The Andrian: Act the Fifth: Scene VI
CRITO. Say no more!Any of these inducements would prevail:Or your entreaty, or that it is truth,Or that I wish it for Glycerium's sake.
CHREMES. Whom do I see? Crito, the Andrian?Nay certainly 'tis Crito.CRITO. Save you, Chremes!
CHREMES. What has brought you to Athens?
CRITO. Accident.But is this Simo?
SIMO. Asks he for me?So, Sir, you say that this GlyceriumIs an Athenian citizen?
CRITO. Do youDeny it?
SIMO. What then are you come prepar'd?
CRITO. Prepar'd! for what?
SIMO. And dare you ask for what?Shall you go on thus with impunity?Lay snares for inexperienc'd, lib'ral youth,With fraud, temptation, and fair promisesSoothing their minds?----
CRITO. Have you your wits?
SIMO. --And thenWith marriage solder up their harlot loves?
CHREMES. Knew you this person, Simo, you'd not think thus:He's a good man.
SIMO. A good man he?--To come,Although at Athens never seen till now,So opportunely on the wedding-day!----Is such a fellow to be trusted, Chremes?
PAM. But that I fear my father, I could makeThat matter clear to him. (Aside.)SIMO. A Sharper!
CHREMES. It is his humor, Crito: do not heed him.
CRITO. Let him look to 't. If he persists in sayingWhate'er he pleases, I shall make him hearSomething that may displease him.--Do I stirIn these affairs, or make them my concern?Bear your misfortunes patiently! For me,If I speak true or false, shall now be known.--"A man of Athens once upon a timeWas shipwreck'd on the coast of Andros: with himThis very woman, then an infant. HeIn this distress applied, it so fell out,For help to Chrysis' father--"SIMO. All romance.
CHREMES. Let him alone.
CRITO. And will he interrupt me?
CRITO. "Now Chrysis' father, who receiv'd him,Was my relation. There I've often heardThe man himself declare, he was of Athens.There too he died."
CHREMES. His name?
CHREMES. Amazement!
CRITO. By my troth, I think 'twas Phania;But this I'm sure, he said he was of Rhamnus.
CRITO. These circumstances, Chremes,Were known to many others, then in Andros.
CHREMES. Heav'n grant it may be as I wish!--Inform me,Whose daughter, said he, was the child? his own?
CRITO. No, not his own.
CHREMES. Whose then?
CRITO. His brother's daughter.
CHREMES. Mine, mine undoubtedly!
CRITO. What say you?
SIMO. But why believe you this?
CHREMES. That Phania was my brother.
SIMO. True. I knew him.
CHREMES. He, to avoid the war, departed hence:And fearing 'twere unsafe to leave the child,Embark'd with her in quest of me for Asia:Since when I've heard no news of him till now.
PAM. I'm scarce myself, my mind is so enraptWith fear, hope, joy, and wonder of so great,So sudden happiness.
SIMO. Indeed, my Chremes,I heartily rejoice she's found your daughter.PAM. I do believe you, father.
CHREMES. But one doubtThere still remains, which gives me pain.
PAM. AwayWith all your doubts! you puzzle a plain cause. (Aside.)CRITO. What is that doubt?
CHREMES. The name does not agree.
CRITO. She had another, when a child.
CHREMES. What, Crito?Can you remember?
CRITO. I am hunting for it.
PAM. Shall then his memory oppose my bliss,When I can minister the cure myself?No, I will not permit it--Hark you, Chremes,The name is Pasibula.CHREMES. The same.
PAM. I've heard it from herself a thousand times.
SIMO. Chremes, I trust you will believe, we allRejoice at this.
CHREMES. 'Fore Heaven I believe so.
SIMO. Peace, son! the eventHas reconcil'd me.
PAM. O thou best of fathers!Does Chremes too confirm Glycerium mine?CHREMES. And with good cause if Simo hinder not.
PAM. Sir! (To SIMO.)
CHREMES. My daughter's portion isTen talents, Pamphilus.
PAM. I am content.
CHREMES. I'll to her instantly: and prithee, Crito,Along with me! for sure she knows me not. (Exeunt CHREMES and CRITO.
SIMO. Why do you not give orders instantlyTo bring her to our house?
PAM. Th' advice is good.I'll give that charge to Davus.SIMO. It can't be.
SIMO. He has other business of his own,Of nearer import to himself.
