SCENE : The palace garden, in the center of which stands a sun-dial. The KING, absorbed in meditation, watches the shadow move across the dial's face. The COURT FOOL, a fantastic figure, enters, with a superb air, holding in his band something which cannot be seen. He is pursued by pages, youths, and maidens of the court. CROWD Fool! Fool! A YOUTH He swears that in his hand he holds The bulwarks of the earth! A GIRL (to KING) Sire, is it true? A YOUTH His hand contains great empires! A PAGE Kingdoms! GIRL Crowns! A YOUTH (to JESTER) Prove it! give me a star !A GIRL (to KING) Oh Sire, he says That in his hand he holds a power and glory More great than yours! A YOUTH (to JESTER) Then grant to us our wishes! FOOL Wish! And I'll grant it! 1ST GIRL Please, some satin slippers! FOOL I have them here! 1ST GIRL painted with flying cherubs? FOOL With flying cherubs! Lined with sky blue satin YOUTH I want a kingdom! FOOL Kingdoms? I have plenty. 2D GIRL A scarlet bonnet! 3D GIRL I would like a lover. In splendid rich apparel! Have you got him? FOOL Bonnets and lovers jostle one another. BOY I want a war-horse white as milk, and stamping! 1ST CHILD Some wooden soldiers! 2D CHILD And a little trumpet A PAGE Glory I want! FOOL My hand is full of glory. OLD MAN I 'm blind! I want to die! FOOL I've death abundant. CROWD A dancing monkey! Jewels! Stars! FOOL (addressing the KING) And you? KING (pointing to the shadow on the dial) I want an answer to the creeping shadow That marks off time. FOOL (holding his hand high above his head) Look, then! I have the answer To everything that is. This small right hand Contains the sum of all desires -- the bourne For which life strives -- the solace unto death I have more power in this fragile hand Than kings may covet; all the heritage Of them that reign -- kingdoms and battles, powers, Banners and hosts of war, and crowns and thorns, Aye, and the kings that wear them -- KING Fool, explain this. FOOL Wonderful hand! It is so full of stars hardly hold them! It is splashed with scarlet Thunders and tumult -- these go streaming through it! A thousand battles rock and riot in it! Cities are in it -- I can hear them breathing -- Kingdoms and crowns, yes, nations have I here! And hearts! My child, those cherub painted slippers Are mad in it for dancing! A scarlet bonnet Flames among fallen cities! I hold the sum And substance of this world. Oh look! The glory! I see it trickling out between my fingers Easy to capture it! I reached my hand And scooped up splendor! CROWD Give! Oh, show it! Give us! FOOL Then take -- (Lets fall handful of dust) KING It's dust! FOOL What would you have? This world From dust created, unto dust returns. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IMPELLED by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SEPARATION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE CROSS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MARTHA WASHINGTON by SIDNEY LANIER THE CRANES OF IBYCUS by EMMA LAZARUS STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 5. MARYLAND by CLARENCE MAJOR |