew thou must have taken refuge. Fly, Leonard, they will be here anon, and have sworn thy capture alive or dead. Leon A HI) My own Phyllis, my brave and true sweetheart. I cannot desert my com- rades who have placed me on guard. Surely thou would'st not have thy Leonard a craven. It were ill return, sweetheart, for such generous hospi- tality. Phyllis But they will slay thee, Leonard. The king's wrath is fearful, and una- bated. He hath sw'orn that thou shalt die for the indignity thou hast put upon him. Leonard Even so. I cannot foreswear my trust, gentle Phyllis. Would I had plunged my dagger into that knave Robert, 'ere I had schemed to save him. Leonard -^^^ Phyllis, I must do battle for my friends, or if they seek me alone, sur- rendei, so they receive amnest}-. Alas ! sweetheart, we have fallen upon dark and evil times. Phyllis But, Leonard, thou wilt ever love me, is it not so? Leonard Nay, Phyllis, it were heresy to doubt it. Hark, sweetheart, and I will tell thee. Duet — Leonard, Phyllis Doubt that streams through forest flowing Kiss on sands the yearning sea ; Doubt the sun at noontide glowing. Doubt the stars, but doubt not me. Refrain Love shall live for aye and ever. Stream and wood and zephj'r's breath, Murmur nought shall love dissever. Love endureth after death. Phyllis, Solo Sav those dear w^ords o'er and over, 'Till the birds with carols sweet, Fill the woodlands, and each lover To its mate those vows repeat. Phylus and Leonakd, Re/raiti, repeat Enter Ralph Trio — Phyllis, Leonard and Ralph Ralph Ho, Leonard! trusty Hugo, who keepeth watch and ward, By yonder copse hath seen approach the yeomen of the guard. They come in force — 'tis thee they seek — we'll keep the knaves at bay. Fly, Leonard, fly, we'll check them till thou art far away. BLIKK KINti HAL 27 I'llVLl.l- Fly, I^eonard, fly, thou knowest well each tangled forest path, Thou can'st escape, iiaufjht hut thy death will cool proud Henry's wrath, His charj^es to the yeomen are to take thee live or dead, A hundred crowns are offered him who brings the king thy head. Lkonaro This noble maid, good master Ralph, has brought those tidings here, The hounds have found the warm trail, Ihey follow close the deer, But while this arm can wield a blade, and Rnglish bow can bend, T'will not be said that Leonard failed to battle for his friend. FINALE Enter Outlaws and Chorus We are surrounded dell, copse and glen Are filled this very moment with King Henry's men. Shall we surrendei ? Captain give the word, Or shall we bend the bow, and greet with dart and sword ? Ralph Stand together, stand fearless, stand one and stand all, Let no heart wax faint though your captain should fall, Let all those who truly love us. Swear by the blue sky above us. Never to shun the battle, at their chieftain's call. Chorus repeat ClIOKUS We > They ) have lived brave lads together, Merry souls who recked not whether Storms or sunlight gracious ] our Filled d their forest spacious, Shielding us from wintry weather. Stand together, etc., repeat. Towards the condusion of the chorus, the yeomen of the guard appear in tear of stage, sui rounding the outlaws, and unperceived by them. At close of Chorus the outlaws behold the yeomen, and bending their bows oppose the arquebusses of the foe whilst the village maidens s^roup in attitudes oj fear in center of stage. Rol^ert falls on his face in abject terror. TABLEAU Phyllis -S BLUFF KING HAL ACT III. A STREET IN WINDSOR SAME AS IN ACT I, EARLY MORNING. ( Townspeople discovered outside the " Star and Garter Hostelry.'') Waltz CiiDins Have you heard the awful tidings Of this morning's sad affray, How a hundred men were slaughtered, And a hundred ran away ? How sixty burly yeomen Surprised the outlaws' den, But ere the knaves surrendered, They lost six score of men ? Solo, [One of the Chorus) Friends, be not confounded About this bloody field. The list of killed and wounded Shall worthy Bardolph yield. CnoRrs (knocking at Batdolph's door) Hey, Bardolph, rouse from slumber. With wine thou must be filled. Wake, thy gossips want the number Of the wounded and the killed. , Bardolph appears at aw tipper window Bardolph, Solo How now, how now, ye varlets cease. How dare ye thus disturb my peace? To your beds, ye knaves, shall Windsor's name For rest and peace be put to shame ? How dare ye at my door thus whack ? Away, away, ye'U get no sack. Chorts Come, honest Master Bardolph, we fain would have the tell Of the great fight in the forest, where a hundred yeomen fell. Bardoli'h, Soi-u Go to, a hundred yeomen, faith Two hundred outlaws met their death ; Their corses now bestrew yon glade, Like green twigs lopped by keen edged blade I'll juin ye soon, and ye shall know How gallant Rob o'ercame the foe. Chorus The constable of Windsor, this gaudy, giddy loon, Yet we his valor doubted, and deemed him a poltroon, Beneath that garish