{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4229", "width": "2435", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "LIBR ARY OF CONG RESS,\\nChap.Y.5. Copyright No.\\nI V) Q\\nUNITED STATES OF AMERICA.", "height": "4111", "width": "2372", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4111", "width": "2372", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4111", "width": "2372", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "Areal s Imagination\\n...BY..\\nSilence.\\npiXl\\nBy The J. Henry Porter Co.\\nBoston, Mass.", "height": "4111", "width": "2372", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "10895\\nLil*r\u00c2\u00bbry of C\u00e2\u0082\u00ac *nrir\\nTwi C0HES RtCF\u00c2\u00bb*f -p r\\nJUN 25 I9CU ^r,\\nOjyrtfht why l 07^\\nsecc-mo corv.\\nDll vti** to\\nORDER DIVISION.\\nI JUN 26 IQfin\\n11\u00c2\u00ab\\n68901\\nCopyrighted April 17, 1900\\nBy The J. Henry Porter Co.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nRepresented.\\nConrad Almont.\\nJohn Almont, son of Conrad, friend of Garrett.\\nCharles Almont, son of Conrad, friend of Ver-\\nness.\\nVerness, a gentleman.\\nRoya l Carroll, a gentleman.\\nAnthony, cousin of Carroll.\\nEdward Garrett.\\nOlt, Xen, robbers, friars, servants, etc.\\nMarion Almont, daughter of Royal,\\nMary Carroll, sister of Royal.\\nAgnes Nance.\\nHostesses, etc.\\nACT I.\\nScene I. Before a cottage, Garrett ahorse,\\nCottager and Boy.\\nGar. What said I my name? Pretty blushet.\\nDreaming dolt have you so soon forgot?\\nBoy. Good.\\nGar. Bright light of wit champion of intellect", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "4 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nDost know thou Hum look a blaze of ignorance.\\n[To Cottager.\\nHere a thread portends a spanking colt\\nWhen curried out. Sir, guard him as you can.\\nLavish not too much on finer niceties\\nExpound, deliver with impressiveness his nobleness\\nTo become man and master of propensities\\nVirtue-proof against the proverbs of indulgence.\\nShow through the hall of truth, the devil s exit\\nFor truth, old man, in youth is perfection.\\nNo coward, nor alloyed with deception,\\nMighty honor sword up in impeachment.\\nThis open time s receptacle of much it is to be.\\nCot. Efforts best shall be my pleasure.\\nGar. Greatest greatness is born in lowness.\\nMind, boy poverty routs petulance,\\nAnd tribulations whet the ends\\nOf extrication. There are horse in my rear.\\nQuick, curl you in your chrysalis\\nAnd sleep. I ll tax each act. Sleep [Exit.\\nCot. The outlaw of come, come to sleep.\\n[Exeunt Cottager, Boy.\\nEnter Pursuit and Exeunt.\\nScene II. Nance s; Agnes writing.\\nEnter Garrett.\\nGar. Thou of many metaphor, thou of little\\nsimile\\nAgnes. He s outlaw I am warned. I am warned.\\nI dread my love, and drunk in it. [Aside.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE II. J\\nGar. In ripples is bland flowing life.\\nAgnes. A breathing presence insouls its lazy\\ncurrent.\\nGar. Things falling twixt the sun in their\\nshadow\\nAre first seen. What fear reflected here?\\nAgnes. Ah, tis a stately tree in vanity\\nLeaning o er the mere.\\nGar. Spreads thy face s fire.\\nFar thy temples twill set thy hair\\nAfire. I read it now suspects me truly.\\nBeholds she loves that black thief,\\nIn public terror s painting, mounted nondescript.\\nThe roads are choking, hounds are baying.\\n[Aside. In the distance hounds are heard.\\nAgnes. Sir, why so dreamingly? Hast tumbled\\nin\\nSoft sleep s oblivion\\nGar. Oh, yes, musing on a joke.\\nTwas o er the road. Undone in that killing.\\n[Aside. Dogs are heard again.\\nAgnes. Then to all false angles, and more a seat\\nuneasy.\\nGar. Instead of cheer the alchemist spilt\\nIn me a double dose severe formation\\nFrom waste scraps of truculence sorted out\\nMy face. So, Agnes, the danger in a smile\\nIs that I rip the patcher s lace.\\nI came to no more than say, I go.\\nAgnes. To strip a couplet of its fairest rhyme\\nGar. Time points his commanding digit", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "6 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nTo the door. The wolves are yet outwit. [Aside.\\n[Picks up writing.\\nWhat s the matter on this paper?\\nAgnes. Pray do not read\\nGar. Tis not unfit, and so, not I for it unfit.\\n[Reads.\\nThought draws to thee, sits at its feast\\nAnd leap in presence breasting the aurora.\\nThe sluggard is creation s sin\u00e2\u0080\u0094 thee creation s\\nking^\\nApparelled in the poetry of nature s garnered\\nrhymes.\\nImpossible is fossil, of prowess you the euphony,\\nRoaming glory free, men as timid shadows\\nVoids about a burrow creep to their retreat\\nMoon of houses of ideal, lord of every mansion.\\nMan, sublimity inthroned in immortality\\nAction gowned of awe and wonderment.\\nNature s grand imposing, nature s dainty artist\\nThy form the fading of all amaranth.\\nBalance not a bird on any desperate lie.\\nTo whom To whom\\nAgnes. To thee but ne er to see.\\nGar. I love thee intensely. But I must go.\\nAgnes. Tis a sad tale.\\nGar. The dogs on guard tis death delay.\\n[Aside.\\nAgnes. Stay come we ll ope the flood of har-\\nmony", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE II. 7\\nBorne on debacle of chords come, we ll make\\nDead silence dance and fill a heavenness\\nIn the air come, music s key admits\\nTo court of ecstasy come attendants be\\nIn sumptuous sympathy. Trim necessity,\\nAnd together travel the jeweled heights\\nTo Jove. Or while dost sing shall I play.\\nGar. Is sentiment security? I must depart.\\nIf speed s to win I should be gone e er now. [Aside.\\nAgnes. Art in danger?\\nGar. Danger? I saw no one enter.\\nAgnes. But to-night less firm, furtive for assault.\\nGar. I should gone e er this pardon my trans-\\ngression. [Dogs in the distance.\\nAgnes. O sweet transgression in my heart\\nMost pardonable. Fy Love levels insolent laws.\\nSix may swing upon the gate when sixty\\nWere deranged. Love alone may break these laws\\nOf porcelain when custom common\\nMakes it wanton.\\nGar. I beg a thing of you.\\nAgnes. I wish twere less you begged and more\\nYou asked, for grants grieve to see thee\\nBegging and make a pleasure weep.\\nGar. A kiss.\\nAgnes. A kiss? A sip of bliss; tis thine.\\n[Kiss. Exit Gar.\\nGood-night my love dream o er this dream to-\\nnight.\\nQuick upon the lips, a report within the soul.\\nThe lips cushioned for its guest:", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "8 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nKing expectant tender throne of sweet\\nRavishment. Adieu and may sleep\\nBedew thee thou vading rose intrepid.\\nA spirit started from the pout\\nIn frighted flight a dart unto divine\\nThat touch that yielding pressure\\nTorrent of intoxicant, subtile wine of slavery.\\nMy lord, love how blithe thou makes t me \\\\_Exit*\\nScene III. Room in Carroll s. Mary Carroll\\nand John Almont.\\nJohn. Farewell till then. How long till then\\nMary. Farewell. My wish so short I will not.\\nJohn. How hard to say\\nMary. Tis not forever.\\nJohn. Farewell.\\nMary. Farewell. \\\\_Exit John.\\nPledged to him and promised to his brother.\\nBut, what is a promise but a breath\\nSealed in mortal s less assurance,\\nHer wind shaped to some well meant intent.\\nMore, tis effect of antidote exaction.\\nA naked thought unwintered in to come,\\nDetermination rich courting treacherous\\nChance. The shall is sighing strength\\nThe infant wants a dangerous toy.\\nA promise is a bubble on the providential\\nA feather in fate s weather. We speculate,\\nBut as future elicits must guide\\nTo further pike. My yea implied ability bereft.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE IV. 9\\nCharles, I fling your ring into the burning.\\nThrows it into thejire.\\nThe remnant of remembrance pity for thee.\\nEnter Royal Carroll.\\nBut none are thee look and bone of noble To Roy.\\nFair to view within a falling water-fall.\\nRoy. The hunt collected will you start?\\nMary. In spirits tumbling up, and my heart\\nIs soaring. Like winged Fortune lead them.\\n[Exeunt.\\nScene IV. An Inn. Charles Almont reading\\nletters of business.\\nChas. How soft disorders steal the throne\\nIntentions like the velvet tread of night.\\nIf courage is a sect of science,\\nAnd sweat the bread of genius,\\nMy fortune t*isks, my brain in scheming council\\nTill thou dost strut in servitude.\\nHe says, I hold all moneys, I am master.\\n[Reads.\\nMaster He Ridiculous The party and the\\npower\\nWhat mad opposites in all particularities\\nThat pair. I can afford the toll, to time.\\nEnter Servant with another letter exit.\\nHo a letter. It smells of love. Within\\nToo I wager in sweets erotic savor.\\nDeferential sure. Obedience shines [Opens.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "IO AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nAs in that time bends she her mind to mine.\\nMine eyes No, no, no Cohorts of fire\\nCould not change her so Light inverteth,\\nSight inebriate. Read o er again the facts\\nTour life and mine must never blend.\\nDefeat. Shocked my rock of prospect\\nToo warm of bosom to bleed your brother s faith\\nIn tale 9 s recital. The same same antagonist.\\nAgain, Tell him not that Tve loved thee.\\nKeep it in thy sorrow s secret heart.\\nFor then no more. Dear friend am I Mary\\nCarroll.\\nIs her money, her manner, and her beauty\\nMoney (else is tail) gone to my brother,\\nBorn to hate, life to despise and fight,\\nWhom in his cradle pommeled, saucy brat,\\nEnmity s intensity freak of unity,\\nTo win the fortune of my plotting? No.\\nI ll wed thee at the altar as I there thee\\nHave led Conjured is pity poniard, tipped\\n\\\\_A tear falls.\\nIn deadly tear. I ll powder this god\\nOf your adoration I ll efface his face\\nAnd charge again the gates,\\nAnd were immured in steel\\nMy thymy pleadings pressure percolate.\\nThis night I ll slip him in his sleep.\\nThe hushed hour muffle him, the angel\\nTo ensnare him in eternity. Dream thou\\nDeeper in the fathoms of unconsciousness.\\nJohn in sleep art gone I ll bolt the door", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE IV. 1 1\\nFrom thy return. Mary Carroll reigneth, remain-\\neth, mine\\nEnter John.\\nJohn. Disappoint, deject thou seem st and sad.\\nDost peruse thy life of wrongs for mammon\\nChas. Paddling in the past wooing when\\nWe were more of friends.\\nJohn. Humph you were.\\nChas. I thought of time and we were boys\\nBlown in pride and love afore stole\\nThis nipping, bickering blight. When\\nVain heaven in ceaseless tissues clad\\nThe earth elastic to our tripping spirits\\nThe air was rare in brotherhood\\nBuoyant, bounding in unbounded freedom.\\nThen, quicker than a woman s wit\\nChanged the smiling scene to snarling sullen.\\nJohn. The well of your imagination must be foul\\nIn dead cats of most pervert.\\nChas. I step forward to renew\\n[Steps forward to clasp.\\nJohn. Is love\\nThus impulsive? There s no good in thine eye.\\nSuave extorter what of me is it envy th\\nTwinkling scoundrel a fico for your love. [Exit.\\nChas. Soon that stiff tongue in a stiffer sticks\\nAnd vSatan stirs sensation in the mix.\\nWhere the grains of penetration\\nAre magnified to suffer fires the choicest\\nPrompt to twist in excruciation s tangle\\nGroans trample pomp, souse in pool convulsions.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "12 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nPain sweep thy domain of excellence\\nCollect eccentrics torture, and if aught\\nBeyond my thought within the walls\\nOf agony, prepare I speed him shrouded\\nIn the night. Stuff I should be tried for it.\\nLo, tis so. Wisdom have your inning.\\nWhen murder haps his nearest and his dearest\\nFirst suspected. Direct am I the mark\\nAnd accurate arrows of his popularity.\\nAh, for one to blood devout, had taste of this.\\nWho d do the deed for money, suspicions could not\\nfind.\\nEnter Garrett.\\nI possess his past. He is my resurrection. [Aside.\\nGar. What ails? Woman s treachery? man s\\nperfidy\\nOr is it as methinks thine are golden troubles\\nBeware, in region paved with diamonds\\nAre a host of counting damned.\\nBoy, ambitions bred in pockets are things\\nLoathsome making plagues mong men.\\nBoy, put thy mountain at the bottom\\nNor try to top a thread with a mountainous\\nHead.\\nChas. In tender tumult, vexed, perplexed.\\nGar. Oho, art charmed by the art of some\\nYoung rustling widow s tricksey petticoat\\nFascinated by dame s lavishness to shape\\nAnd passions like the setting sun\\nPresent the sluggish beauty s frieze\\nWhiles the friar winks, lo, the crimson mist\\nIs gone.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE IV. IJ\\nChas. I love, I lose.\\nGar. Love s loss is sad loss.\\nBut hope is yet. While there s hop there s hope.\\nChas. Hope Hope Yes, holds a stench\\nUnto the nose and tickles the nape\\nWith emblem flower with sulphur stuffs\\nThe stomach, puts sweet fragrance in the hair.\\nI say, will you lock this secret I now say\\nGar. Love. Jealous. Corollary of too long\\nwooing.\\nPerchance, existence a rival. Perchance.\\nTwo jealous cats around an offal barrel.\\nChas. Pity me all devices dead in me\\n[Droops.\\nGar. Effeminate woman intended in the\\nmatch.\\nChas. But a draught of your grand acumen\\nEnviron with your rescuing counsel.\\nShe doth recant and to my brother goes\\nShe s a mine rich riches fabulous.\\nGar. His wretched sprawl some antic to deceive\\nme.\\nThief, her home and not her heart he d own.\\n[Aside.\\nChas. My heart is rent.\\nGar. Mend it.\\nChas. How?\\nGar. Mend imagination. Thou rolleth love\\nUp a hill. Like a hog made your golden\\nPalate god grunting under much\\nThy groans are more.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "14 AEEAL S IMAGINATION.\\nCkas. My brother he\\nGar. Men fling sparrows crumbs to hear them\\nsing\\nTo nuptial they thee invite to see thee grin.\\nI must go. Going.\\nCkas. Hold Haste not yet\\nDespair depleting me, in issue strength. [Droops.\\nPulp as jelly-fish.\\nGar. Loose indeed who lose in loss.\\nWailing licks lean sleek sides of life. Omit\\nTo think of it and in bus ness beat your brother.\\nCkas. Dost not believe I love\\nGar. As fain\\nWould he be cunning who slobbers over\\nCraft, so oft is too much diligence thief\\nOf the mask.\\nCkas. I meet thee on the guileless level.\\nGar. Thou art gymnastic hypocrite.