PAM. What business?
SIMO. He's bound.
PAM. Bound! how, Sir!
SIMO. How, Sir?--neck and heels.
PAM. Ah, let him be enlarg'd.
SIMO. It shall be done.
PAM. But instantly.
SIMO. I'll in, and order it. (Exit.
PAM. Oh what a happy, happy day is this!
HarperCHREMES. His name?CRITO. His name so quickly!-- Phania.CHREMES. Amazement!CRITO. By my troth, I think 'twas PhaniaColman 1768CHREMES. His name?CRITO. His name so quickly!--Phania.CHREMES. Amazement!
Words in this poem
- entreaty n.
- Treatment; reception; entertainment. B. Jonson.
- shall v. i.
- To owe; to be under obligation for. [OE. shal, schal, imp. sholde, scholde, AS. scal, sceal, I am obliged, imp. scolde, sceolde, inf. sculan; akin to OS. skulan, pres. skal, imp. skolda, D. zullen,]
- impunity n.
- Exemption or freedom from punishment, harm, or loss. [L. impunitas, fr. impunis without punishment; pref. im- not + poena punishment: cf. F. impunité. See Pain.]
- displease v. i.
- To give displeasure or offense.
- patiently adv.
- In a patient manner.
- amazement n.
- The condition of being amazed; bewilderment ; overwhelming wonder, as from surprise, sudden fear, horror, or admiration.
- troth n.
- Belief; faith; fidelity. [A variant of truth. See Truth.]
- avoid v. t.
- To empty. Wyclif. [OF. esvuidier, es (L. ex) + vuidier, voidier, to empty. See Void, a.]
- scarce a.
- Not plentiful or abundant; in small quantity in proportion to the demand; not easily to be procured; rare; uncommon. [OE. scars, OF. escars, eschars, LL. scarpsus, for L. excerptus, p. p. of excerpere to pick out, and hence to contract, to shorten; ex (see Ex-) + carpere. See C]
- enrapt p. a.
- Thrown into ecstasy; transported; enraptured. [Pref. en- + rapt. Cf. Enravish.]
- prithee interj.
- A corruption of pray thee; as, I prithee; generally used without I.
- exeunt
- They go out, or retire from the scene; as, exeunt all except Hamlet. See 1st Exit. [L., 3d pers. pl. pres. of exire to go out.]
- harper n.
- A player on the harp; a minstrel. [AS. hearpere.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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Form and metre
The Andrian: Act the Fifth: Scene VI is 135 lines in 64 stanzas. This poem did not settle on a metre of its own; the book it comes from is in iambic pentameter.
See other poems in iambic pentameter.
Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.
Rhyme words, stanza by stanza
The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.
- 16 ----A---A--- saying · hear · stir · concern · meA · known · time · him · heA · out · father · romance
- 51 AA critoA · critoA
- 64 -ABCB-A-BC harper · nameA · phaniaB · amazementC · phaniaB · — · nameA · quickly · phaniaB · amazementC
Scansion, line by line
Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic pentameter. How this is done.
| Line | Syl. | Stress |
|---|---|---|
| CRITO. Say no more! | 5 | ····· |
| Any of these inducements would prevail: | 10 | /˘··˘/˘·˘/ |
| Or your entreaty, or that it is truth, | 10 | ··˘/˘····· |
| Or that I wish it for Glycerium's sake. | 10 | ·········· |
| CHREMES. Whom do I see? Crito, the Andrian? | 10 | ·········· |
| Nay certainly 'tis Crito. | 7 | ·/˘˘··· |
| CRITO. Save you, Chremes! | 5 | ····· |
| CHREMES. What has brought you to Athens? | 8 | ······/˘ |