doublet, which we did so deride. There lurked a mighty purpose and a heart that throbbed with pride. Etiter Bardolph • HLUKI' KINC II Al *J'.I BAi;iK>i.rir, Soio When Master Robert saw the foe, lie drew his falchion keen, And dealt their chief a lusty blow, Which brou};ht him to the green ; Then, springing like a tiger fierce, Whose fangs have tasted blood, Five outlaws next did Robert pierce Within that gory wood. ClIORlS Hurrah! bold Rob for you, You'll surely be a knight To London town the tidings bring. How Windsor's hero served the King, And forty outlaws slew. Bardoli'h Then twenty outlaws knelt them down, And begged for mercy sore. Cried Robert, "Hev, for Windsor town!" And slaughtered fifteen more; The yeomen of the guard did naught, Not one of them ere stirred. For when they saw how Robert fought, Each sheathed his bloodless sword. Refrain^ repeat Enter Robert Robert — Aside Lud a mercy ! I am forever disgraced. Not a babe in Windsor but will learn of how I fain did court the shelter of the stout oak against the shafts of those villain outlaws. And here approacheth this tosspot Bardolph, to make my sham more public. Bardolph How now. most valiant constable? Why lookest tbou downcast, my man? The whole village is ringing with the story of thy prowess. Robert My prowess? You must be distraught, man ; I but did — well, but did but did Bardolph Away, Master Constable. Thou did'st wonders. An' by the mass, thy gossips are here to greet thee. Bear up, man, thou wert not wont to be over modest. Robert — Aside A miracle ! they have heard some strange tale. Well, I shall bear myself beseeminglv, what ere befall. There is great power in good round lying, an' it be well done. ( To Bardolph). Who has brought the story of the fray? Bardolph Even I, Master Constable. Chorus Bardolph ! Bardolph ! 30 lil.UFF KIN<; HAL Dorothy RoBEirr - Aside I shall meet their mood to the end. {Aloud.) Well, we did but our devoirs, and gave the outlaw knaves to learn what pith lies in the body of Windsor's constable when he is fairly roused. Faith, it tickles our humor when we recall how the knaves squirmed when we cried " St. George and Windsor ! " and " Lay on, lay on ! " and did then fall upon them most lust- ily. And now, Master Bardolph, let those good people be merry at our expense. Summon thy drawers and stint not. Yesterday they drank to tlie king ; to-day, let the Constable of Windsor, and his Majesty, too, heaven bless our gracious liege, be their toast. ClIOKUS Hurrah! bold Rob for you. You'll surely be a knight. To London town the tidings bring How Windsor's hero saved the king, And forty out'aws slew. Exit Chorus singing above RolJERT Beshrew me, an' I don't feel as sore as if I had whacked those villain outlaws with my falchion instead of seeking wholesome shelter behind that good oak where never a dart might find me. The news is all over the village, an' if those scoundrelly yeomen do not gainsay me I shall win my spurs and well sustain my knighthood with fair Mistress Dorothy's yellow pieces. It behooves me now to discover how many of them they be. My knighthood is not of cheap purchase. And by the mass, here she comes. I'll press m}- suit warmly. Enter Dorothv DoROTHV O ! Master Robert, vve deemed thou wert even now with the king's leech, because of thy wounds. Surelj^ thou must be sorely hurt ? Hor.ERT Nay, nay, sweet Dorothy, knowest thou not that it was the hope of winning thy smiles, thy favor, my peerless Dorothy, that spurred me on to those daring deeds of arms ? DORO PHY Now that thou art a warrior of renown. Sir Constable, an humble dame like Dorothy may not expect to find favor in thy sight. RoKEKT An' they give me the accolade, then wilt thou be Lady Dorothy. Thy late spouse was ever a saving wight, I am told. Dorothy That he was, Master Robert. Robert But it was all the better for thee, sweet Dorothy, for had he been a roister- ing blade, and spent his broad pieces in the ale house, they would not now be thine, peerless minx that thou art. Is it not so, my sweet Mistress ? Dorothy Thou speakest aright. Master Robert. All the broad pieces the cobbler spent on me would not cover the rim of thy bonnet. RuI'.ERl Humph, 'tis a narrow rim, my Dorothy. A knight's lady will have more use for money than a cobbler's spouse. HI.IKK KINti UAI, 31 Dorothy Thou reasonest bravely, Master Robert, aud uatbless the kiiij^ will reward thee for thy dariug. RoisKin Ay. that he will, Dorothy. Aud with thy little store we shall make a gal- laut show. (.