\\nCkas. My brother tells, O so abhorrent to the\\near,\\nTales, that one must strike his breast, exclaim\\nOf thee, with more blood than eloquence,\\nLess love than either, till they, I say,\\nAre murderously plain and murder\\nIs their key, thou wert freebooter butchering\\nThy past was robber pillaging, killing men.\\nSilence him or John doth hang thee with his tongue.\\nDraw a dagger for salvation s sake\\nWhip and whittle quickly happy fortune.\\nAn instant s jab of thy rapier, my gold\\nThe gain to wipe away the stain.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE IV. 15\\nThou art gentleman in need I know.\\nHe calls thee friend but he s thy foe.\\nt say, put a dagger in thy danger\\nFor he is malice worse than wrath\\nHe squints, he s tricky and he s sweet\\nProclaims thee outlaw and outlawry is death.\\nShe is rich admit, hers I seek admit\\nLove her wealth more than self\\nBut if thou my brother ll kill due part I ll pay,\\nMistake O soft the fiery fiend till I am out\\n[Aside.\\nGar. Is Garrett sought dark arch to dastardy?\\nThe hushed hope, silent gate to depths descent?\\nCrime s vicegerent black Depravity s villain\\nNo, I must stay the hand. Wriggle viper\\nFly for blood is surging to avengement\\n[Exit Chas.\\nGarrett move again. Roam where wilt\\nThe devil of my past seems informer.\\nBut happy yet and blest not my origin\\nAddressed the ungracious crime that bore me.\\nHis and not his brother s is the idle tongue\\nPlays suitor to my evil record.\\nO the family The father and his favorite\\nGainst the mother and her son. Such hate\\nPernicious, unnatural and unrootable.\\nEdward Garrett, wherever got the name,\\nPossessed thou but maternity well well tis my\\nhobby\\nAnd grace is guest where least received.\\nHe lives and gone to work his way.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "1 6 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nBut for thee, Agnes, Charles were dead and done of\\nearth.\\nTwas thee, dear, in vision kept in peace.\\nIn temptation celestial lily in the path\\nOr in rage floating fore forgetting fury.\\nWhat conquering witchery is in a woman\\nSteal a tempest and hide it so completely\\nCan enchant the passion, still destruction s sea.\\nPersuasive, and in sweet power replete\\nWithin whose dependency the subjects\\nTo inthrall strong, stupid, musing man.\\nAye, wise was the wisdom and not stint\\nOf matter said thy sacred seed was small.\\nGood-night, my darling, good-night. Going.\\nMy wrong must stand but thee I never wed,\\nLest learn, or guess, hold hidden intercourse,\\nAs quiz my maund ring dreams that I m not holy born.\\n[Exit.\\nRe-enter Charles.\\nChas. On the hill miserable in his hut\\nThe hermit kill John s crime prove it to my father.\\nIf banish not the statutes do behead.\\nAnd then to Mary Carroll shall I prove it.\\nOur love and reconcilement suckling on the udder\\nMy brother s villainy. I taste success.\\nRe-enter Garrett unnoticed.\\nStraight to hermit. [Exit.\\nGar. I ll walk round see the hermit.\\nThere s mischief in his mind, mischief in his mission.\\nI ll myself walk round and see the hermit. [Exit.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE V. 1^\\nScene V. Room in Almonf s.\\nEnter Conrad to seat.\\nCon. Ow that leg. Pangs and spleeny pain.\\nUgh Each move roots a groan each muscle\\nOh why am I drawn to suffer so\\nBrain in drugs periphery, in pericarp\\nOf care charged with cure, physic plenty\\nTo purge Satan, and still rheumatics\\nMock the doctor s acids rapidly deleting me.\\nTime eats all sides, trouble through the middle.\\nMy day rolls on. Hydrangea in the winter\\nI soon shall leave my slender stem\\nAnd blow and roll away.\\nEnter Charles.\\nChas. Fondest father\\nCon. Morning son, achievement of my years.\\nChas. Feels my father\\nCon. Dressed for death, summed up for de-\\nstruction\\nBy my love, some evil ails Say my son.\\nOur wealth fell from hazard hast blast\\nWith risk Scattered is my life\\nChas. Father I falter.\\nCon. Have I taught thee\\nWhere to feed in famine starved now\\nIn prosperity? Age in shameful poverty?\\nChas. Not fortune lost but in the coil s disgrace.\\nTis bad for me and sad for me but worse\\nFor thee.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "1 8 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nCon. Praised [Aside.\\nChas. Thy son, thy son my dear beloved\\nbrother.\\nCon. Disgrace?\\nChas. And knits the very face\\nOf heaven in abhorrence, makes molten\\nHell run o er in glee. I revolt at broaching.\\nCon. Our name a light in honor beamy,\\nChas. Tis part spoils. But I must guard\\nCon. I bid speak\\nChas. I fear thy weakness.\\nCan courage cut the cancer from our side\\nThou art sickly and not staunch to t.\\nCon. A boy I fought a tiger. When right\\nStands to be wrought, my deed defies,\\nThy father does defying\\nChas. O, father sweet,\\nThou hast command me and I speak.\\nI would my tongue might hire my will,\\nMy mouth could fly or in my mouth\\nEach sense to grind that here can signify\\nTo your guidance my fealty were dead.\\nO poor hero triumphant o er your love\\nPray, must I breathe in banishment?\\nMust I lop the silent felon and stamp him\\nIn his crime Distress me not with his deserts\\nCon. Son, face thy father, see into his eyes,\\nSpeak unto my hearing let thy lips work loose^\\nFrom round thy heart come its concealings.\\nSpeak as by thy brother s bier and thou wert\\nCompelled to speak speak as thou wert", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE V. 1^\\nJudge before his soul and could not utter\\nFalsely of all thou knowest of any act\\nOr rank intentions his, that bear the blush\\nCompletion or in part erected, gainst God\\nSerious and substantiated gainst the state.\\nC/ias. Father most wise my brother he, I love\\nI love though loathe he you, mother s dotage.\\nProximity exasperates the yearning\\nHe must be filed in the unknown,\\nOr our simple feelings feed of fire.\\nI invoke your heights of lustrous leniency,\\nAnd not in vain your clemency with eagle s wing\\nTo hie along the transverse of his ill-deserving.\\nPray imprison nor behead him here\\nBanishment enough. Put on thy sterner habit.\\nLoving father I shall not stand accusant.\\nCon. Wherefore shalt not?\\nC/ias. I fear my weakness.\\nCon. I tell thee, to the marrow of the matter\\nChas. Softly; John your son, a murderer.\\nCon. Consuming violence O word of agony\\nThis falling form in the storm of scorn.\\nAge, how thou collect st misery in thy shank\\nDefied, despised, scorned in his youth\\nAnnuled my counsels now manhood run aground.\\nAh, has seldom reason power to rescue\\nYouth in mistuition schooled. Murderer.\\nWhat s our disgrace\\nChas. The hermit killed took his famous\\njewels.\\nCon. May not fatality be building of thy\\nFallibility?", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "20 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nChas. Down his hoary channeled chest,\\nStrange on its unwonted ground,\\nTrickled the disappointed stream of life.\\nI pulled it out from where twas plunged,\\nThis hunting-knife thy gift upon a time.\\n[Displays a knife.\\nIt wears corrosive scurf of his depreciation\\nBut these mute marks are not the gore of doe.\\nHome I shadowed him, after to his room\\nThrough a crevice peeped. My eyeballs stuck\\nIt sucks my strength relate hid them in his clothes.\\nCon. Hither bring him in my presence.\\nChas. Keep close from notice till he denies.\\nGives the knife.\\nI will not call. Twould seem result s exulting\\nIn enormity s fall. I ll be by when you arraign.\\nCurb acerbity and remember, banishment.\\n[Exit.\\nEnter Marion.\\nCon. Find out John summon him before me.\\n[Exit Mar.\\nSome crimes aweep pawn pearls\\nIn propitiation, but this dread congress sin\\nIn its edificial treachery is mined about\\nFor pity. Praised be ye guardian gods\\nOf disasters not me or mine he stole upon\\nEnter John.\\nHow hang the folds of thy demeanor\\nInnocence o er thine aspect waves so redolent.\\nSiree, I am about to charge thee with a crime.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE V. 21\\nJohn. The monarch abdicates, and dome of man\\nCrashes in a chaos. Tis sad when this intellect\\nTopples in the river of such ravings.\\nRe-enter Marion.\\nCon Where wert riding darkness hour of evil?\\nJohn. Base curiosity what baser service cloy it?\\nCon. In the mouth of culprits little eloquence.\\nJohn. Hate loves to toy with this thing\\nIn his throat, soon ascending wreath\\nOf suspicion s smoke.\\nCon. This loon\\nMore voluble soon.\\nMar. Prithee, let lenity\\nDeploy more gracious ardor spite eat not\\nA parent s proper premise. [To Con.\\nCon. Circumstances fit thee\\nBesides thou wert seen in it. Dost wear jewels\\nLike a sphere trembling on a tremulous plane,\\nHe stands unsteady on his stand.\\nOn the hill the hermit murder d. Deny thou\\nMar. Should my brother so befoul his breath?\\nFastidious tooth thou tak st my heart [Aside.\\nCon. Son, list to the suffering lips of edict.\\nStern perforce, believe me I am weeping.\\nI have prayed the lofty hosts of this\\nMine thine despised nature as they\\nIn council o er thy crime were met,\\nAnd verdict thus in mitigative moment.\\nWho sows contracted stealth may he reap\\nAstringent consequence, ran my answer.\\nTo speak t tis tears sopping my shorn years.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "22 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nGo, nor enter in thy life the portals\\nOf a thousand miles. Go, or axed to-morrow.\\nMar. Thy accusation thin, senile, base and bias.\\nTis illusion s impress. Hast not fetched proof.\\nCon. They are on his person or grind my knees\\nTill pardon s dust.\\nMar. Each word girdled certainty. [Aside.\\nThen a monster milks the truth\\nAnd poisons with immensity.\\nRe-enter Charles.\\nChas. Trouble Trouble\\nMar. Oh, mother, if but thou wert here to\\ninterpose [Aside.\\nIn a noisome cloud he would confound,\\nDrive afar forever our love and brother. [To Chas.\\nCon. I am thy father.\\nJohn. I thy hated son\\nNow foul, baseless passion vomit judgment.\\nCon. Be not submit to search thou goest.\\nMar. I ll pry each pucker, pick each plait\\nCon. Tis not his play comply. [John shifts.\\nJohn. Search Marion.\\nMar. Not there not there not there\\nCon. What if hast erred?\\n[Aside to Chas.\\n[Marion finds, fumbles and jewels fall.\\nHuzza honor s shouter captive.\\nJohn. Did put them there? [7!? Chas.\\nCon. And that telleth tale of how.\\n[Throws knife on floor.\\nJohn. The bound and bitten victim of cabal.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE V. 23\\nTime soon shall whisk me out of thought. To Mar.\\nMeanwhile immunity from misery\\nIs bare benefit, and privilege of none.\\nA kiss, and give it to my mother. [Kisses. Going-.\\nMar. Life of my love, stay I pray\\n\\\\_Prostrates before her father\\nThe gray ugsome bugs and worms\\nThat fat neath damp decaying log\\nAre fear in fear of size and man s might.\\nMan front infinite and valorous,\\nOh ah eh shall he scurry fore the worm\\nOr shall he crawl and prejudice be grand\\nSee, on my knees I plead as at\\nThe chancel rail of Favors my prayer\\nI place diamond in salvation\\nO father, see it Ope love or ope dungeon.\\nMake silence, this hush of hollow bidding\\nBeautiful spray in fragrant speech.\\nSee Marion in tresses of your praises\\nEye of brown tone nigh your own\\nThere, look the mirrored flexless face\\nThat crushes in distracted crouch.\\nWaiting waiting is t caress or scowl perverse\\nThe richest, rarest, warmest tunic\\nIs forbearance the very crumbs\\nThat give a grace to majesty wet\\nOf these assuaging oils. Pardon him.\\nAnd zephyrs comb the lion s mane, whispers\\nStriate the eagle the grasses sway,\\nThe oak bends to the wind nature\\nWeak and mighty bows before benign", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "24 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nCanst not the gentle breath of Marion s agony?\\nGranite to endure in sufferance the umber time s,\\nMortal wilt not mantle in love s desperation?\\nMountains massive and abrupt, piles\\nTeeming angles sightly, grotesque in liberty,\\nCanst not thou be grotesque in love\\nIn melting treaty ascend not scorn,\\nWith a blaze blot out life, quiet gleaming\\nThat dear is he t me that if he goes I die.\\nChas. Advance the crucial step. [Aside to Con.\\nCon. Tis too late.\\nJohn. My stay but galls thy anguish, sister.\\nSay to mother I am innocent. Exiled [Exit.\\nEnter Garrett.\\nGar. What means this face in this sour mash?\\nMar. See upon the floor\\nGar. Tell me aside.\\n[Aside. Converse apart.\\nCon. He denied.\\nChas. A pleading and denying world.\\nThe towns-folk are in arms. [A noise without.\\nCon. Suspect they John\\nChas. Seems.\\nCon. Admit them in. [Chas. Going.\\nGar. Stay.\\nChas. Guests of my attraction.\\n[Aside.\\nGar. Age in stormy locks and bushy tragus,\\nTo Con.\\nMassy brows and rheumy brills, plunge\\nIn supplication for this act of tears and thorns.\\nBurst in several of the towns-people.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "ACT I. SCENE V. 25\\nBe still gentlemen.\\n1st. T. John Almont\\nGar. Be still.\\nThy brother John is innocent. I ll confess to it.\\nI am innocent. Thy brother Charles the guilty.\\n[Aside to Mar.\\nThis din is thy sin. I heard thee say thou d go\\nOn call mine own find dead,\\nThy cloak and gory glove. Thy sister saveth.\\n\\\\_Aside to Chas.\\nAs time dipped it in the dawning To Ts.\\nAnd life gan to scroll the day,\\nMy eyes flew ope to lung of revenge.\\nA petty grievance. Hath marked the time?\\nOn the morn of yesterday. Does any doubt it?\\nI ve said a petty grievance, but prodigious\\nIs growth of working germ, soil and time.\\nBlack soil ye say for virgin growth\\nBlack souls I say but yet, I ll let ye guess it.\\nAll day despite my will it tarried there,\\nDespite commands and man,\\nTill grievance grew my conqueror,\\nLike a tragedy ramped and tore my hair,\\nMy teeth were clashing swords. Tis last night\\nMine eye doth drop upon a knife, borrowed,\\nResolved I m to return it. Not to his palm\\nBut to John Almont s bosom s deeper keeping.\\nI m journeying on, tis midnight hush and awful,\\nLo, a thought speaks blackly to my heart.\\nUp the hillock the miser s lodge I gain.\\nThe moon in eclipse beblood is aegis", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "26 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nTo my stealth buckled bout me darkness,\\nUnexplored endowments crime exploring.\\nNight s desolation convened in multitudinous\\nAssemblement round Taurus slain\\nOr like some god to worship from gloom to gloom\\nThe bolts of hidden huntress in the chase.