| CRITO. Accident. | 5 | ··/˘˘ |
| But is this Simo? | 5 | ···/˘ |
| SIMO. Asks he for me? | 6 | /˘···· |
| So, Sir, you say that this Glycerium | 9 | ········· |
| Is an Athenian citizen? | 9 | ··˘/˘˘/˘˘ |
| CRITO. Do you | 4 | ···· |
| Deny it? | 3 | ˘/· |
| SIMO. What then are you come prepar'd? | 9 | /˘·····˘/ |
| CRITO. Prepar'd! for what? | 6 | ··˘/·· |
| SIMO. And dare you ask for what? | 8 | /˘······ |
| Shall you go on thus with impunity? | 10 | ······˘/˘˘ |
| Lay snares for inexperienc'd, lib'ral youth, | 10 | ···˘˘/˘/˘· |
| With fraud, temptation, and fair promises | 10 | ··˘/˘··/˘˘ |
| Soothing their minds?---- | 4 | /˘·· |
| CRITO. Have you your wits? | 6 | ······ |
| SIMO. --And then | 4 | /˘·· |
| With marriage solder up their harlot loves? | 10 | ·/˘/˘··/˘· |
| CHREMES. Knew you this person, Simo, you'd not think thus: | 12 | ····/˘/˘···· |
| He's a good man. | 4 | ···· |
| SIMO. A good man he?--To come, | 8 | /˘······ |
| Although at Athens never seen till now, | 10 | ···/˘/˘··· |
| So opportunely on the wedding-day!---- | 11 | ········/˘· |
| Is such a fellow to be trusted, Chremes? | 10 | ···/˘··/˘· |
| PAM. But that I fear my father, I could make | 11 | ······/˘··· |
| That matter clear to him. (Aside.) | 8 | ·/˘···˘/ |
| SIMO. A Sharper! | 5 | /˘·/˘ |
| CHREMES. It is his humor, Crito: do not heed him. | 12 | ····/˘······ |
| CRITO. Let him look to 't. If he persists in saying | 14 | ·········˘/·/˘ |
| Whate'er he pleases, I shall make him hear | 11 | ˘˘/·/˘····· |
| Something that may displease him.--Do I stir | 10 | /˘··˘/···· |
| In these affairs, or make them my concern? | 10 | ··˘/····˘/ |
| Bear your misfortunes patiently! For me, | 10 | ··˘/˘/˘˘·· |
| If I speak true or false, shall now be known. | 10 | ·········· |
| --"A man of Athens once upon a time | 10 | ···/˘····· |
| Was shipwreck'd on the coast of Andros: with him | 11 | ·······/˘·· |
| This very woman, then an infant. He | 10 | ·/˘/˘··/˘· |
| In this distress applied, it so fell out, | 10 | ··˘/˘/···· |
| For help to Chrysis' father--" | 7 | ·····/˘ |
| SIMO. All romance. | 5 | /˘·˘/ |
| CHREMES. Let him alone. | 5 | ···˘/ |
| CRITO. And will he interrupt me? | 9 | ······˘/· |
| CRITO. "Now Chrysis' father, who receiv'd him, | 11 | ·····/˘·˘/· |
| Was my relation. There I've often heard | 10 | ··˘/˘··/˘· |
| The man himself declare, he was of Athens. | 11 | ··˘/˘/···/˘ |
| There too he died." | 4 | ···· |
| CHREMES. His name? | 3 | ··· |
| CHREMES. Amazement! | 4 | ·˘/˘ |
| CRITO. By my troth, I think 'twas Phania; | 10 | ·········· |
| But this I'm sure, he said he was of Rhamnus. | 11 | ·········/˘ |
| CRITO. These circumstances, Chremes, | 8 | ···/˘·˘· |
| Were known to many others, then in Andros. | 11 | ···/˘/˘··/˘ |
| CHREMES. Heav'n grant it may be as I wish!--Inform me, | 12 | ·········˘/· |
| Whose daughter, said he, was the child? his own? | 10 | ·/˘······· |
| CRITO. No, not his own. | 6 | ······ |
| CHREMES. Whose then? | 3 | ··· |
| CRITO. His brother's daughter. | 7 | ···/˘/˘ |
| CHREMES. Mine, mine undoubtedly! | 7 | ···˘/˘˘ |
| CRITO. What say you? | 5 | ····· |
| SIMO. But why believe you this? | 8 | /˘··˘/·· |
| CHREMES. That Phania was my brother. | 8 | ······/˘ |
| SIMO. True. I knew him. | 6 | /˘···· |
| CHREMES. He, to avoid the war, departed hence: | 11 | ···˘/··˘/˘· |
