The Curse Of The Sphinx (Play)

Act 1, Scene 3

Alfred: End thy elation,

And company me,

For I go to meet thy father,

And ask verse of the crown.

Alice: As thou say my Lord.

Jon: Alice, come as an iron to me,

For I hast missed you so much.

What caused the delay may I ask?

For my Scottish black beard hath turned grey now.

Alfred: Athens ‘snot a merry place to live O father,

With celestial bronze out of their sheaths,

It takes dawns to darn the door,

And nostril the air of blood.

Jon: You hast come now,

So let aside the war,

And hear me merry news:

I hast been declared the king of farmers in Greece,

The crown and the citizens are witnesses.

Alfred: From a farmer, a king thee hast been,

‘Tis indeed merry,

That you hast finally become green.

Jon: Yes, indeed my son.

Come, and let me show thee our home,

For I am quite certain you,

Hast murdered its memory.

Alice: We shall be honored father,

But ‘twould be to my utmost elation,

If you finish thy coronation first.

Alfred: The coronation hath been done,

For why the devil would he come meet us then?

Show us around father,

And do show thy gold.

Jon: I had already ready it guessed,

That thou would like to see my gold,

And only my gold.

Alfred: Do not feel naste father!

For if ‘tis in thy mind that

I only wish to see the gold,

Then feel unbonded thee,

To give the gold in my hands.

Alice: Thou hast paved mischievous.

Jon: What is a Godonation with no mischief?

Do thee suppose all soldiers in war?

Or a King to give no darn ‘ther than his tax?

Let him ply on his mischief,

For a life without mischief,

Is a woman who doth not nag,

And both my daughter,

Do not exist.

Alice: Shall we depare?

And go to our home?

For I hast been dying to see mother,

And certainly Alfred too.

Jon: Come daughter,

Come son in law.