\\nWhat magnificence and I so shrunken\\nThe moon emerging and the world asleep\\nFrowning her effulgence on Crime s form,\\nRecoiling self and calling self a coward,\\nI make a botch of it. I ll not meddle in t. [Aside.\\nGirl I ll not confess to it. To Marion] Men\\ntis crime none o mine.\\nist. T. If art not guilty John Almont we sus-\\npect.\\nGar. He s gone.\\n1st. T. All pursue him All haste, pursuit\\nExeunt Ts.\\nGar. I go, too, Marion, for good, so attached to\\nthee. [Exit.\\nChas. To the top o the house and\\nCon. I ll not a jot.\\nChas. Wilt breakfast\\nCon. Appetite? I have none.\\nPick up those stones. What would they bring?\\n[Picks up jewels.\\nChas. Come out into the sunlight, there we ll tell.\\nCon. Thy arm.\\nChas. Of his poor case how careful.\\nThat result be true as thou art worthy [Aside.\\nExeunt Conrad and Charles. Exit Marion.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE I. 27\\nACT II.\\nScene I. A room in Carroll s.\\nEnter Mary Carroll.\\nMary. In the baldric of betrothal unbright, un-\\nblithe,\\nFor like black angel Charles thee appeareth\\nIn my dawn of bliss. Charles, why doth not reply?\\nIs t from height of hope dropped in despair,\\nNumb to reproach, opprobriate or answer?\\nAgain this morn is rippleless rest\\nA storm emotion, dreams drunk in destruction\\nAnd sorrow s stream harbor in my pillow.\\nTis said perturbation wafts a warning,\\nShe soon imbrued of sorrow weighed.\\nBut, that he were here of knightly look,\\nThis purling spirit limbed and strong,\\nMy John. Heaven keep me in the pomp of purity.\\nEnter Charles feigning 7tot to see her.\\nChas. How ruthlessly she tampered with this\\nIngenuity of heav n how malevolently\\nTrod she the infinitesimals of divine structure.\\nLit the fires of love, man destroying, corpse\\nConsuming, then flung upon the buffet\\nOf the riderless, reinless, raging sea.\\nHopes in ruin, denied, tempest-tossed and rent.\\nTook and then denied me. Ah me, poor wretch\\nAnd there was an infant in my life.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "28 AREAI/S IMAGINATION.\\nAh, that I did die in my crib s innocence\\nBefore burst blue bands of understanding\\nOr sense was saddled neath her excellence\\nAnd urged to this dire anguish.\\nCrime s concomitant, to my brother gone 5\\nApproval of his lust the nodding idol\\nDeed s to it.\\nMary. Silence\\nCkas. My joy my joy\\nAh, yes, its path of death. My heart my heart\\nAh, yes, its grave, my soul its solitary.\\nLost love in labyrinth, bruised and broken\\nIn bewilderment, too great to retreat,\\nFlounders forward stripped, graceless, giant.\\n[Advances*\\nSpeak, O woman speak, Mary, mine\\nMary. Not thine\\nI am of another promise soon possession\\nOf your brother. I know I am flag\\nTo four forces of contumely, flouts\\nI stand where conscience bids me\\nI stood where convenience stood me.\\nIf transit through thy sorrow,\\nOne way without a sourceless circle,\\nHow preserve and persevere? My fault\\nIn thought I grieve it, yet am glad.\\nA babe may lisp deprive reply, accuse\\nNor I excuse. Or may you have it be\\nLove with him is selfish, life with thee\\nBeyond my charity.\\nCkas. O, cold condolence", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE I 29\\nTo clothe my shivering hope Thy faith [Aside.\\nIn him is not for faith ne er found him.\\nMary. As swung on malice thy tongue\\nIt creaks unjust.\\nChas. He is tangled thoughts intrigue\\nMary. Presume not on my ears. Thou art menial\\nUnto jealousy. Tis ten of any sin to scandal\\nBlood and brother.\\nChas. Brother that roundest concord\\nE er struck upon the mortal firmament\\nDrinking in the giddy cups of music\\nIn my soul s still and dismal residence of sorrow.\\nThou doth rope-dance unto his heart.\\nCaution is the cause of sanctity. Below\\nThe victims gone before do writhe in ruin.\\nMary. Mute of mouth or turn it out\\nStay yet Charles I kneel for my asperity.\\n[Kneeling.\\nChas. My mission out. Our rash fancies\\nAre a handsome fool lash on admonition,\\nPalm to peril, unhappy skein of contraries.\\nOr as now the sun full looking in the muddy pool\\nIn blinding splendor and may betray the drinker\\nSo he the waters poison. For life imbibe not.\\nWoman this heart you have in hand\\nIs much possessed. Interrupt me not.\\nIs now betrothed to quite twice a score\\nThrice twice a score mad in perplexity,\\nPeopling the pale of his passion.\\nMary. In foul gullet of your obloquious mouth\\nMust I look warrant To me apparelled", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "30 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nIn less guile than seems thy tale of him.\\nLeal lord of truth nor fustian fool,\\nA rock of temperance.\\nChas. More casts than has the sky.\\nGlig in the tavern he s dog dure at home.\\nIf maiden one he wooes shy and sheepish,\\nHis number two in boorishness he hurtles.\\nProteus-like his habit as declares finesse,\\nEach twitch taut some intention.\\nAh, if could speak the cemeteries dotted\\nIn the precious gems of his perfidiousness.\\nWould but walk upon a night for thy sight,\\nThe teary ghosts of his grave-yard host,\\nThe grass still young and thin bedewing.\\nThe ring of gold, the creep of pleasure,\\nA surface fair, delight this man s. Beware.\\nMary, I have light to study him. All wavers\\nIs not lost. Repulse we read is oft but van\\nOf victory. My trust but lapseth to retrench.\\nIf my faith in John is now lopped a limb,\\nI am sure investigation will strengthen in its trunk.\\nChas. Last night he murders, ah, yes, mur-\\nders.\\nOld age in its bed succumbs to him.\\nHow many more suspicions are not estimate.\\nFather cried in accusation till was puddle\\nOn the floor. Then proof dropped in searching,\\nThe weapon and the prize, and sister plead\\nFor guilt.\\nMary. Step another word tis death\\nSerpent thou tedder d engine Satan s", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE I. JI\\nMay all deputies of agony crowd thy blood\\nAnd cry your warning broad May that\\nBody bloat in black stench all fall\\nWho approach May you become hideous\\nAs your song affrighting dogs and virtue\\nTales hell-bearer unto my heart\\nMay that mouthed snake increase, coil round\\nYour neck and squeeze, dangle in\\nThe leaping, lapping flames I hate\\nMy veins are rushing virulence\\nYes, revenge, drench t in his sordid soul\\n\\\\_Attempts to stab. Exit Chas.\\nFortune, deformed and gnarling god destroying,\\nThou blood-brain of revolt, thou hissing hand\\nOf hundred fangs, and heart s stilliform of evil\\n\\\\_E spies John approaching.\\nWast but designs you dug in my idolatry,\\nAnd practice made thee pliant? Yes.\\nEnter John.\\nYet what gaudy creature is this man\\nIn foul court of accusation. [Aside.\\nFrom base suspicions free thee fore further\\nThou com st near.\\nJohn. In dense dishonor\\n1 see no light to innocence guiltless still.\\nThen no nearer dear I come, helpless on this guilt.\\nIt is the rock detimbers.\\nMary. Hast now learned\\nThe shining superficial needs quicker patching\\nThan the drab to life is lustre little value\\nBut makes the mender harder matching", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "32 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nAnd insincere stumbling in suspicion\\nDead or petrified? Then true, no more fraud.\\nSince lives like plots complex in extrication cheap\\nFor dissimulation wears a danger,\\nAnd the slink oft leaves his sleeve\\nUpon a nail since hypocrisy must sleep\\nAnd exposure is a stealthy tyrant of the night.\\nHark and hear Sir, I do bid you, go.\\nJohn, Ah, I met thee but to mourn thee, kissed\\nthee\\nBut to weep thee, and love s illimitable delight\\nIllimitable sorrow braves my confines of endurance.\\nThe ocean thought on the humble shores\\nOf each succeeding day to be the briny drink\\nOf gaunt despair. Abject sneered despised\\nYet, ever still the consort of my sorrow. [Exit.\\nMary. Two stars met, two luminaries shattered\\nInto nothingness. The firmament effluvia,\\nTo me no more the flowers afflatus. Ah me\\nWhat word of world now but woe\\nGone with that voice the cup-bearers\\nOf exquisiteness unto my felicity.\\nThe world wearies on in apostolate of pain. [Exit.\\nScene II. Robbers camp in wood. Garrett a\\nrobber.\\nGar. From culture s hills to gullies vulgar\\nFrom the kiss society s spurs of flight\\nFrom life to vice, from man to baseness.\\nThief. Again. Again a thief. A chief of thieves.\\nAh, but for a Monica to pray for me", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE II. 33\\nBefore my Rome mother plead with me\\nTo be low methinks my lot for nature s black,\\nMy heart is grisly, they are not.\\nHow quick in quaint s nomenclature\\nWe can rig defect in disfavor and must stay\\nIn soft phrase couch our compunctious grief,\\nIn palliating accusation build our abomination,\\nIn mud another term bed thick end exact\\nAnd yet, heard me any say it I d kill him\\nI m not bad at heart, but bad in manner gotten.\\nMy birth s to blame that I m a thief and full of\\nvillainy.\\nYea, as once a maiden wantoned in crime s\\nUnhallow d sheets, behold the collied fire\\nThe phenix springs, thou thee of\\nPerhaps the girl I do condemn her.\\nSome polished scoundrel used in conning strumpets,\\nAnd virtue deigning dalliance promenade,\\nthen to meet persuasions from the street.\\nNow for charnel-house I d change their shame\\nMy portion in the world for asylum with the dead.\\nAnd then, a robber dishonor welded to dishonor.\\n1 am crowded madness thus forever dwelling.\\nI must deck the present in carnations\\nPleasant. Oho, this Oh no, this sore\\nToo old and sore to soothe in the absurd\\nThis ache to tickle in the gewgaw of an empty\\nword.\\nEnter Agnes masked and garbed a robber.\\nHe ll cut this tension. Fellow, hither.\\nAgnes. Commend my mind to your command.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "34 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nGar. Twas thee, fellow, when sped the steely\\nTooth eternity from midnight s ebon ambush\\nSwerved the assassin s sword Saved my life\\nAgnes. Ay, ay.\\nGar. Twas adroit, and timed in time s\\nOwn nicety. Undoubtedly divine prevention.\\nMy tongue is fool in softer school,\\nTo thank were mockery s mutt ry.\\nThou art not masculine, excuse me if I say t,\\nBut tender built thy flesh in folds nor knotted\\nTo resistance. Had he killed me he d turned on\\nthee.\\nHad thou not fear in failure?\\nAgnes. Sir, none.\\nGar. Thy voice is soft it stirs a skeleton.\\nBut I am burning gratitude. Tell me for thee\\nWithin the province possible aught act may repay,\\nAnd I ll do t if twere to pick mountains off Sahara.\\nAgnes. Ne er to wed determined yet lovest me\\nthou dost.\\nAy, determination like a sleepless savage\\nThat peep th perdu behind that soul strains to me.\\nBehind thy gratitude thou art brute\\nIn night s black shift that brow my love I now\\nUnfolded. When thou art weaker in thy will\\nTime am opportune. Till then must wait\\nFore again to plead my heart, this cursed strangeness\\nKeeps thee from me. My dear request I will not\\nnow.\\n[Aside.\\nGar. A secret chacks in silence say it.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE II. 35\\nLad, did not thy lady love thee fairly?\\nThese grains of thymy mischief\\nWeigh a fodder woe upon the man.\\nIs t this weights thy gait? I have much\\nObserved thy solemn step, o erweary pace\\nIn stately sad and tempered gravity.\\nUnmask thy face, confide thy sorrow.\\nAgnes. Tis my maxim ne er confide in fens, sir.\\nI ll fly fore I unmask [Aside.\\nGar. Boy, wert bold\\nIn truth, astute in subterfuge, in peace,\\nNor visored in the boggy land of outlaws.\\nConfide dear friend and gratitude thy server.\\n[Puts his arm upon her shoulder.\\nAgnes. Nay, but thy expressions gratitude my\\nboon\\nTo further service. Didst say thy life before at-\\ntempted\\nGar. Yes, who would have struck me down last\\nnight\\nLast week a villain in it.\\nAgnes. ra y tell me how.\\nGar. I ll tell thee. Tis dreadful (I m out of\\nadjectives)\\nWhen world of mortal man o erwhelms\\nIn that awful revolution. From unknown wilds\\nOf a body s boundaries lost, from depths\\nCimmerian nature coming to the struggle\\nWith the unseen forces of thy million fears.\\nTo save it flesh spending spasms supernatural\\nPounding void steel-plint ring strength", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "36 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nEmptying in the atmosphere frothing efforts\\nVolleys in the catchless ether\\nAnd utmost in a multitude of doves\\nPouring from the loft of power.\\nMeantime the brain distraught in double tragedy.\\nThought in terror whiles the mind reviews\\nThe spirit gasps, a whirlwind in the soul\\nThere appears a spectacle, the lot of life\\nTolerably small, sweet illimitable\\nGrand to ravish, so imposing, verdure unattainted\\nSpring as we would say buttoned up\\nIn splendors, a pearly isle perfection\\nSunk in an ocean innocence. On a sudd n,\\nTrembles to the tread disdain of surly arbiter.\\nTis I in pride, offense and sin. Behold behold\\nThe isle erupts, the skies convulse,\\nThe green and the glitter gone. Mine eyes\\nPlunge in their prisons, talons tear me\\nRemorse, remorse, remorse, remorse, remorse.\\nThe day of ecstasy in thrall of damned one.\\nFor look st now where leaped purity\\nA carnal torrent cascades shame\\nThe emerald elevations nursing fogged,\\nCorruption washing in the ditches\\nHoly opportunities disorder s brood\\nEating each alive. But yet, let me first ask\\nWert thou e er spread in sweat condensed of death\\nOf those ominous drops of horror wet and cold\\nOf ulterior hand No Ne er in the icy gust\\nOf death s pushed open gates caressed Ah ah\\nNor thence the diabolical burst of death s", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE II. 37\\nLicentious laughter Nor heard from hell\\nThe dread, sonorous resonance\\nAs thought ne er echoed in the corridors of mortal?\\nI mean wert ne er in accident nigh closed\\nUpon existence Shook on the feeble shoot of life\\nNo?\\nAgnes. No.\\nGar. Then how may I tell?\\nAgnes. He tells not how, the manner in it or\\nescape\\nHis poor, tormented conscience venting its experience.\\n[Aside.\\nTwere horrible to die unplumed\\nThe wing of wrongs.\\nGar. Hence thou art but horn\\nTo my melancholy howl.\\nAgnes. Sir, discontent is volant\\nFrom man to man silent envy through the camp.\\nGar. What do they envy\\nAgnes. Sir, thy leadership.\\nGar. These moral reprobates, rebels of the world\\nJealous of my standing mongst them Well said.