| And fearing 'twere unsafe to leave the child, | 10 | ·/˘·˘/···· |
| Embark'd with her in quest of me for Asia: | 11 | ˘/·······/˘ |
| Since when I've heard no news of him till now. | 10 | ·········· |
| PAM. I'm scarce myself, my mind is so enrapt | 11 | ····/····˘/ |
| With fear, hope, joy, and wonder of so great, | 10 | ·····/˘··· |
| So sudden happiness. | 6 | ·/˘/˘˘ |
| SIMO. Indeed, my Chremes, | 6 | /˘˘/·· |
| I heartily rejoice she's found your daughter. | 11 | ·/˘˘˘/···/˘ |
| PAM. I do believe you, father. | 8 | ···˘/·/˘ |
| CHREMES. But one doubt | 4 | ···· |
| There still remains, which gives me pain. | 8 | ··˘/···· |
| PAM. Away | 3 | ·˘/ |
| With all your doubts! you puzzle a plain cause. (Aside.) | 12 | ·····/˘···˘/ |
| CRITO. What is that doubt? | 6 | ······ |
| CHREMES. The name does not agree. | 7 | ·····˘/ |
| CRITO. She had another, when a child. | 10 | ····˘/˘··· |
| CHREMES. What, Crito? | 4 | ···· |
| Can you remember? | 5 | ··˘/˘ |
| CRITO. I am hunting for it. | 8 | ····/˘·· |
| PAM. Shall then his memory oppose my bliss, | 10 | ····/˘˘/·· |
| When I can minister the cure myself? | 10 | ···/˘˘···/ |
| No, I will not permit it--Hark you, Chremes, | 10 | ····˘/···· |
| The name is Pasibula. | 7 | ······· |
| CHREMES. The same. | 3 | ··· |
| PAM. I've heard it from herself a thousand times. | 11 | ·····˘/·/˘· |
| SIMO. Chremes, I trust you will believe, we all | 11 | /˘·····˘/·· |
| Rejoice at this. | 4 | ˘/·· |
| CHREMES. 'Fore Heaven I believe so. | 8 | ··/˘·˘/· |
| SIMO. Peace, son! the event | 7 | /˘···˘/ |
| Has reconcil'd me. | 5 | ·/˘·· |
| PAM. O thou best of fathers! | 7 | ·····/˘ |
| Does Chremes too confirm Glycerium mine? | 9 | ···˘/···· |
| CHREMES. And with good cause if Simo hinder not. | 11 | ······/˘/˘· |
| PAM. Sir! (To SIMO.) | 5 | ···/˘ |
| CHREMES. My daughter's portion is | 7 | ··/˘/˘· |
| Ten talents, Pamphilus. | 6 | ·/˘··· |
| PAM. I am content. | 5 | ···/˘ |
| CHREMES. I'll to her instantly: and prithee, Crito, | 11 | ····/˘·/˘·· |
| Along with me! for sure she knows me not. (Exeunt CHREMES and CRITO. | 17 | ˘/········/˘˘···· |
| SIMO. Why do you not give orders instantly | 11 | /˘·····/˘/˘ |
| To bring her to our house? | 7 | ····/˘· |
| PAM. Th' advice is good. | 5 | ·˘/·· |
| I'll give that charge to Davus. | 7 | ······· |
| SIMO. It can't be. | 5 | /˘··· |
| SIMO. He has other business of his own, | 11 | /˘··/˘/˘··· |
| Of nearer import to himself. | 8 | ·/˘/˘·˘/ |
| PAM. What business? | 4 | ··/˘ |
| SIMO. He's bound. | 4 | /˘·· |
| PAM. Bound! how, Sir! | 4 | ···· |
| SIMO. How, Sir?--neck and heels. | 7 | /˘····· |
| PAM. Ah, let him be enlarg'd. | 7 | ·····˘/ |
| SIMO. It shall be done. | 6 | /˘···· |
| PAM. But instantly. | 5 | ··/˘˘ |
| SIMO. I'll in, and order it. (Exit. | 10 | /˘···/˘·/˘ |
| PAM. Oh what a happy, happy day is this! | 11 | ····/˘/˘··· |
| Harper | 2 | /˘ |
| CHREMES. His name? | 3 | ··· |
| CRITO. His name so quickly!-- Phania. | 9 | ·····/˘·· |
| CHREMES. Amazement! | 4 | ·˘/˘ |
| CRITO. By my troth, I think 'twas Phania | 10 | ·········· |
| Colman 1768 | 2 | /˘ |
| CHREMES. His name? | 3 | ··· |
| CRITO. His name so quickly!-- | 7 | ·····/˘ |
| Phania. | 2 | ·· |
| CHREMES. Amazement! | 4 | ·˘/˘ |
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