Semiramis and Other Plays Part 1

Semiramis and Other Plays.

by Olive Tilford Dargan.

ACT I.

Scene: Within the tent of Menones, on the plain before Nineveh.

Left, centre, entrance to tent from the plain. Curtains rear, forming part.i.tion with exits right and left of centre. The same at right, with one exit, centre. Couch rear, between exits. From a tent-pole near exit, right centre, hang helmet and a suit of chain armor.

 

Sola parts curtains rear, left, and looks out, showing effort to keep awake. She steps forward.

Sol. Hist! Armin! Haddo!

(Enter two guards, left centre)

Still no news?

Arm. None, lady.

Sol. Oh, Artavan, what keeps thee?

Haddo. He will come.

Sol. Semiramis is sleeping. I am weary, But I'll not sleep.

Arm. Rest, madam; we will call you.

Sol. My lord shall find me watching, night or day!

Arm. Two nights you have not slept.

Sol. Ten thousand nights, I think, good Armin.

Had. We will call you, madam.

Arm. With the first hoof-beat ringing from the north!

Sol. (At curtains, drowsily) I'll be--awake.

(Goes in)

Had. She'll sleep now.

Arm. Ay, she must.

Had. And I'd not call her for G.o.d Bel himself!

Arm. Hark! (Goes to entrance) 'Tis a horseman!

Had. (Following him) Two!

Arm. Right! We must rouse The lady Semiramis.

Had. Make sure 'tis he. (They step out)

Voice without.

Is this Menones' tent?

Arm. (Without) Ay, Sir! The word!

Voice. G.o.d Ninus!

(Semiramis enters, through curtains right centre)

Sem. Artavan! His voice!

(Enter Artavan, followed by Sumbat who waits near entrance)

Sem. My brother!

Art. Semiramis! (Embracing her) Three years this kiss Has gathered love for thee!

Sem. Has 't been so long Since I left Gazim?

Art. Ay,--since Ninus called Our father here, and Gazim lost her dove.

Sem. (On his bosom, laughing softly) The dove of Gazim,--so they called me then.

But now--(proudly, moving from him) the lioness of Nineveh!

Art. A warrior's daughter!

Sem. And a warrior's sister!

O, I have prayed that you might come! The king Is gracious--loves the brave--

Art. Our father?

Sem. Ah!

Art. He's well?

Sem. Is 't day?

Art. Almost.

Sem. At dawn he meets The Armenians on the plain.

Art. Then he is well!