\\nDissensions are ever rifest in desertions.\\nBut whom dost think is sedition s chief?\\nIn that same skin methinks conspirator gainst my life.\\nAgnes. Whom do you most love in camp?\\nGar. Thee.\\nAgnes. But whom most courts your love\\nIn manner likely?\\nGar. Thee.\\nAgnes. But whom with love and laugh,", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "38 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nCommendatory and agreeing?\\nGar. Anthony? He?\\nAgnes. Be safe beware. Upon my heart, be-\\nware \\\\_Exit.\\nGar. Verily a strange chap and deceptive\\nDipping in demeanor then a sage,\\nThere a gosling, here a mountaineer.\\nBut for him I were despoiled my title man.\\nMan? Man. What sweet solemnity in a name\\nA goblet of unique a rose a sword a kingdom\\nA gabion of dark profound the surname of the\\nmystery.\\nMan? What is man more than name?\\nA bone a poor uncertainty to fears.\\nWhat is man but putrid matter round a maw\\nMeat in mold and movement and a loon yells grand\\nA scrawl upon mortality and form yclept a man\\nUnwound of nothing, and in a circle see it.\\nBah Tis breath and not belief. Positive\\nHow complacent while neath your seat\\nThe subject plunders.\\nWhat this spirit speaking but the pulse\\nOf parent perfect? No more? We say,\\nNature s animated atom and consciousness\\nTime s charity to parts\\nMonstrous These balanced sides, reign of liberal\\nlines\\nOf some wit directed these fallals plastic\\nAttempered and arranged in recesses of predestination.\\nIndeed this reservoir of blood in pelt of pattern\\nOn business fraught; this putrescence split", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE II. 39\\nAnd gashed for some contrivance sure.\\nAh but yet is Ah, tis these feast doubt s\\nDark dinner in the breast. And philosophy\\nGreat orb of all, a fool answers sued\\nBut presumption wins with mad assumptions.\\nAnd with our dainty theories we but drive it\\nDarker like pigmies mauling mysteries\\nWhen we do question ways working in a quarry.\\nWe ll call thee mongrel out of mystery and a doubt\\nTwixt gloom and myth standing in the dappled light.\\nCall If I knew what to call twere thy name I called.\\nA fool s strength is in his theme\\nTo be a fool tis make thy theme supreme.\\nEach fair argument in the meshes questions\\nI ll not think or utter in t. Tis nice thus wise\\nEnter Anthony.\\nAnt. Ha, ha, captain.\\nGar. I was thinking.\\nAnt. For thoughts so glum\\nGar. Never very merry.\\nAnt. Let me in, I ll drive the laughter out.\\nGar. Joke. one of thine yesterday.\\nAnt. What soured it?\\nForsooth you smile exceeding ill. Tis gout.\\nGar. Tis mine this disease excess. Hast thou\\nNot met that shallow soul and lean, cheap wit\\nSickening in senseless excess? I m sick.\\nI m sick of hearing thee be funny.\\nAnt. Thy indisposition let me give a potion\\nSimple formula will unclog the wheel of health.\\nGar. If thou depriv st a mouse of sense\\nUnbless him not of scent.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "40 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nAnt. Dost distrust\\nGar. Thou stink st ot treachery and I mistrust\\nThou seek st to doctor me to poison me,\\nTo make succession easy for I am known\\nThy sequacious soul aspires a spirit leading\\nTo wit, command this devilish horde to its hellish\\nvictory.\\nPoltroon forbear my life, forbear, forbear. [Exit.\\nAnt. Suspects my schemes, perceives my strategy\\nGainst his being and his precedence.\\nAh, the moon has two sides, as has he.\\nTo me his one side fair and kind, t other turns\\nAnd now hate he grinds upon my pate,\\nRancor now replaceth his regard. How calm,\\nLofty, haughty, walks he inferior earth.\\nConceit soon weeps and rocks for folly\\nThis prig soon felled of fortune merit.\\nBut for this stranger rider last night wert dead,\\nBut for the parry of this most skilless soldier,\\nBut for chance last week void same essay rescuing.\\nHe s wary now and watching, yet again\\nI ll steer a thrust unherald, I will lead.\\nEnter two robbers.\\nHe walks the world and we are incidents\\nUnworthy space and speech.\\nist Rob. Whom this now?\\nAnt. Our paper captain.\\n2d Rob. He is reserved.\\nAnt. Mum. Silence stockades him feeble.\\nWere given he to speech his dread countenance\\nWould show character most weak.\\nist Rob. Alone, sir,", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE II. 41\\nI ve seen him jig and rage and fret for fight.\\nAnt. Let me captain, thee two two lieutenants.\\n1st Rob. A were- wolf blood him not.\\n2d Rob. Good! How?\\nAnt. Nominate when a wedge will widen\\nFlaw in loyalty. They come be in among.\\nRe-enter Agnes, masked, and many robbers.\\nKnights\\nAgnes. See, he will beguile thee with his wiles\\nIn vain titles, gentlemen, beware, he ll flatter thee.\\nAnt. Who are you?\\nAgnes. Remains thy riddle, guess it.\\nCan t? Your brains are sop.\\nAnt. Insult me not.\\nAgnes. Insult me not or I ll make thee a thing to\\nbury\\nAnt, Did I draw, thou would run.\\nAgnes. Draw, I declare.\\nSee look watch I duel you They fight.\\nEnter Garrett. Breaks down their swords.\\nGar. Anthony, dost pick this youth and awkward\\nvictim\\nTo lay cold Coward In thy teeth I sling it\\nBefore the nightingale is in tales to the moon\\nGet thee thy guts and luggage out of camp.\\nThou soothing salve and pestilence, hence\\nAnt. Haughty and catarrhy, cantankerous and\\ndyspeptic\\nWretch I shall kill thee yet [Exit.\\nGar. Broken points and pieces jounce out\\n[To men.\\nYour discontentedness. Withdraw to election.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "42 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nGo quick, choose an other head. [Exeunt men.\\nStay thee. Duty is blunt business. To Agnes.\\nHence, home in spirit orderly. [Agnes going.\\nStay. Thou art heat unto my friendly heart.\\nWhy did you fight Anthony Thou art incapable\\nFor know st of swords as dost of manual labor.\\nAgnes. Methought to kill and thus make thee\\nsecure\\nFor restless he till he killed thee\\nAnd if I died to see me dead thou d kill him.\\nIf aught i the world is valuable tis life\\nThou couldst have it, I d take death.\\nGar. And because I love thee, because in raging\\nvice\\nI see thy drowning youth to thy home I order thee.\\nGo forth and woo the world as would thy wife.\\nIf subsistence afford thee but three hairs, braid them.\\nOr if a toiling modern life awaits thy home-returning,\\nConsider thou art blessed beyond the highest.\\nEndeavor be a current problem in all fortunes\\nAnd if thou be idle hostage wealth s poor fellow,\\nCompelled to ease, and but must spend,\\nTake this to thy heart. In all things\\nLove thou moderation, e en as Nature, grandess,\\nScorns extremes and minds advanced\\nPerceive the beautiful in simplicity\\nSince around thy mind means thy manner s mind.\\nAnd too much you know is multiple of rogues.\\nThen, aspire, but early learn thy limit,\\nFor without man s little lot tis cold, he s hungry\\nAnd distressed. Thus Steady in enterprise,\\nReady in desperation, calm in confidence.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE II. 43\\nStrive ever to drift to death is damnable,\\nDespicable to shamble in success.\\nAnd now about the subject of thy company\\nHave about thee many friends but remember\\nMen are diamonds, some are flawed and small\\nToo, that face in fair obtrusive,\\nBeware a tangled tail in darkness.\\nBe discreet, for poor discretion is wretch indeed.\\nThy past ever lever to thy future,\\nMidst men s emotions taciturn, pond rous\\nShalt thou be a spirit i the world.\\nThis ring wear. Takes ring from finger.\\nAgnes. No. [Takes her hand.\\nGar. Thou wilt wear it.\\n[Slips ring on Agnes finger, kisses her hand and\\nholds it.\\nAgnes. A kiss. O ye ancient fires, how thou\\nblazeth in my love [Aside.\\nTake it off, take it off, I ll wear it not,\\nFor languish lose or hunger give away\\nBetter scar, unjoint, the figures more impress\\nTake t whole twill snap thy hydra-head offense\\nTake t twill pluck thee to t twill beckon in thee.\\nGar. Remove.\\nAgnes. My mask I may not.\\nGar. Bright suits\\nSeek display, the sockless avoid exposure.\\nArt harpy gorgon? I command, unmask\\nAgnes. Then through the ring I ask\\nGar. I press for pardon.\\n[Kisses Agnes hand again.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "44 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nTell, sir, I beg thee, in what art wise of me.\\nThou ll never go to hell for being honest\\nThen be honest tell art crazy and but warble,\\nOr strange through the ways of artificial man\\nIndividuality in facts before my life\\nAgnes, A mortal mourns thee on a rock teary,\\nStark and starless she of thy sin.\\nOnce lily tall a rakish restant\\nVirginity empetalled woeful in its loss,\\nIn her swamp this symmetry midst dreams\\nTormented her corpse is purging dead.\\nMad? O God Distract? O ye demons\\nOn the moonlight hills the wolves hooloo\\nAnd mock her meekly calling. She fell.\\nWho Weird screaming in thy conscience\\nOne more round fit the circle of thy fancy\\nIgnoble cur to fancy s fitful circumstance\\nNo she says thou lovest her and but her.\\nReturn to her. Thy ring I ll keep. Good-bye.\\n\\\\_Exit.\\nGar. Strange, most strange, uncanny and un-\\nreal.\\nI ll take it for an omen and find my Agnes out.\\nTo-night I m to her nor in my birth to bury her.\\nI ll act no more the craven thing but trust to love\\nThou ll not scorn if learn how I was born.\\nEnter a Robber.\\nRob. Captain, but thee will lead us the men do\\nsay.\\nGar. Hath Anthony gone\\nRob. No. But this masked stranger\\nOpposed but now is off on his blooded animal.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE III. 45\\nGar. He ll not return. Bid Anthony wait for me.\\nTis safer gainst a bear to be in company\\nAnd if he goes my way I ll travel with him for a day.\\nRob. Do you go away?\\nGar. Yes, but ask not many questions.\\nI ll speak with Anthony myself. Come. [Exeunt.\\nScene III. Two rooms in Carroll 9 s. In Room 2\\nGarrett and Anthony eating.\\nIn Room 2.\\nGar. Why shifted and perplexed bid I to enter?\\nAnt. Did I look opposed?\\nGar. And mischief in thy face.\\nAnt. Eagerness behind acuteness tricked the\\ntruth.\\nEnter Servant with more food.\\nGar. Servant of this mansion thine s a goodly\\nact,\\nFor since the eve our leaving camp,\\nLong-starved and saddle-sore we ve traveled,\\nIn this our robber s bold attire not daring\\nVillage inn to enter, two days we ve hungered\\nNor tasted more than brackish water.\\nBe thou content to take as giving we.\\nGives Servant gold.\\nEnter Mary Carroll in Room i. Listens.\\nAnt. How long have you been servant here\\nSer. The many year. Since mistress mother\\nmarried.\\nAnt. Is thy mistress mother dead\\nSer. She is.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "46 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nAnt. Is thy mistress father dead?\\nSer. He is.\\nIn Room 1.\\nMary. One voice in habiliments familiar.\\nWho Who Wits why so wildly run\\nThe friends in recollection. No? No?\\nI ve heard somewhere that voice.\\nIn Room 2.\\nAnt. How did he die?\\nSer. I faith he didn t die, mur-\\ndered was he.\\nMistress cousin-german murdered him.\\nAnt. That s me.\\n[Aside.\\nHow do you know?\\nSer. Mistress knows.\\nAnt. Where s mistress now?\\nSer. A sleepin behaps a dreamin\\nGar. Anthony I leave thee at the cross-roads.\\nSir, come with me to the stable. To Servant.\\nAnthony follow when art filled.\\nAnt. I m after soon.\\nI ll make speed with this. Please wait me there.\\n[Exeunt Gar. and Servant.\\nIn Room 1.\\nMary. This last accent culled\\nThis toothed expulsion chewed knavery.\\nAnt. Time and chance conjoint. My guilt in\\nproof\\nStirs and sleeps with her. I ll creep\\nTo where she dreams and advance her.\\nMary Carroll as died thy father so groanless thou.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE III. 47\\nEnters Room i.\\nMary. Hold Anthony. Behold her in grace\\nRevenge hath given. Shrink, diminish,\\nCanst not escape these weary years precision.\\n[Unfolds a knife.\\nSee this cast iron that ploughed\\nMy father s simple heart stained in t\\nThis steel run his sacred stream,\\nDeath s ground edge took up in the temple\\nOf his life. Let clang thy last amen\\nFor thy wrong erects reward. Twas thou\\nConjured hallowed home a voiceless hollow\\nDug here in my heart a grave and love\\nA ghostly column. His eyes were open\\nSpoke avengement, embosomed this told tool.\\nEnter Garrett, Room 2.\\nAnthony Anthony Where has Satan gone\\nEnter Garrett, Room i.\\nMary. Die my father s murderer Die Die\\nGar. Let not that dagger judge thee\\n\\\\_Knife falls Ant. picks it up and holds\\nto strike.\\nMary. Mercy\\nAnt. I am mercy s monkey. Punk, plunge\\n[Attempts to strike and Gar. kills.\\nGar. An ape may never more than imitate\\nWoman own thou that remarkable reptile\\nShame for it nor be so dark in horror.\\nWhen recreants return why grieve\\nGraves their rightful keepers. He was coils\\nAnd snaky instincts clad, in sheen,", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "48 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nPanting in precaution, pernicious in security^\\nA tear? he s not worth it. Anthony, unexampled\\nthief\\nHow sleep st thou How stiff thine arm\\nHow oft i the night did t lift to cleave my neck\\nTo find watchful mine were higher?\\nLet me repose thy arms in harmony,\\nThy head heavenward. I ll lend thee charity.\\nMary. Man thou art fair.\\nGar. Ah? yes; some.\\nMary. Great\\nGar. Great but sad in faculty s expression.\\nMary. How odd.\\nGar. Greatness is agate oddities.\\nMary. Thy voice rolls combers on sands golden,\\nFlat and perfect.\\nGar. Some are deft with pretty phrases,\\nSome mouth out their meaning.\\nMary. Throne of my\\nGar. Ditch of my own.\\nMary. My prince, my passion,\u00e2\u0080\u0094\\nGar. Nay, passionate prince\\nOf the tragic palace of Inferno.\\nMary. What marvels blend you in mine eye\\nThou art the gilt upon the urn of world.\\nGar. And half the guilt within it.\\nMary. Sir, thou art my span of destiny.\\nGar. Thou art surface set of edges\\nCutting cords of constancy. In love\\nLet thou not straddle more than thou\\nCanst clean recover. Is Carroll not thy name\\nMary. Yes, sir.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "ACT II. SCENE III. 49\\nGar. By my honor thought it was\\nThou art she bestow d her hand upon two brothers\\nWithin a week if thy record I remember right.\\nMary. Prithee who he\\nGar. Mine Ephesian history.