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.... 'Tis from the public purse our wallet's filled . . . CLCO—Perhaps you're right, Feixmeiras! Oft when I Recline alone at night upon my couch . . . KROR.—Oft, my lady, didst thou say? What? Oft? CLCO.—Keep your peace, you over-spoken varlet! Why is't your wagging tongue dost never cease Its constant shifting 'twixt your upper plate Rnd dangling uvula? Rnd why, from out The airy caverns of your bronchial tubes must you expel this constant jet of gas? FCIX.—my lady, heed him not. R proverb hath It thus: "Full many seemeth to've been pricked, Rt some time in the stage of early youth, With the needle of the phonograph." CLCO.—Bah! I would your anecdotes and tales Of bearded sages' empty mutterings Were in the belly of a crocodile! KROR.—Rnd then, hard pressed by indigestion's Pangs, The reptile burpeth, spouting wise men's words! CLCO.—Begone, thou garrulous and giddy lool! EXEUNT KRONBACCHUS Rh, that the thoughts encumbering my brain Would end their restless torments! Good Feixmeiras, Go seek out some whiskered crystal-gazer, That he may, drawing Future's veil aside, Show me what will finally evolve From the present's problematic whirl. Rnd, Feixmeiras, see the beard be long, For knowledge, these days, seemeth to be in Direct proportion to the whiskers' length. FCIX.—Impossible, my lady! CLCO—Why do you Say impossible? Have we no soothsayers here? FCIX.—Th' equivalent, good queen! For yesterday The soothsayer's union, local, sixty-six, Declaring you unfair to organized Labor, struck, and crystal-gazed no more! CLCO—Curse the fools! Who's the ruler here? FCIX.—Thou, my lady, art the sovereign queen. EXEUNT SCENE 2 AMBERTONY'S HOUSE ENTER AMBERTONY and PERUS BRONUS BROR.—By my Van Dyke, my lord, thou seemest irked Rnd ill content! Has some odd turn of fate Balked th' achievement of a cherished goal, Or some petty care of life arisen To disturb thy mind's placidity? flfTIB.—Petty, petty indeed! Th' exactitude Of your expression truly is amazing! Ry, well may you in smug contentedness Sit back, and with a soft ,carressing touch Stroke thy beard and talk of petty cares! 'Tis little knowledge have you of the chains Whereby a women's charms may bind a man So, spitting, so to speak, in reason's eye, He bends to every fancy of her will Rnd is but clay that's moulded by her whims! What do you know of petty cares of life? Do you know what it is to be the butt Of some blunt fool's fancy for reform, To accede daily, in the course of duty, To a thousand asinine requests? Ry, truly these are petty cares! I would That I were a round score of leagues apart From this web of trivialities! BROR.—Why flee'st thou not, my lord? Be there some vise In which thou find'st thy hopes of freedom clutched? RITIB.—Vise indeed there be,- a vise which is Of such a soft and delicate appearance That one knows not the strength that lies beneath. BROR.—'Tis Cleobakra thou hast reference to? RmB.—Indeed, your brain is growing, sir. It is. , Go to, thou fool, and follow thy desires . . Two-Hundred-Nin
Yearbook Title | 1934 Campus - Associated Student Body of Fresno State College. |
Date Published | 1934 |
Organization | Issued by Associated Students of Fresno State Normal School, June 1912-1921; Associated Students of State Teachers and Junior College of Fresno, June 1921; Associated Students of Fresno State College, 1922-1971; Alumni Association of California State University, Fresno, 1976-1991. |
Location | Fresno, CA |
Rights | Copyright 1934 by Ed Maxwell and John Merritt. Printed in Fresno by the Crown Printing & Engraving Co. Portrait Photography by the Maxwell Studio. Engraved by the Fresno Bee. |
Yearbook Title | 1934 Campus - Associated Student Body of Fresno State College |
Date Published | 1934 |
Organization | Issued by Associated Students of Fresno State Normal School, June 1912-1921; Associated Students of State Teachers and Junior College of Fresno, June 1921; Associated Students of Fresno State College, 1922-1971; Alumni Association of California State University, Fresno, 1976-1991. |
Location | Fresno, CA |
Transcript | .... 'Tis from the public purse our wallet's filled . . . CLCO—Perhaps you're right, Feixmeiras! Oft when I Recline alone at night upon my couch . . . KROR.—Oft, my lady, didst thou say? What? Oft? CLCO.—Keep your peace, you over-spoken varlet! Why is't your wagging tongue dost never cease Its constant shifting 'twixt your upper plate Rnd dangling uvula? Rnd why, from out The airy caverns of your bronchial tubes must you expel this constant jet of gas? FCIX.—my lady, heed him not. R proverb hath It thus: "Full many seemeth to've been pricked, Rt some time in the stage of early youth, With the needle of the phonograph." CLCO.—Bah! I would your anecdotes and tales Of bearded sages' empty mutterings Were in the belly of a crocodile! KROR.—Rnd then, hard pressed by indigestion's Pangs, The reptile burpeth, spouting wise men's words! CLCO.—Begone, thou garrulous and giddy lool! EXEUNT KRONBACCHUS Rh, that the thoughts encumbering my brain Would end their restless torments! Good Feixmeiras, Go seek out some whiskered crystal-gazer, That he may, drawing Future's veil aside, Show me what will finally evolve From the present's problematic whirl. Rnd, Feixmeiras, see the beard be long, For knowledge, these days, seemeth to be in Direct proportion to the whiskers' length. FCIX.—Impossible, my lady! CLCO—Why do you Say impossible? Have we no soothsayers here? FCIX.—Th' equivalent, good queen! For yesterday The soothsayer's union, local, sixty-six, Declaring you unfair to organized Labor, struck, and crystal-gazed no more! CLCO—Curse the fools! Who's the ruler here? FCIX.—Thou, my lady, art the sovereign queen. EXEUNT SCENE 2 AMBERTONY'S HOUSE ENTER AMBERTONY and PERUS BRONUS BROR.—By my Van Dyke, my lord, thou seemest irked Rnd ill content! Has some odd turn of fate Balked th' achievement of a cherished goal, Or some petty care of life arisen To disturb thy mind's placidity? flfTIB.—Petty, petty indeed! Th' exactitude Of your expression truly is amazing! Ry, well may you in smug contentedness Sit back, and with a soft ,carressing touch Stroke thy beard and talk of petty cares! 'Tis little knowledge have you of the chains Whereby a women's charms may bind a man So, spitting, so to speak, in reason's eye, He bends to every fancy of her will Rnd is but clay that's moulded by her whims! What do you know of petty cares of life? Do you know what it is to be the butt Of some blunt fool's fancy for reform, To accede daily, in the course of duty, To a thousand asinine requests? Ry, truly these are petty cares! I would That I were a round score of leagues apart From this web of trivialities! BROR.—Why flee'st thou not, my lord? Be there some vise In which thou find'st thy hopes of freedom clutched? RITIB.—Vise indeed there be,- a vise which is Of such a soft and delicate appearance That one knows not the strength that lies beneath. BROR.—'Tis Cleobakra thou hast reference to? RmB.—Indeed, your brain is growing, sir. It is. , Go to, thou fool, and follow thy desires . . Two-Hundred-Nin |
Rights | Copyright 1934 by Ed Maxwell and John Merritt. Printed in Fresno by the Crown Printing & Engraving Co. Portrait Photography by the Maxwell Studio. Engraved by the Fresno Bee. |
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