Five Plays Part 40
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A hat is not one of the essential things of life.
CALLER
I don't want to appear rude, but my hat isn't quite like yours.
POET
Let us sit down and talk of things that matter, things that will be remembered after a hundred years. (_They sit_) Regarded in this light one sees at once the triviality of hats. But to die, and die beautifully for a hopeless love, that is a thing one could make a lyric about. That is the test of essential things--try and imagine them in a lyric. One could not write a lyric about a hat.
CALLER
I don't care whether you could write a lyric about my hat or whether you couldn't. All I know is that I am not going to make myself absolutely ridiculous by walking about in London without a hat. Will you get it for me or will you not?
POET
To take any part in the tuning of a piano is impossible to me.
CALLER
Well, pretend you've come to look at the radiator. They have one under the window, and I happen to know it leaks.
POET
I suppose it has an artistic decoration on it.
CALLER
Yes, I think so.
POET
Then I decline to look at it or to go near it. I know these decorations in cast iron. I once saw a pot-bellied Egyptian G.o.d, named Bes, and he was _meant_ to be ugly, but he wasn't as ugly as these decorations that the twentieth century can make with machinery. What has a plumber got to do with art that he should dare to attempt decoration?
CALLER
Then you won't help me.
POET
I won't look at ugly things and I won't listen to ugly noises, but if you can think of any reasonable plan I don't mind helping you.
CALLER
I can think of nothing else. You don't look like a plumber or a clock-winder. I can think of nothing more. I have had a terrible ordeal and I am not in the condition to think calmly.
POET
Then you will have to leave your hat to its altered destiny.
CALLER
Why can't you think of a plan? If you're a poet, thinking's rather in your line.
POET
If I could bring my thoughts to contemplate so absurd a thing as a hat for any length of time no doubt I could think of a plan, but the very triviality of the theme seems to scare them away.
CALLER (_rising_)
Then I must get it myself.
POET
For Heaven's sake, don't do that! Think what it means!
CALLER
I know it will seem absurd, but not so absurd as walking through London without it.
POET
I don't mean that. But you will make it up. You will forgive each other, and you will marry her and have a family of noisy, pimply children like everyone else, and Romance will be dead. No, don't ring that bell. Go and buy a bayonet, or whatever one does buy, and join the Bosnians.
CALLER
I tell you I can't without a hat.
POET
What is a hat! Will you sacrifice for it a beautiful doom? Think of your bones, neglected and forgotten, lying forlornly because of hopeless love on endless golden sands. "Lying forlorn!" as Keats said.
What a word! Forlorn in Africa. The careless Bedouins going past by day, at night the lion's roar, the grievous voice of the desert.
CALLER
As a matter of fact, I don't think you're right in speaking of it as desert. The Bosnians, I believe, are only taking it because it is supposed to be the most fertile land in the world.
POET
What of that? You will not be remembered by geography and statistics, but by golden-mouthed Romance. And that is how Romance sees Africa.
CALLER
Well, I'm going to get my hat.
POET
Think! Think! If you enter by that door you will never fall among the foremost Bosnians. You will never die in a far-off, lonely land to lie by immense Sahara. And she will never weep for your beautiful doom and call herself cruel in vain.
Five Plays Part 40
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