\\nLook on this and thank tis not answerless.\\n[Points at body of Atxt.\\nWoman, in removal be minute for science\\nIs a sleuth-hound too, procrastination\\nIs a sophist dissipating opportunity. Going.\\nMary. Waters in a tumult, scorn a tempest\\nIn the heavens wilt launch me to contumely,\\nTo depthless dark dishonor? Guilt zigzagging\\nTo direct them$ wilt make thy victim s victim?\\nTake the corpse away or I am damned for it\\nThey ll say I did t. Remove, for remove I can\\nnot!\\nGar. My safety is thy sleep in incident\\nThy head chopped off the circumstance is dead.\\nMary. Trust me in sworn and solemn secrecy.\\nGar. Woman s secrecy is hangman s noose for\\nfools.\\nWell, remember speech is specious,\\nSilence is immortal logic.\\n[Exeunt through Room z, Gar. dragging Ant.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "50 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nACT III.\\nScene I. Cabin in the mountains about Almont\\nmanor.\\nEnter Garrett, Olt and Xen, robbers.\\nGar. Thou swearest loyalty. Yet I know thee\\nnot.\\nOlt. Beat of beak, wing and talons prove we re-\\ncreants.\\nGar. I will sound their service. \\\\_Aside.\\nEnzoned in thee, sirs, range provinces incircum-\\nscriptible\\nYea, sovereigns all autocrats o er realms imme-\\ndiate.\\nLaugh not. Idiots push where wise men justly\\npause.\\nHark thy souFs approval try thy minds estimate\\nOppose with limits the ends of thine own nature\\nLords adept with multiples be accurate in thine own.\\nThou seem st more serious. Let me go on.\\nBehold thy solemn powers gainst forted darkness\\nAll in grand kneel as thy dependencies\\nHear the crashing shackles of the world\\nTumbling to thy will. Doth it not breathe\\nRebellion in the intellect regnant kings to serve\\nThe censure of a captious master?\\nVile, applauseless office, damning.\\nGo if thou will it give thy will its wings.\\nOlt. All that we know, but yet we stay.\\nGar. How oft fair promise proves not in expan-\\nsion", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "ACT III. SCENE I. 51\\nI ll try again. But once thou wert young. [Aside.\\nHunt again in innocence regale again with truth\\nTurn back the deluge of thy blood and guilt\\nVillains all recover buried banks of paradise\\nKnaves forget the fighting prostitutes in armor\\nOf thy forging drink, thieves, thought\\nAt freedom s font of fear tremble murderers\\nIn a conscience s sweet authority.\\nBlack child astray bask again I say\\nIn those sunsome days bid break away\\nBehold in pleasant memory valley of thy youth.\\nDidst leave upon thy fortune and fear their ridicule\\nWithout it? or jilted by some laughing damsel,\\nWouldst spite thy life in crime s career?\\nEach is gardener of will. Sow deeds as thou\\ndeem st.\\nReturn if it behooveth thee, the way is wide.\\nXen, Drove me from home crime unspeakable.\\nOlt. I the jailer slew for vile word escap d.\\nGar, List instructions. I was born a hundred\\nmiles from here.\\nMy mother had sixteen children but of this big\\nbrood\\nBut I am left the rest I murdered.\\nCousin or second cousin none have I\\nSo do not question through the country who I am.\\nWhen am silent I m in sorrow, leave me in my\\nsorrow.\\nNor be thou near when destruction in me billows\\nrolls.\\nI ll pay you well nor question how you live\\nBut with me do not interfere, invite me to confer,", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "52 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nThy disputes refer, nor be two sycophantic asses.\\nI love a woman. I am seeking her.\\nFrom home she s gone, friends forgott n\\nThis hut is base of operations in her quest.\\nShe was wont to visit me in this town below\\nOn the morrow we shall sally to inquire.\\n[Exeunt.\\nScene II. Room in Almonf s.\\nEnter Marion.\\nMar. O triumphal morn O bellic, celestial\\napproach\\nO multitinted might Legions jewels, O flaming\\nhost I\\nSilent so potential advancing nations at a stride.\\nO brow of absence how thou art beautified\\nIn the noiseless labors of the night Nature s\\nUnlearned laws unblemished erudition s medley;\\nAll couplement complete, naught of stealing\\nSingular distinction. Nor in exactness immolate,\\nGrand s one careless execution.\\nO light in love what soul in sea of sympathy\\nTis spring. The universe seems sown in sanction\\nFilled of balm from Elysium s beaker decant.\\nThe sparrow in tonic flight, doves in circling doubt\\nA thousand trills proclaiming, e en music in the\\ncrow.\\nThen, too, earth s inwrought vernal vest in beauty\\nHills embossed, immortal mounds in ambient glory.\\nAnd the gnarled knave does curtsy to his lady elm\\nThe arbutus tells o er its eternal tale the violets\\nHardy in devotion to their rugged, pagan regularity.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "ACT III. SCENE II. 53\\nEverywhere jacket buds abruiting sweet report\\nOf vict ry and terrene havior make profane\\nTo move in less than grace. \\\\_Turns away.\\nFlower, frail defiance, saved I from winter s fang\\nTell me the things of thy mute world so beautiful\\nTo know. Exquisite is thy crimson skirt\\nThy purple polonaise, golden slippers\\nTo tireless sorcery s swift Terpsichore.\\nMore pleased in praise, and quicker in my presence,\\nLife and refinement be not a goose and tell\\nWhereof the hues that dyed my lady s texture.\\nOut of clime, in the land a stranger\\nCharles, Verness, coming toward. How early in\\naffairs. \\\\_J5xzt.\\nEnter Charles and Verness.\\nVer. Then tis agreed paid amount she s mine.\\nChas. If the farmer follow not his pickers\\nHe ll market half his crop. Tis not agreed \\\\_Aszde.\\nAs you have granted.\\nVer. The price is on your lips\\nThy mouth is hollow to t.\\nChas. The like of her\\nAs scarce as snowy sheep save in tale.\\nDouble that and doubt not that she is thine.\\nWere mortal else repulsive she would advance\\nThe average a marvel justly carved in gentle truth.\\nUnbreathed to bloom, in time s persuasive talent\\nWhat may not be these first principles\\nSo amorous innocence make us melancholy\\nOf our scandals. A blush burning snow-flakes\\nMake em smell. Nor is she flourish of accomplish-\\nment.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "54 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nIn pause and poise blue gulf of intellect\\nIn swell whose noetic powers encompassment re-\\nprove\\nThine own poverty. Consider logs of ages fired\\nTo light time in serving her divinity\\nIts vessels laden in each drop of her conception\\nThink on delights there dally possession, weigh it.\\nVer. Let be drawn a document of honor.\\nCkas. Honor needs none.\\nVer. A mark in understanding oft spoils the\\ndevil.\\nCkas, Will chicanes in obligation obligation jeal-\\nous.\\nVer. If men are mailed in a skirmish first with\\nstraws,\\nWere not prevision happier in having been particu-\\nlar?\\nCkas. Tis not so. What is my stipend for con-\\ncession\\nVer. A fourth more.\\nCkas. A third make it.\\nVer. A third be it.\\n[Sits to a table writes.\\nCkas. Move the fraction.\\nVer. This statement in a name.\\nCkas. What a comical sprawl If tis witty as\\ntis written\\nTwill destroy a company o budge objectors.\\n[Aside.\\n[Ver. kands writing. Chas. reads.\\nQuite scribed. Thou in terms, I am naked.\\nWill I sign and lose a sister? Orphan, only tie?", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "ACT III. SCENE II. 55\\nI will not sign. Is not father dead and mother?\\nAs it strikes me, thou wert absent at their funerals?\\nVer. I was away\\nChas. Thou wert not there.\\nThus parentless and I protector Marion s\\nDost think would deed to thee, miser?\\nBesides the contract is not equitable.\\nVer. If that is no, earth contains not contract\\nequitable.\\nChas. Double thy gift to her, double my agree-\\nment,\\nInsert to woo and wait a moon, I ll affix.\\nVer. Would a beggar make\\nChas. Beggary elevate.\\n[Ver. counts out. Chas. signs and recounts.\\nHow debts do shrink in memory That third.\\n[Ver. counts and gives him. They pass\\npapers.\\nCome; I ll. show where Marion gathereth sunbeams.\\nGoing.\\nHe is dread the devil hogs and ignorance\\npest\\nEnter Garrett.\\nGar. Did thy tongue turn reptile and attacking\\n[To Chas.\\nDid the demons in thee take form and dance before\\nthee\\nThy surprise more blown, nor groan more rooted.\\nI am returned awhile. If monumental sin\\nOf mine cast its shadow thwart thy memory\\nSee it not I mean my past life dare thou not utter-", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "56 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nMe on thy peril never mention or make thy refer-\\nence.\\nTake care secrete in thy furrows malice\\nNaught unkindly or craft crowd thee into killing\\nme.\\nLet not success be thief of other thought, nor push\\nDiscretion cross borders anger black and bloody\\nFor a tempest is my shroud my soul a brothel\\nAnd pernicious vapors. Descend thou into verity\\nI am thy ladder into hell. And to thee Verness\\nSmug, simpering puppet, be not too native\\nTo the spring, and fence thee from that thing.\\nSee, I needs but address the wind.\\nEnter Olt and Xen.\\nTheir necks.\\nThey draw and hold close.\\nThey love blood nor care from whence they take it.\\nDesist. Pathos in your aspects ludicrous.\\n[Olt and Xen drop their swords.\\nCharles Almont, dost remember of that lady\\nWho once upon mine arm took lewd word\\nFrom thee, and I nigh had plunged my sword\\nIn thee but she did grasp preventing?\\nChas. I don t\\nGar. Thou liest My men again, his neck.\\n[Olt and Xen hold swords close.\\nChas. I do.\\nGar. Men desist; next time knock his head off.\\nSwords drop.\\nHast seen her since\\nChas. No.\\nGar. I believe thee there.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "ACT III. SCENE II. 57\\nCharlie I shall see thee later. Verness beware of\\nhim.\\nMy men, follow, me Verness beware of him.\\n[Exeunt Gar., Olt and Xen.\\nChas. Come I ll show where Marion gathereth\\nsunbeams. \\\\_Exeunt Chas. and Ver.\\nEnter Royal Carroll in the arm of Agnes\\nNance garbed a gentleman.\\nAgnes. Thou sayest thy name is Royal Carroll?\\nIs not Marion thy petition here\\nBe royal in countenance. Tis Marion?\\nRoy. So.\\nAgnes. Cling to this I stole from woman s tome.\\nLover lack quick force the teeth of independence\\nEnamored she, hold honor her dependence. Then,\\nhop not\\nIn favor down her throat, nor fear at arms-end\\nNeither be mechanical, measure not thy mind and\\nmien.\\nEach impulse challenge kiss and cool again.\\nIn affection ardent not improper in flatt ry\\nBe not spare and when thou dip st in praise\\nDip in praise entire. Pause betimes.\\nSue not by brightness, woo by worth.\\nThis in hate no virtue like virtue.\\nI shall watch thy love. Bid me success\\nAs I bid thee for I unto my love to-morrow\\nHiding in the mountains here around.\\nRoy. I wish thee success.\\nAgnes. Good-bye.\\nRoy. Adieu.\\n[Exeunt oppositely.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "58 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nScene III. Cabin in the mountains about Al-\\nmont manor Garrett.\\nGar. O space and compass stern minister to that\\nlife\\nPowers in prospect ope the hand invisible munificence,\\nAnd be harm pregnant mollify conceptions wrath.\\nLove, how ill fit thee this gross, unpolished sphere.\\nPoint perfect, tower of excellence, untamed degree\\nWoman wide, heaven deep, true as truth\\nAye, ne er did ways so run in quantity and propor-\\ntion.\\nBefore I met thee thus and these happy Agnes Nance.\\nBut now imhomed, non-bound, unguided and ungov-\\nerned,\\nLost. But the curse it stands, I met thee.\\nI met thee. Aye, like havoc in the sleep of innocence,\\nVillain fleet as angel, woe on wings surreptious.\\nThen queendom modesty succeed of scarlet shame\\nBeauty poured aloft ornate in simple sanctity\\nStripp d, as in pathetic spell-work of the palmer-\\nworm\\nPurity in obscurity like the snow the shadow shelters\\nTill trespassed laws of lust vast as vanity.\\nAh, too late does folly speed the errand of regrets,\\nHeed ruptures hard processional on disesteem\\nFor then my turn straight it spurns,\\nI, spurn of womb, man and world, creation and\\ncreator,\\nI of dishonesty thine only honesty refused.\\nSurly, sententious, dogged, fickle fool, outcast send\\nthee.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "ACT III. SCENE III. 59\\nThy face upturned and piteous finds no pity in me\\nKneeling, pleading, advantage falls whip upon com-\\nplaint.\\nYes, who once was slave can best lash a slave\\nOppression now packet of oppressed torment\\nCan add science to the load. And now my heart\\nGreat groan, a tear but it knew the road.\\nA villain may love when men emotioned ordinary\\nKnow but vows and mode.\\neye for a glance dispelling daylight thine\\nIn these thick senses fast and dark\\nAh what fields and cities may grow o er partition\\nWhat passionless sky stretch its successive length\\nThis epoch of my longing rumbling in dread flight.\\nYe age of absence the rushing waters anguish\\nAgnes gone and regions mine own inundating.\\nYea, like swine in mine own torrent swimming\\nTill swimming saw my throat. O bitterness\\nBut why pout o er portion when no pity admeasures?\\nWhy with fortune haggle swordless trouble\\nFight? Badger seeking in the open dogs to throttle?\\nLet love be brain hands do beat the head?\\nRabbit stamp enjoined by lion? Or senseless still,\\nWith grace and tears of antelope fate to captivate\\n1 know what I ll do. Agnes I will learn to hate thee.\\nI will scribble billet muse or read it\\nEv ry tolling hour till eternity take care of me.\\nI ll do t though I am maniac s rehearsal.\\nAgnes, ne er again shall puny impulse gather me to\\nthee. Writes.\\nTo my pocket know thou art to patch a sadness.\\nThe paper falls to the floor. Exit.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "60 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nEnter Agnes.\\nAgnes. Heart, hold Why knock st thou about\\nmy body so\\nLightly footfalls care not too heavy be my tread.\\nWhat my soul dost thou plead to return\\nDo I tread in on death s sleeping king?\\nBefore the throne of blood a falling, crawling, of-\\nfender\\nNo one my love, my lord, my king, my Jove.\\nHe said my slave toiling in my wonders world\\nBut in perfect love were we the unit of equality.\\nAnd though the secret severed love sits equal yet.\\nIf he s a monarch, I m a monarch s queen.\\nIn rights I m splendent in wrongs train parade\\nAs his idol of affiance again will I front.