-Isidc.) How keeu of fence the dauie is. ['I hionnni:: luntself at Dorothy's feet.) Queen of my soul, wilt thou, oh, most beautiful one! look kindly upon thy suppliant lover ? Dorothy , wilt thou be the bride of Robert? Nay, an' thou deny me, I shall tear the bandages from my green wounds and e'cfi bleed to death, {/iusiuess.) Dorothy {Business.) Nay, thou shalt not. Robert, tender and dauntless one. lam forever thine. {Business.) Bueit— Robert and Dorothy ROHEKT When the merry bells are ringing. And the village maids are singing. Then Dorothy, sweet Dorothy, she shall be my winsome bride. Dorothy Oh, my Robert, fond and gracious, We will live in courtly hall, And will shun poor friends audacious, Should they ever dare to call. Both When the merry bells are ringing, And the village maids are singing, How merrily, how cheerily, Ring their chimes the bride to greet. ROI'.EUT Then shall Windsor's maidens sueing, My fair lady's grace bestrewing, Fair roses, sweet roses, 'Neath her lightly tripping feet, L>URI>T1IV Then will I, all sweet and smiling, Glauce upon the joyous crowd, E'n the humblest knave beguiling, So they may not deem me proud. Refrain, repeat KoiJERr ihusinoii) But hark, what tumult is this';? See, the throng cometh this waj'. Dokuthy The yeomen of the guard, with their prisoners, whom thou captured, hold Robert. Enter yeomen of the. r/tiard with outlaws bound accompanied by chorus Chori'.s Ho! neighbors, see the constable, Who, with his gleaming sword. Didst conquer all this outlaw band, Pray say how it occurred '! Enter ELr/.VT.ETU 32 bluff king hal Elizai'.eth I "11 tell ye how, pray gossips stand aside, ril soon subdue that swelling braggart's pride. He to my house did lately discord bring, Yon wretched coward, vile and viperous thing. Elizahetii [sitif^s) Yon miserable skulker, behind an oak lay prone, And when the band their stout bows drew did pitifully moan. And mutter, " ]^ord, preserve us, a hundred tapers bright "I'll vow to good St. Dunstan's shrine if I escape this fight." CnoKT.s Oh, dame, thou dost not say, That prone upon the clay. Our valiant Robert laj^ Through all this dire affray And never drew his sword to smite. King He iry's foes with main and might, But wept and shrieked and courted flight. And howled in dire dismay. Oh, Robert ! oh, Robert ! for shame, for shame. Elizabeth He had no words but "Mercy," and "Gentlemen, forego," For when those ugly bolts be loosed red blood will surely flow. This fight doth nought concern me, for I'm a man of peace, Kind outlaws, honest yeomen, this fearful brawling cease. Chorus repeat, "Oh, dame, etc. Etiter King Hal Hal Hal still I see this mummery proceeds; Back to your homes until the dangerous seeds Of rank disloyalty be rudely crushed — away Windsor shall rue this most disastrous day. Enter Phyllis Phyllis Oh, King, behold me at thy feet, A wretched maiden kneeling! Mercy in monarchs, sire, is sweet, Oh! heed me thus appealing To thy great heart, my liege, my lord, Whom all thy subjects cherish. Ihen give me. King, thy royal word That Leonard shall not perish. Chorus Hear the maiden's pleading, gentle Henry, hear. And to thy suppliant lend a gracious ear. Hal No pardon, maid, to him I yield He dies this very morn. Although the rose of this fair field Shoulil perish with the thorn. Enter Leonard, boiuid on his 7vay to execution ISI.l TF K1N<; IIAI. 33 Ciioia 8 ! mournful spectacle, Mark, Leonard bound in cruel chains. Ah ! hosv sad his fate, Piiyllis IS dest)hite. Those lips once red, but now so wan Shall wear no smdo again- Phyllis cruel king ! cannot my life atone For Leonard's dire oifense? Speak, 'tis thine own. Do what thou wilt with me, but set him free. Oh ! have compassion ou our misery. Hal — Aside My heart is strangely touched (/o Phyllis) Sliould we thy lover free, What wilt thou do to thauk our royal clemency ? Phyllis Storm heaven's gates with prayers for my king. H \L — [laughino;) And he may need them {(isidc) 'Tis a little thing To curb my pride. (To P/ii/lli-s) Well, "tis done. Release Your prisoner, captain, let him go in peace. Chorus Hail to thy clemency ! Oh I greater now Rest's England's crown upon tiiy royal brow. LtO-NAKD Henry, now a thousand times my king. My life is thine, and when the offering May spare thee but one pang, be liConard nigh For Henry's royal sake to gladly die. Leonard and Phyllis — Duet Shine on fair sun for aye. Through all this merry day, Sing on ye birds, flowers, bud and blow, Flow gently streamlet, blithely flow. Phyllis Hark! list the breeae. Our tale tell to the trees. Our tale of love and constant faith. Is carried on each breath. Both Sweet now is life, fragant the flowers, Hope's fairest guerdon crowning the hours, Azure the sky, merry the stream. Joyous is love's unclouded dream. 34 Bui'F KiNf: ir.M. FINALE Chorus And now, good gossips, dance and sing, (iod's blessings on old England's King, Who rules by love and not by pride. Oh, happy groom! oh, happy Ijride! Come morris dancers ; minstrels, come, And speed those happy lovers home. For many a year, by many a hearth. We'll tell this tale of mirth. B-VRDOLrii and Elizabeth We'll have a double wedding, and at the King's command. 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