\\nA paper and in his hand What largess to kiss\\n\\\\_Picks up paper and kisses it.\\nA poem Admittance to the strains Elysian\\n\\\\_Reads.\\nWith a hate as ferce as Jlesh I hate\\nAgnes thee and thy polluted freight.\\nBrittle be my blood, my lids in grip,\\nNance, fore thou across my vision trip.\\nStrength is passing mind is setting.\\nHo Let me die O volumes reason bear me on\\nthy ebb.\\nO ye frowning followers of that nether depth,\\nHell s frenzy wallowers in torments come, come,\\nSwiftly with me in my impotence, burn\\nOut of me all conceit of him for whom I died.\\nDo I not die Can I not die\\nO black passion give me the drink of death", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "ACT III. SCENE IV. 6 1\\nO ye twisted fires come quick entangle me\\nO grave come quick and take my peeling corpse\\nWas ever vigil for such dole ban violent\\nO dread oblivion dissolve till thought in me is not\\nHark, he comes. Ah tears that I were thee remain-\\ning Writes and Exit.\\nEnter Garrett.\\nGar. Agnes voice and heels, for sure Eyes\\nare liars.\\nLike a ghost she followeth. O my senses\\nIf I see red leaf she had redder lips\\nBlue flowers, red flowers, white flowers all remind\\nPoor Nero. How oft the rosied occasion\\nDragged thee to thy trough of blood\\nThy deeds tremendous talons tore thee\\n[Espies Agnes note reads it.\\nI came in love, vow and ring bringing\\nAs yore to-day hiss and sting winning.\\n[Sounds his horn.\\nEnter Olt and Xen.\\nA woman, fetch her in. She s nigh round. Be\\ngone\\nOlt. Ay, ay, that we will the elusive flea\\n[Exeunt Olt and Xen.\\nHuddling in thy narrowing ambit, trapped in a trice,\\n[Exit.\\nScene IV. In Almonfs garden.\\nEnter Garrett.\\nGar. Aye, e en may his shades of generation\\nTo man shoot shafts to split the moon.\\nWhy tis seen gimcracks borne, adored", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "62 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nThough they be brainless, weak and delicate,\\nBecause it happed he happed to be of noble birth.\\nOr a little fellow, God s providence assisting,\\nWrought a little wonder, on the instant popularity\\nBecomes his hatchet-man from whom he leaps in\\nordeal\\nOf adulations, feasts, receiving men s esteem.\\nO world thou bubble of idolatry\\nO degenerate age when dignity will hang on\\nidiocy\\nVirgins strut, dissolution angles to enamels banter\\nPower s drunk, and orders shoulder with the bold\\nNoble sembles base, and fidelity in pushing for posi-\\ntion\\nAll because a valiant, tyrant or a thief.\\nOr, as I say, because his father was.\\nBut O woe wild fault once they turn honor s hounds\\nHow oft my dreams discover my dishonorable or-\\nphanage.\\nFor what of life is worse hush, words are adders,\\nAnd guilt in herring hundreds shimmers in my\\nshame.\\nWhat, guilt? Indeed, and men step back three feet.\\nIs it so Am I but flourish of a sin Can irregu-\\nlarity\\nBefore my birth chase me through existence?\\nAre there some circumstances prodigies\\nBeyond consistency Tush to think of it\\nWho may blame result nor know it be above them,\\nWho contumely on a consequence a cause\\nThey can not criticise Out of wedlock got,\\nAdmit a product infamy, how that poesy transmit?", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "ACT HI. SCENE IV. 63\\nBut fools and fatalists linger in dualities congenital.\\nOut of wedlock got again I say\\nI am but breach of custom, less etiquette, less law\\nAnd law but lines on time, habit harnessed.\\nI am a flower, rootless nor compelled,\\nGrand in will and freedom and never\\nMay be beauty oblique to ends of ordination.\\nIf men are to be weighed by birth\\nAt birth they should be weighed.\\n[There is heard a low whistle. Gar. an-\\nswers it.~\\\\\\nEnter Olt and Xen.\\nTo your stations hie. If you see her trail her;\\nIf you lose her you lose your carmine, scarlet slush.\\nShe is woman wonderful, answers name of Agnes\\nNance.\\nI am thirsty. When I ve obtained a drink I shall\\nvisit thee. \\\\_Exeunt Gar. Olt and Xen.\\nEnter Charles.\\nChas. Happy is the sleep of poverty pious in t,\\nOr scabby crown the vermine errant o er the bolster,\\nThan head in dread adversity tiptoeing in his snores.\\nSince childhood polished farthing the batten\\nOf ambition dangling fore Fortune s\\nShriveled fist of smothered charity.\\nCheat and cover lest loss sweat through inducement\\nWatching vain moments of possession to disseize\\nRemorseless, sleepless years for a gainless gold.\\nAnd now oh so sad, unhappy, watching\\nReunion with my blind ideals running in\\nSo farcical, and life s best heart assailing\\nTo escalade attainment bitter.-:", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "64 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nAnd now to-day comes Verness. Shall I consent\\nMy Marion s sale to him and his vile seizen\\nShall I cap career s rapacity in act this?\\nFor if she has a single sin tis hatred of him.\\nNor love has he. Then shall I sell to appetence?\\nSell Why I ve sold my orphan sister to Verness.\\nYe cheerless years of usuries, imbittered memories,\\nYe my store of inward grievings are ye\\nIn this act exceeding all to be augmented in thy store\\nNo. It must not be. It shall not be.\\nNo, Verness, thou shalt not own by force,\\nSnatch and away, but gain thou must her will to wed\\nI am resolved. How easy to resolve. But for Carroll\\nTwere not necessary this bashful gatch and awk-\\nward lover.\\nWere Carroll dead twere out of muddle.\\nFor then Verness induce I could unto thy bed.\\nWere Carroll dead. Why not make him dead\\nIs he not brother of that dame accursed\\nHow I hate to think of her Carroll thou shalt die.\\nEnter Verness.\\nVer. This long have I prevailed, longer not.\\nHear you I will not She is but a height\\nIncreasing and coruscant, insuperable and alluring\\nAnd when from simple matter spring to issue\\nMatrimony, failing, am torn on jutments\\nOf discouragement. I intend to bear her off to-day.\\nCkas. Thou art bleeding on the precipice of\\nstrife.\\nVer. I ve plead in forms cogent would provoke a\\nstone\\nIn dainty terms spoke of love immaculate, eternal", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "ACT ITI. SCENE IV. 65\\nIn emotion s thunder turned the ferment of restraint,\\nCkas. She never boggles at Carroll s swainish\\nways.\\nBut note I have how playfully with vacancy\\nWhen thy suit most smokes. Yet I know she loves\\nthee.\\nVer. I joke and joke, she laughs and smiles.\\nThen again to jokes and thus loud in collision till\\nexhaust.\\nCkas. And, thereby, lost long applause for few.\\nLonely soon or gasping the cumulative idol\\nTold all his stories sooner.\\nVer. Once whet, intent to tally\\nHow easy now in ridicule. Give your last kiss\\nFor I load on agreement. As fair is fool\\nI put my faith in force. I take away to-day.\\nCkas. She is cold.\\nVer. She d freeze four feet in three.\\nCkas. And heartless.\\nVer. As hollow as an oracle.\\nCkas. But skin and pigment.\\nVer. Spurious in the human else.\\nCkas. Ass, what a garland wants thy lust Nup,\\nKnow not thou she loves thee more than me\\nThis morn caught musing. List till while I quote.\\nThe petals of superb curling on center sterling\\nSummer *s murmur in my cheek when he is near,\\nMy blood a quick* ning rill when V ernes s is near,\\nAn indejiniteness in billows of entrancement\\nCarroll, the stolid moon and yet Hike the clown\\nAnd as are the tides attracted controller o my\\nsoul.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "66 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nVer. Said Marion that\\nChas. Verily I say it.\\nRise predominance quench this debile deity\\nIn his extinction art thou distinct.\\nRip his heart Marion s thou art lone lord in favor.\\nDaunted Look, I lead to t. War is parent peace.\\nAh, the orbit of those arms whose touch\\nWill trickle in thy toe think, free traffic\\nIn those lips like fruit voluptuous in Eden\\nOf temptation. Or, sup hunger with one-eyed Loss.\\nThou art full facts on thee devolves responsibility.\\nVer. She is mine to-day to take away.\\nChas. The contract speaks in peace. Thou shalt\\nnot take\\nBy rape. While Carroll lives in dominance\\nHer love for thee is dormant. The contract speaks in\\npeace.\\nThou shalt not take by rape.\\nRe-enter Garrett partially drunk, Olt\\nand Xen.\\nGar. Verness, doth Charles try thee to manip-\\nulate\\nEnter unobserving Marion and Royal,\\narm in arm.\\nMar. Nature s meek, small man alone thrason-\\nical.\\nAh, no, Royal, thou art wrong, nothing parvanimity,\\nNature s great, nature s grand, nature s big and good.\\nRoy. Love the world enlarges, but loneliness ab-\\nsumes,\\nThou knowest not I love there therefore am I\\nlonely.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "ACT III. SCENE IV. 67\\nGar. I want to fight. I like thy size. [ZbRoY.\\nBack callow youth Back back or fall\\nRoy. When Carroll s blood in his feet revolts\\nThen call Carroll coward.\\nMar. Prithee, peace\\nGar. Pray there and play.\\nRoy. And teach as twas taught.\\nMar. Stop, I do obtest of thee They fight.\\nChas. Play well, gentlemen.\\nOlt. A score\\nXen. No.\\nVer. O match, and what a triumph\\nGar. I shall take thy shoes off soon.\\nRoy. Henceforth can Almont s garden boast a\\nghost.\\nEnter Agnes. Garrett s sword falls from his\\nhand.\\nAgnes. O warring soul can his young life arbi-\\ntrate\\nA hecatomb close conscience? Think thought\\nSo easy rid? 1 am remorse in memory for ever.\\nGar. Who art thou I know thee not.\\nAgnes. Edward, thou deniest me? Ah, had I\\ndenied\\nOh no O take it not O love and meant my heart\\nFor there grating s checkered pris ner art.\\nForget thee Edward No more than thou\\nCanst me forget.\\nGar. The woman s mad I know her not.\\nAgnes. E en though faith sailed affinity is found-\\ner d\\nThou art my Jupiter e en as I wert thy Juno.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "68 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nBut, O unhappy man poised upon thy nature s edge,\\nThy lie me denying vain for I come not to thee,\\nNay, my purpose to this couple speak. Aside.\\nTell, Carroll, art thou honest unto Marion?\\nRoy. Yes.\\nAgnes. Love her?\\nRoy. Aye.\\nAgnes. Love thou him\\nMar. I do.\\nAgnes. Beware the soft, sleepy lutes gainst thy\\nvigilance\\nPile thy ardors high heav n propining. Going.\\nGarrett I ll not go till told more my woe.\\nIn delirium raging, penned up in a cage\\nNature mad and all invert till e en pain\\nSeemed ecstacy, and thus her fancy ran.\\nPlucked her scalp my grave the gory strewments\\nChewed her wrists, gnawed her gyves to clasp me\\nHer ankles snapp d in efforts to meet me.\\nHome to spy; I roused and running entered.\\nMy bride-maid at her head contort in death\\nHome again in hired rags unknown.\\nAn aspen on my sorrow, shrieking, shaken\\nAgony stenting the unstruck chords of agony.\\nThen some one thrust me out. O mother mother\\n[Exit weeping.\\nGar. Mother made from papers, powders,\\npaints and pads.\\nHow well I remember too her father, effete, unfaith-\\nful\\nThose two dutiful hairs struggling cross his glassy\\npate.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "ACT III. SCENE V. 69\\nGone. May thou not bolt. Go, for I care not.\\nMar. Come away. [To Roy.\\nRoy. Love thou ridest my bridled will.\\n[Exeunt Mar. and Roy.\\nGar. No more the beast where flow their stale.\\nOlt. Ah, then thou know\\nGar. What he durst her speak\\nThink tis boldness seen Get thee after her.\\nBring back. Twas she before eluded thee.\\nOlt. A\\nXen. A\\n[Exeunt Olt and Xen.\\nVer. Hip and lip, sheen and scent, rose of all.\\nChas. Hush. See how necessary tis kill Car-\\nroll?\\nCome. If Marion you re to wed Carroll you must\\nkill. [Exeunt Chas. and Ver.\\nGar. They do not find. I must help look.\\n[Exit.\\nScene V. Another part of the garden.\\nEnter Agnes, Marion and Royal.\\nAgnes. Wax not swelled for conceit will spoil a\\nking.\\nGirl command him not his queen serene.\\nIn school are puny wise but love alone\\nIs broad development. Wed and wonder.\\nList tis twice repeated but tis not too oft repeated\\nHeed ye sin advancing while we plod along.\\nFriend I kiss thee, and thou art to be happy.\\nKisses Mar,", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "7 3 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nMar. You are angel in our way.\\nAgnes. Adieu.\\nRoy. Adieu.\\n[Exeunt Mar. and Roy.\\nAgnes. Sweet, jealous, beautiful then bold,\\nemotional.\\nWhiles fearing fate yet will is interference,\\nOr I would tell them haste for I mistrust\\nHer mutt ring brother, that other s indignation.\\nTo-gether hither. I ll here in this summer-house.\\n[Hides.\\nEnter Charles and Verness.\\nChas. Like agrestic culture jostled for his twang-\\ning\\nCondemnation I enjoy to tease thy terror,\\nIgnoramus thy expostulations, thy disquisitions\\nOn the nobler, so far without avoiding course\\nOf thy zigzag understanding. Pick him slyly,\\nThy rival, Carroll, kill him. Thou art coward, don t.\\nAccept the task as it appears speed\\nBe steed to it motto of this all actual world.\\nThine to-night but behold an other taking.\\nVer. Time is essence of the contract;\\nWe should extend that clause.\\nChas. Thou art wise to think of it subjoin the\\nchange.\\n\\\\_They sit in a bench; Chas. produces ink,\\nand Ver. writes J\\\\\\nBefore this date Carroll s coffined [Reading.\\nVer. And rotten.\\nThey pass papers.\\nChas, Come, let us out.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE I. 7 1\\nVer. Let us talk not of it.\\n[Agnes picks Verness pocket. Exeunt\\nChas. and Ver.]\\nAgnes, A brief it may explain. I ll away read\\nits articles. [Exit.\\nACT IV.\\nScene I.\\nEnter oppositely, riding, Mary Carroll, two\\nattendants, and Royal Carroll, riding faster.\\nMary, Brother Brother Thou dost drink the\\neye of life\\nCool in joy heart s extended tongues of longing\\nAppease my fears, come near that I may feel\\nAnd know tis thee\\nRoy. I enjoy thy fuss and flush.\\nMary. Brother, I ve sought thee wide, places\\nceasing,\\nHope ceasing. Fears like ivy twined my desperate\\nsoul.\\nMe feared thy mortal anger and thou wert bled\\nI some challenge.\\nRoy. Not a drop but the eye could count.\\nMary. Some evil keeps thee civil. Tell.\\nWhat prompt thy travels in this queachy thicket met?\\nRoy. On a run, I jumped the gully the rest go\\nround.\\nMary. On hunt went and held thee dead in\\naccident.\\nWho follow thee", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "72 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nRoy. A Charles Almont, adverting,\\nThe nonpareil of fellows a\\nMary. Escape him.\\nRoy. Surely seems\\nMary. Hist, tis a way the serpent has.\\nRide in band of robbers.\\nist Rob. Careful of her lady\\n2nd Rob. Quench your points in men\\nJrd Rob. Look, my mute orator.\\n4th Rob. This, will I punch his jugular?\\nRoy. Give me my arm free I ll take any three\\nMary. Buzzards on what pounce?\\nist Rob. Animals and valu bles.\\nEnter Garrett.\\nGar. Leave man his saddle mine he dies\\nPart Carroll Carroll In thy soul cool thy sword\\nMen of their things thou shalt not. All, forward\\n[Exeunt band.\\nWoman I remember thee. Far, down,\\nTo Mary Carroll.\\nDeep in a hole I buried him.\\nMary. Sir, stay.\\n\\\\_Exit Gar.\\nRoyal, dost know him?\\nRoy. As the humming-bird by its hum.\\nBut he says he knoweth thee\\nMary. I fed him once.\\nThey do near. Return with me.\\nRoy. At even-tide I m after.\\n[Exeunt Mary and attendants.\\nEnter riding, Charles, Marion and Verness.\\nEnter oppositely Agnes, garbed a gypsy on an ass.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE I. 73\\nAgnes singing.\\nWith the stars I m in conference\\nWith wise maids Pm in preference;\\nMy jackass bears a burden.\\nOnce the huswife of the busy sky,\\nBaked thy future in wide fortune *s fie\\nLong fore Nimrod robbed the race.\\nMar. Come, good gypsy, ope the moldy coffer of\\ndecrees.\\nAgnes. Obolus squeezed or coin round the key.\\nTrue to relate e en the gods wait on a fee.\\nChas. Here are coins a few, but abuse nor spot\\nThe lily of her intellect. Ye shameless hags\\nBuild in the blood the embers of obscenity\\nIn concentration scandalizing turrets\\nPeaceful purity. Sibyl, let thy ages wag.\\nAgnes\\nSir, thy money s not enough. [To Chas.\\nHo, there s blood upon thy cuff\\nWho thy friend in deed an axe\\n[Chas. gives more.\\nStir his hell man s heart am wax.\\nIchor, spirit, indurate, [To Mar.\\nWench and cark is cackling fate,\\nToo, oft fright ning into fits,\\nThis puts all tales in eclipse.\\nMar. Methinks thou art sad and inexact.\\nAgnes. I diffuse the truth I have read the pa-\\npers.\\nThou art sold unhallowed slave to unholy love.\\nThy grave is ope, black hands do lower thee", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "74 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nTo death alive beyond all death, beyond all misery.\\nTurn, behold the hole unto whom sold.\\n[Points to Ver.\\nTurn here to him for cash exchanged thee.\\n\\\\_Points at Chas.\\nTo him for of this crew but he is true. Thus Dan-\\nger \\\\_Points to Roy.\\nHath arranged if wilt not be forewarned. [Exit.\\nRoy. I do believe.\\nMar. Most puerile of thee thus believe\\nRoy. My swelling heart disturbed despite.\\nDost love me yet No reconsideration in regret\\nMar. An intensity scarce knows my being s\\nkeeping.\\nRoy. Did I believe I d have their honorless\\nhearts.\\nCome, for in my mother s tomb I am menial\\nFury. My will is lightning, my sword is sinning.\\nMar. In blossom s shower oft whole flowers fall.\\nBe not in the way of wind lest with thy words\\nMisfortune fall. To covert love, lest swept by pas-\\nsion.\\nCome, come do not insist now resist.\\n[Exeunt Mar. and Roy.\\nChas. Who do deny that wrongs do brood abroad\\nAt night when the invisible takes arms in daylight.\\nThis wizened witch accursed (if she were wizened)\\nNo random dam, but as it were incarnate of designs.\\nWe pursue unlucky I say we slump in plans.\\nVer. Give back my payments, tear\\nChas. You shall own her yet\\nStupidity be tickled, furbish that too solemn eye.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE II. 75\\nMore risk is repent to it; we must be friends again.\\nWe must be friends again till Carroll s neck is cut.\\n[Exeunt.\\nScene II. Cabin in the mountains about AU\\nmont manor. Lieutenant and band of robbers.\\n1st Rob. But unhitch our ignorance from the race.\\nLieut. The race The race? Call it not by that\\nFor a name as such is less the name\\nSo much and hungry as to be thief of it\\nA race a booted robber of this masterpiece\\nBut demonstrate how easy to be monstrous.\\nWhy scabby dogs may race, turn bite a flea\\nBedding in their stringy tails and that\\nIs named a race. But this grand thing\\nIn grandeur s middle made all other sports\\nAs seeming distant vices. Elysium s gaydom\\nAnd the women married to all brightsomeness\\nSeemed crowded tulips in this glorious patch\\nOf happiness nodding to the winds\\nOf their nervous, anxious ecstasy. But the race\\nLank and lean they were made to stretch.\\nNimble hounds in ebullient eagerness\\nThey looked colossal dogs of purpose.\\nThey bunched above the line all trained\\nAnd temper d to the time. They plunge\\nAnd make false starts and come back again.\\nThey re off The dust the rush to hear their iron\\nmarch\\nTheir jockeys crouching low cowards\\nTo every inch of wind and arms encircling\\nTheir steeled steeds as if fondling speed", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "76 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nFrom in their throats. The ground s ablaze\\nThey go, they re gone and furious speed\\nEnsconced between their legs prompts them on.\\nFavorite s in the rear and seems but there to see it\\nAlpha third, Princess is nowhere.\\nQuarter Favorite fourth, Princess is third\\nAlpha back. They no longer run, they sail\\nLike jugglers changes and transposition is complete.\\nHalf Favorite has a nose and Princess third\\nMoney horse takes a drink and Alpha s fifth.\\nThey come they come like a whirlwind mad\\nFavorite has a length, Princess comes from place\\nAlpha lifts and flies to with Princess even.\\nThey re head and head and neck at twenty yards\\nThe same at ten. Alpha stumbles; few flaps\\nOf fish out of fathoms he is none.\\nWhat think you then\\nist Rob. Tell.\\nLieut. False-hearted Favorite\\nQuit and Princess won the race.\\n2nd Rob. Long race.\\nHal. Why we were there and saw ev ry ace of\\nrace.\\nEnter Garrett.\\nLieut. But, I have not ta en the true accounts of\\nye absentees.\\nTell me where wert thou swart Harry\\nHal. Ah me.\\nTo church, despite the proverb prayed for riches.\\nBehold a packet product of a prayer. [Holds forth.\\nFor whiles he served up the Prodigal Son,\\nOn delinquent I in my attentive corner", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE II. 77\\nAimed his eye, I wept, and went with him.\\nWhere he did keep it worked on leathers.\\nGar. Ye pigs Ah, had I but parent to return\\n[Aside.\\nLieut. And what did your big arm do\\n3rd Rob. Dent a head.\\nLieut. Was it a tonsured roundel\\n3rd Rob. What s that?\\nLieut. Well where wert thou dear Hal?\\nHal. I met a maid in cambric. But not a poet.\\nThe space at your disposal, supply the line.\\nGar. Oh, ye slimy monsters, ye villains filth.\\n[Aside.\\nLieut. You?\\n4th Rob. Don t know.\\nLieut. How not?\\n4th Rob. I was drunk.\\nLieut. What was condition of your leave?\\n4th Rob. Soberiety.\\nLieut. Where is your horse\\n4th Rob. Gone, methinks he s lost.\\nGar. Met a rustic with forked stick driving\\nThe angles in a cow and more in detail,\\nInduced and duped and diced thee\\nOut of horse. Hang him no forgive him.\\nLieut. Pardon is given thee to beware the\\ncrime.\\nHal. What does Davy grub\\n[Referring- to Davy without.\\n2nd Rob. I ve discovered Croesus.\\nHal. Where\\n2nd Rob. Lousy in a hut on the river front,", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "78 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nA hungry guard of narration blood-hounds.\\n5th Rob. Which reminds me five no, tis more,\\ntis six\\n2nd Rob. Crack that craven s bump of mem-\\nbrance.\\nThou hoary, gory lecher speak I ll stab\\nHe s still now but like a blister he ll refill.\\nEnter Davy bearing a Jlagon.\\nHal. Davy, what hast thou there\\nDavy. A sum of\\nHal. What?\\nDavy. Pray let me see your tongue.\\nHal. Why?\\nDavy. Methinks you show symptoms curious.\\nHal. What s it?\\nDavy. Dew and roots and mixture midnight,\\nWords and signs hops of kangaroo and sparrow.\\nWho unduly drinks these elements in enmity,\\nThis fighting flagon so clear and innocent\\nShall sup but water delicious, different,\\nUntil well, he ll split himself in madness.\\n2nd Rob. Ye fools, tis jabber, gabble, gad for-\\never.\\nLet him rot in squalor, we do not need\\nHis currency. Thieves? Old women lack a hump.\\nLieut. Where away lies this gentleman of your\\nimpatience\\n3rd Rob. To the twenty-mile-bend and now to\\nstart.\\nLieut. Who do object? Assenting all. And\\nwill you? [_To 3rd Rob.\\n3rd Rob. What\u00e2\u0080\u0094?", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE II. 79\\nLieut. Captain, tis agreed that we sur-\\nprise\\nGar Thou art delegated and to orders held.\\n[Exeunt Lieutenant and band.\\nIn this hiatus of society, on broad plains\\nOf principle, aye, since the institution\\nOf things first tis ceaseless after pomp and vagaries.\\nFrom babes to ailments stagnant years\\nFrom squalling times in the cradle\\nTill come the death rattles in his throat\\nFrom souls to God-seeking free\\nFighting in the rigid rules economy,\\nFighting, struggling, swimming with ambition s\\nburden\\nAnd always is the flag that far.\\nEverywhere the life embroiled in strife,\\nSave less boldly to the vantage would creep\\nInto position less a few in livery of piety\\nPlaying austerity unto this after death.\\nI the world to be exalted, reign a little i then\\nTo be the covet wasting in the buzz of assassins.\\nOr zealot with his streaked forms fanatical\\nOf urged adoption, whose only holy wish\\nTo unmoor the world and steer it into bliss.\\nThen these thieves, these murderers, to whom\\nIs peace oppressiveness and the knife in one\\nAnxiety the next on blood achievements hearted.\\nOr one in study would better gauge\\nHis ignorance till little learning lead him wise.\\nOr silent genius plugging to read his name in fame.\\nAgain, some in appliance crucifying plot disasters,\\nVampires on misfortune with the golden sucker", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "80 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nOf success. And some and some one\\nBe short with it. Thou art the bull-dog leashed\\nDear Edward straining to no definite end.\\nAgnes tis that name again and scribbled\\nWhen tis meant mine own ending each soliloquy,\\nPronounced upon my lips or hushed\\nWithin my heart. Love her Love her Love thee\\nTis thunder in my bosom reverberating\\nTerrible, and the curse of it flashing\\nIn the rolling, rumbling crags of consciousness,\\nNo contrition is redemption, or laurel has power.\\nHa, this fool s brew. I ll quaff his loquacity.\\n\\\\_D rinks from the flagon.\\nEnter Agnes.\\nAgnes [_Tke drink ajfects.\\nAgnes. Love thou grin st and chatter st so\\nTo scare me.\\nGar. False false false statement very false.\\nAgnes. Edward\\nGar. Do not interrupt. Thy feet are\\ndirty\\nReal estate. Why travel with those lands?\\nAgnes. He\\nGar. I too am scorched in rush of fumes.\\nThrow him in a needle or a furnace my mem ry s\\ngone.\\nAsk not a pedant in a pool the qualities of leeches.\\nPooh tis too paltry decorate our home.\\nAgnes. Edward, Edward Garrett, know thou not\\nme?\\nGar. Thou art Agnes.\\nAgnes. He s mad. O God o mercy", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE II. 8 1\\nGar. Say, thy nose is one o the principal parts\\no thy face.\\nHo tis hell those great bugs blasphemies.\\nWhe a virgin floats along a song of vows.\\nI ll wait. One hand s canary, other hand s a snake.\\nEscape! Escape! Where s escape? She s thousand\\nsnakes \\\\_Retreats.\\nAgnes. He sweats and beckons me. Sir, sir, I\\nspeak\\nMadness measure me, in his senses bury me\\nGar. Who opes my heart? Twas said! I\\nheard t\\nCrow, chirp thou slush-logged, blatant coward,\\nI ll carve, I ll scald, I ll chew, I ll spawl\\nAgnes. Garrett thou art insane. I mean wise\\nGar. I say a wasp I ll pull in two and pike\\nThy suffering halves! Drigons cats! chimeras!\\nHelp Help My men beat back that winged one\\nSee the eyes in that tail-furious flame.\\nAgnes. Tis I is near.\\nGar. Ah, would corner me to conquer me.\\nFiend about or I will tip in deeper pit.\\nThou seek st to choke and clutch me in thy fist.\\nReturn, return, thou hideous burning manner.\\nCunning, creeping, dummy I am thy death.\\nAgnes. Garrett thou mangl st me thou strang-\\nl st me Wrestles Agnes.\\nGar. Beast, come die gum arabic creature,\\nthere\\nWrestles Agnes without and falls pros-\\ntrate after.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "82 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nScene III. A trysting-place in the wood.\\nCharles Almont.\\nChas. In the silence of a father keeps a crime\\nThe crime, O father, of thy poisoning by me.\\nAnd who should smell his belly suspecting spill\\nHim in analysis proscribes my necessary\\nNeck. He must be re-interred for I am\\nFears of late and deeper hid his supper dish.\\nTrue his thread was cut well through\\nYet however slight tis appraised a life,\\nAnd has needs the devil of a beaver\\nNeeds I sentence on my sense of guilt.\\nA brother s wrong popping in these open moments\\nA blabbing drunkard secure in sober bosom\\nLike a poor relation, circumstance of poorer station\\nAppears to grig the taspe slave of little luck,\\nSecond marriage s penalty for divorcing memory\\nThe wrong, O brother, of thy banishment by me.\\nAnd in its living tail see mother caught\\nHoly, sweet and tender death and pining,\\nJohn, her last long sigh minutes after death.\\nAnd now Royal Carroll down to die\\nWithin these minutes few noble youth\\nTo fall from the sneaking thrust of fell Verness.\\nI like it not. O Verness, that thou hadst not bought\\nAnd if thou stab st him i the back or stick him\\nTurned away, is not that murder of most foul,\\nMalignant kind? Is he not murd rer after manner?\\nAnd if first thrust do fail and I must finish him,\\nWherein one whit more excellent or less am I\\nWe kill her lover to marry her to murderer.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE III. 83\\nO Verness, thou foul fiend, for thy money back\\nThou sayest thou wilt cancel of the contract.\\nThou shalt never handle of that money more.\\nHere comes now the heathen to be my brother-in-law.\\nEnter Verness.\\nHealth, peace and spirits plenty. Art well?\\nVer. Not well, not well. I m weighted with\\nunrest.\\nChas. Health in the dumps and spirit sulks\\nTis monotony, monotony but felled this calf\\nVer. No\\nChas. The toads shall emulate the songsters\\nCrowding now deserted sprigs of nature.\\nVer. I will not do it. Last night I dreamt\\nChas. What didst thou dream? They say, fancy\\nfor a fool,\\nSnares are set for wise men. Go on.\\nVer. Appeared the ravishing head of an angel.\\nNearer, nearer, came its orbs of wisdom\\nLike quiet flames of grace, tiny lakes\\nImmortal round and wondrous, blue, ineffable.\\nIts countenance was blessed mildness,\\nInnocent, intellectual, transcendent.\\nFaintly in the distance bells and bugles, vanished.\\nThen methought thrust in a demon\\nDight in dirt, deceit and savage ignorance.\\nMouthing at a crown twould hand a sword\\nDetestable sight I woke conjuring it to go.\\nChas. Say this Superstition look. Mind me.\\nSuperstition thou heavy cabled gnat, scat\\nVer. I say like Constantine I see a sign.\\nChas. Disaster sent thee drawing. Ha, ha, ha.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "84 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nHast yet read the pimples in the face\\nThe lightest fly is held by music\\nBut thou fly lighter held by dream.\\nTis naught but thy fears and flesh conspired\\nTo fright thee. It oft occurs in excitement s sleep\\nOf cowards.\\nVer. I want my money back.\\nCkas. Some nights ago thou hadst a sweaty smell\\nThy minatory air like doom arranged to rain\\nThreats in rhythm till his disease was hopeless\\nLifeless did he seem me in the glimpses\\nOf thy performing implement. Fie Fie\\nDire in desire wilt be dread in opportunity?\\nVer. My dream is vivid tis death to disobey.\\nCkas. Thou art an imbecile.\\nVer. Nor thy pigmy judgment,\\nNor my might of muscle, but this sweet angel\\nOf my sleep.\\nCkas. Are not these eggs, this nest all thine?\\nVer. And if I refuse to sit what bus ness thine\\nCkas. See her, behold her, look at her again\\nWith her fair all fair the funny part comparison.\\nHer eyes like stars defiance inviting love s\\nDeciphering those lips in rapture s riot\\nWhose talk is music, honey in liquid vessels\\nEach thought in crimson ribbons, lilies dressing.\\nO fan thy fires youth its treasures thine\\nA foot and gait like the fox s pretty trail,\\nHe comes. A little I d have had his angel, [Aside.\\nRout his dream. He comes thine solicited.\\nTo Ver. Ver. going\\nFlight in sight? But stay\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I say\u00e2\u0080\u0094 I ll do t.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE III. 85\\nEnter Royal Carroll.\\nRoy. I received thy message inviting me attend\\nthee here.\\nWhat may thy business be of me\\nChas. Strike. \\\\_Aside to Ver.\\nRoy. I say your note bidding be here at this hour.\\nChas. Strike, he cannot parry. [Aside to Ver.\\nVer. I am gone. [Aside. Going.\\nChas. Stay. Aside.\\nRoy. What may thy business be of me\\nChas. Let me think. I know I sent for thee.\\nYea, by this sky, by that bird adream on high,\\nWhat manner bird bethink you that ha\\nSea birds inland forecast a storm.\\n[Stabs him; Car. staggers, falls.\\nNot yet; he breathes. Verness here dispatch him.\\nAha, would have me guilty only? I say, strike\\nWhat, afraid of the foulness of his matter\\nThe serpent of his soul already flown\\nVer. He is not dead, his eyes doth roll.\\nChas. Hold your sword thus dip it, dig it, do it.\\nVer. I do fear he stares at me, he knows me.\\nRoy. Too slow by one. Sister, Marion, I die.\\n[On his back hits Ver. Ver. falls and both\\ndie. Exit Chas.\\nEnter Mary Carroll, scrutinizes both and\\nbrother and sinks there.\\nDrive in several robbers led by Garrett.\\n1st Rob. Ho See see dead three.\\nGar. Tis a strange case.\\nI know them all", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "86 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\n2nd Rob. What?\\nGar. I know them not.\\n1st Rob. She hath no wound.\\nGar. This methinks to be her brother.\\n[Addressing Roy.\\n3rd Rob. His hurt is here. [Addressing Ver.\\nGar. Methought he d die of fear.\\nTake them up and lay gainst yonder knoll.\\nTake the bodies up. I must bring into town.\\n[Exeunt with the bodies.\\nScene IV. Apartment in a Lodging. Marion\\nand Hostess.\\nHost. I crave my rent.\\nMar. There s a pearl upon thy nose.\\nHost. I need it now.\\nMar. It broke upon the floor.\\nHost. I am alone.\\nMar. All short, all sense, no variation\\nThe commatic compositions of a boy in school.\\nThou art as thin as a grave-yard spirit\\nThy soup as thin, as thin as sin.\\nThy skin s so tight the wrinkles stint\\nThy soul s so tense thy pitch is strange.\\nBe advised thou ll eat three meals\\nOr more a day furnish up thy face\\nAnd move thy nose out of the way. [Sings.\\nTil don my best,\\nLet beggars wear the rest,\\nAnd spend the night in waking.\\nSignorina, me dies to-night.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE V. 87\\nHost. Dear my lady\\nMar. There, feed it. I say to-night I die.\\nThrows rent money at her.\\nHost. Good girl what mean st thou? Nothing\\nrash\\nMar. Good said t Paid I to lie As foul a\\nmess\\nAs e er purity put foot in.\\nHost. A little daft. [Aside.\\nMar. Gums wet and sliding tongue be gone.\\n\\\\_Exit Hostess.\\nBawdry s long slave O my soul delivered.\\nDeath, doth shudder? Drink O my courage, drink.\\n\\\\_D rinks.\\nPit dress in red red s for frolic,\\nColors dun fore the justice.\\nCome this mirror this dam I ll bet skimmed thy\\nback. Takes mirror from the wall.\\nLost in this besottedness, ah, not a trace\\nBeauty s demureness, sterile, compunctionless\\nOnce simple smiles, hard and knowy.\\n\\\\_Retires and exit.\\nScene V. An Inn; seated John Almont, Gen-\\ntlemen, and others.\\nEnter Marion to another table.\\nAt John Almonfs Table.\\n1st Gent. I m a boated cod.\\n2nd Gent. I m dog on a desert.\\n1st Gent. Hie thou flabby darling, shaking love\\nMore ale. To Hostess. Notices tears in John\\nALMONT sy ZC\u00c2\u00a3.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "88 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nWhat, are those tears, sneeze or straining? Art cry-\\ning\\nJohn. Some dust.\\n2nd Gent. I m sure some sadder particle.\\n3rd Gent. Is silent driving grief in construction\\nhere\\nTurn him out, burn him no, drown him out.\\n[Hostess returns.\\nJohn. Who is she takes her seat?\\n2nd Gent. Fair bawd frequent here.\\n3rd Gent. Gentle bred and reckless her curse, so\\noften is,\\nSeems again charms graciousness.\\n1st Gent. Tis so.\\nJohn. My sister much but then a bud in dews\\nThese years she there rivals her in mind.\\nA child in faith full and infinite grace,\\nChimes recollections thus explain this ecstasy\\nOf tears.\\n3rd Gent. Let s now carouse to her long life.\\nAt Marion s Table.\\nMar. I ll have wine and some one tell a lie.\\nCommence with Iceland and once surround\\nBy water. Am I now? My wine, my wine.\\nMy dinars drained and ta en my funeral fee\\nOrder fop, and I ll be thy Bacchante.\\n[Fop orders.\\nAt John Almonf s Table.\\n2nd. Gent. Wink soon or thine eyes 11 never\\nlock.\\nJohn, So strangely same, similar, I can but look.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE V. 89\\nAt Marion s Table.\\nMar. Tell t without the date and hacking\\nproem\\nAn eclogue on the lea, something tucked\\nF the bosom of domesticity for know ye not\\nI go home to-night?\\nAt John Almont s Table.\\nJohn. Her face, why don t she turn\\nAt Marion s Table.\\nMar. Make imagination manufacture respire,\\nbestir\\nThe capering waves of wit, or else think\\nI must and that I dare not.\\nAt John Almont s Table.\\nJohn. Manner s mimic.\\nAt Marion s Table.\\nMar. Who cannot lie a little is derelict indeed.\\nWell, my honored hearers, once I had a lover.\\nWoe walked in with a knife\\nFop. Tis old, thy lover died.\\nMar. Died? Throws wine in Fop s face and\\ngrabs his.~]\\nDied? [Throws that in Yov sface\\nand grabs another s.~\\\\\\nAch thou scab unfit\\nTo crown his sore, \\\\_Hour sounds.\\nAt John s Table.\\nJohn. See her anger, commotion there.\\nAt Marion s Table.\\nMar. The hour the hour the hour. Drink,\\ngirl, drink. [Puts foi son into wine; drinks.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "90 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nI had intended to tell thee how he died. [Falls.\\nAt John* s Table.\\nJohn. Drops. They take her out. I must a\\nsquint.\\n[Exeunt some with body, curious all follow\\nScene VI. Room in Almonfs. Charles Al-\\nmont.\\nChas. Ah life fought a shadow to nothingness\\ncontrol.\\nA craped and weeping grief a sister once,\\nLove crazy ran away to ways that s vile.\\nThe slaughter sly of her lover manly,\\nIn draining flow dark rivulets of woe.\\nVerness, and like the louse meanness in his death,\\nThrough me he meets it, too salient in remorse.\\nA father poisoned, a brother banished, a mother\\nDestruction nip him pluck him where he comes\\nEnter John Almont.\\nThe longer is unbroken the dearer interruption\\nWelcome ship synonym of my sad, watching soul.\\nJohn. Rank falsity I ll be abrupt with thee of\\nken.\\nI have met our sister Marion met and buried her.\\nMy opening question to a series is\\nDidst sell to wedlock our sister sell\\nTo harlotry perforce I say to Verness\\nBetrothed thou knew to Carroll\\nChas. I ll defend mine honor.\\nGainst my brother. [Draws.\\nJohn. Bed-bug big in innocence\\nThou ll see I ve chocked the crannies can contain.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE VI. 9 1\\nEnter Agnes.\\nCome woman please Did he his sister sell\\nAgnes, I am in proof of the transaction.\\nThis paper in the date thereon took I from Verness\\nUnfolds the sale.\\nAs in the garden they retired about it.\\nTis the sale of Marion to Verness.\\nJohn. I have read.\\nChas. Mistress Mystery more riddles reap.\\n[Stabs Agnes.\\nJohn. Thou must die.\\nChas. I ll steve thy hold with steel.\\n[Fight and exeunt fighting.\\nEnter Garrett.\\nGar. Agnes, Agnes, behold Humility bending\\nlow;\\nGroveling for forgiveness Edward like a cur.\\nDear, let the art of my intensity envelop me\\nIn thy expansive part. Close not the gate\\nAgnes. Hold up thy sin for here my heart s blood\\nruns.\\nGar. A wound a cut a lance aslant\\nAgnes. Vindictive deep.\\nGar. Dost die? Didst suicide? Love wast\\nmurder\\nRe-enter John.\\nAgnes. Tis he did basely hit.\\nJohn. No, he s dead did basely do it.\\nGar. Thy sword is ruddy On a spit in hell\\nto-night. \\\\_Strikes, John falls and dies.\\nAgnes. Support me. Ed I am blind in death.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "92 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nGar. Rouse reptile and for help Help oho\\nhelp!\\nAgnes. Who is t did kill?\\nGar. John\\nAgnes. Mistake. Twas Charles did stab.\\nGar. Shall love empty in my arms? Help!\\nHelp\\nAgnes. Kiss me.\\nGar. O dear, so cold. \\\\_Kisses her.\\nAgnes. Tis sweetness fills my veins.\\nRead and I loved thee till my last breath.\\n\\\\_Holds a paper and dies.\\nGar. O love, O love, my love, my love art\\ngone\\nHow royally sits highness on that face\\nSo queenly poised serene on womanhood.\\nThy hand my lady? No? No? Rigid, rigid.\\nThe ring betrothal Ha! I say, rememb rest thou\\nme\\nFuming, fishing for t? Like ichneumon s\\nMighty fixity feasting on thy fasting,\\nSunning in inconstancy what torments lived with thee.\\nThis other. A vision or my jewel I did give\\nRogue discovered That smirk discloses thee.\\nThou art that strange character i the wilderness,\\nThat strange character these years hath haunted me\\nDid save my life this ring at parting token\\nAnd did charge me with the woman of my wrongs.\\nArt thou he, so near? This message clutched.\\nWith a hate as fierce Tis not I wrote it not\\nAgnes forgive and if I kneel she ll fall on me.\\nDead? In that noiseless surg of no return?", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE VII. 93\\nAdown the tide to fathoms dark yond all life\\nWhy thy jaw droppeth those eyes thus opeth\\nDost strive to see hath breath a secret yet\\nDead? I ll conjure heaven and make a span\\nWith hell I ll kindle thee, tear thee ope and\\nbreathe\\nIn thee Up. Come my pleasant labor.\\nDie? Ha, ha. Hear my melancholy laugh.\\n\\\\_Exit with the body.\\nEnter Servant.\\nSer. Just as I said a fight. Two brothers too.\\nJohn returned and last of the fam ly dead.\\nEnter several, some with dead body Charles.\\nGawks, art catching flakes Have ye not heads\\nPlace together in the room. I go report.\\n[_Exit and exeunt with bodies.\\nScene VII. Hut in the wood. Garrett on a\\nfallet.\\nGar. The short reward of my long watch to\\nbury thee.\\nWith a single thrust and thou no friend, Agnes,\\nBut in agony s circuity kept I my darling\\nEnter Friar.\\nIntruding priest, be gone\\nFri. Wherefore dear friend, offend me?\\nGar. Go, or by\\nFri. Be not in wrath for lo thy time s at hand.\\nGar. What is thy bus ness here\\nFri. To succor and to save", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "94 AREAL S IMAGINATION.\\nThe cursing, the eouchless and the crossless.\\nGar. Their heart s abomination, murder here for\\nbuttons.\\nGone to fetch me medicine soon return\\nTwo murd rous friends of mine. Thou art best be\\ngone.\\nFri. Man s message is defiance when he com-\\nmit st no sin.\\nMan thou art more than multitude of worlds\\nThe keystone being\\nGar. Go with what you know.\\nTis imagery, tis imagery. Tis nice traits bite\\nThe cursory, men ruminate the nether.\\nFri. Time may incrust a truth but can not eat\\nThy youth. Look back\\nGar. Youth? Birth abandoned, forlorn at\\nsix\\nA robber, bloody-fist till now my head is silv ry.\\nFri. And wise in the present past s only repara-\\ntion.\\nSir, thou art he who in my boyhood\\nGar. Yes, left in the village. Come close thou\\nI am dying. [Shuts the door.\\nEnter Several.\\nist Fri. Said he, Some are recusant to round\\ntheory\\nOf the earth; and for aught I know\\nTis our eyes are round but this I see.\\nI asked if twas not ale painted in the vacuum.\\nSaid he. I see and like a stricken widow weft.\\nA ghost a ghost a ghost Til ne er forget her.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "ACT IV. SCENE VII. 95\\nGarrett, Garrett, Garrett, six times moaned\\nthe spook,\\nI am Agnes, Agnes, Agnes, teary kept repeat-\\ning I\\nHung o er an open grave of surging tears.\\nAbout here methinks, and found the fellow there.\\nAppears Friar.\\nFri. Flashed out but now. Providence pre-\\nserved him.\\nDirect him, we ll prepare in yon clump of chinca-\\npins. \\\\_Exeunt with the body.", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "JUN 25 1900", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "", "height": "4111", "width": "2419", "jp2-path": "arealsimaginatio00port_0104.jp2"}}