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THE DOUBLE-DEALER--A COMEDY
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THE DOUBLE-
DEALER--A COMEDY
by William Congreve
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TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE CHARLES
MONTAGUE, ONE OF THE LORDS OF THE
TREASURY.
Sir,--I heartily wish this play were as perfect as I intended it, that it
might be more worthy your acceptance, and that my dedication of it to you
might be more becoming that honour and esteem which I, with everybody
who is so fortunate as to know you, have for you. It had your
countenance when yet unknown; and now it is made public, it wants your
protection. I would not have anybody imagine that I think this play
without its faults, for I am conscious of several. I confess I designed
(whatever vanity or ambition occasioned that design) to have written a
true and regular comedy, but I found it an undertaking which put me in
mind of SUDET MULTUM, FRUSTRAQUE LABORET AUSUS IDEM.
And now, to make amends for the vanity of such a design, I do confess
both the attempt and the imperfect performance. Yet I must take the
boldness to say I have not miscarried in the whole, for the mechanical part
of it is regular. That I may say with as little vanity as a builder may say
he has built a house according to the model laid down before him, or a
gardener that he has set his flowers in a knot of such or such a figure. I
designed the moral first, and to that moral I invented the fable, and do not
know that I have borrowed one hint of it anywhere. I made the plot as
strong as I could because it was single, and I made it single because I
would avoid confusion, and was resolved to preserve the three unities of
the drama. Sir, this discourse is very impertinent to you, whose judgment
much better can discern the faults than I can excuse them; and whose good
nature, like that of a lover, will find out those hidden beauties (if there are
any such) which it would be great immodesty for me to discover. I think
I don't speak improperly when I call you a LOVER of poetry; for it is very
well known she has been a very kind mistress to you: she has not denied
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you the last favour, and she has been fruitful to you in a most beautiful
issue. If I break off abruptly here, I hope everybody will understand that
it is to avoid a commendation which, as it is your due, would be most easy
for me to pay, and too troublesome for you to receive.
I have since the acting of this play harkened after the objections which
have been made to it, for I was conscious where a true critic might have
put me upon my defence. I was prepared for the attack, and am pretty
confident I could have vindicated some parts and excused others; and
where there were any plain miscarriages, I would most ingenuously have
confessed 'em. But I have not heard anything said sufficient to provoke
an answer. That which looks most like an objection does not relate in
particular to this play, but to all or most that ever have been written, and
that is soliloquy. Therefore I will answer it, not only for my own sake,
but to save others the trouble, to whom it may hereafter be objected.
I grant that for a man to talk to himself appears absurd and unnatural,
and indeed it is so in most cases; but the circumstances which may attend
the occasion make great alteration. It oftentimes happens to a man to
have designs which require him to himself, and in their nature cannot
admit of a confidant. Such for certain is all villainy, and other less
mischievous intentions may be very improper to be communicated to a
second person. In such a case, therefore, the audience must observe
whether the person upon the stage takes any notice of them at all or no.
For if he supposes any one to be by when he talks to himself, it is
monstrous and ridiculous to the last degree. Nay, not only in this case,
but in any part of a play, if there is expressed any knowledge of an
audience, it is insufferable. But otherwise, when a man in soliloquy
reasons with himself, and PRO'S and CON'S, and weighs all his designs,
we ought not to imagine that this man either talks to us or to himself; he is
only thinking, and thinking such matter as were inexcusable folly in him
to speak. But because we are concealed spectators of the plot in agitation,
and the poet finds it necessary to let us know the whole mystery of his
contrivance, he is willing to inform us of this person's thoughts; and to that
end is forced to make use of the expedient of speech, no other better way
being yet invented for the communication of thought.
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Another very wrong objection has been made by some who have not
taken leisure to distinguish the characters. The hero of the play, as they
are pleased to call him (meaning Mellefont), is a gull, and made a fool,
and cheated. Is every man a gull and a fool that is deceived? At that
rate I'm afraid the two classes of men will be reduced to one, and the
knaves themselves be at a loss to justify their title. But if an open-
hearted honest man, who has an entire confidence in one whom he takes to
be his friend, and whom he has obliged to be so, and who, to confirm him
in his opinion, in all appearance and upon several trials has been so: if
this man be deceived by the treachery of the other, must he of necessity
commence fool immediately, only because the other has proved a villain?
Ay, but there was caution given to Mellefont in the first act by his friend
Careless. Of what nature was that caution? Only to give the audience
some light into the character of Maskwell before his appearance, and not
to convince Mellefont of his treachery; for that was more than Careless
was then able to do: he never knew Maskwell guilty of any villainy; he
was only a sort of man which he did not like. As for his suspecting his
familiarity with my Lady Touchwood, let 'em examine the answer that
Mellefont makes him, and compare it with the conduct of Maskwell's
character through the play.
I would beg 'em again to look into the character of Maskwell before
they accuse Mellefont of weakness for being deceived by him. For upon
summing up the enquiry into this objection, it may be found they have
mistaken cunning in one character for folly in another.
But there is one thing at which I am more concerned than all the false
criticisms that are made upon me, and that is, some of the ladies are
offended. I am heartily sorry for it, for I declare I would rather disoblige
all the critics in the world than one of the fair sex. They are concerned
that I have represented some women vicious and affected. How can I
help it? It is the business of a comic poet to paint the vices and follies of
humankind; and there are but two sexes, male and female, MEN and
WOMEN, which have a title to humanity, and if I leave one half of them
out, the work will be imperfect. I should be very glad of an opportunity
to make my compliment to those ladies who are offended; but they can no
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more expect it in a comedy than to be tickled by a surgeon when he's
letting 'em blood. They who are virtuous or discreet should not be
offended, for such characters as these distinguish THEM, and make their
beauties more shining and observed; and they who are of the other kind
may nevertheless pass for such, by seeming not to be displeased or
touched with the satire of this COMEDY. Thus have they also
wrongfully accused me of doing them a prejudice, when I have in reality
done them a service.
You will pardon me, sir, for the freedom I take of making answers to
other people in an epistle which ought wholly to be sacred to you; but
since I intend the play to be so too, I hope I may take the more liberty of
justifying it where it is in the right.
I must now, sir, declare to the world how kind you have been to my
endeavours; for in regard of what was well meant, you have excused what
was ill performed. I beg you would continue the same method in your
acceptance of this dedication. I know no other way of making a return to
that humanity you shewed, in protecting an infant, but by enrolling it in
your service, now that it is of age and come into the world. Therefore be
pleased to accept of this as an acknowledgment of the favour you have
shewn me, and an earnest of the real service and gratitude of,
Sir, your most obliged, humble servant,
WILLIAM CONGREVE.
TO MY DEAR FRIEND MR. CONGREVE, ON
HIS COMEDY CALLED THE DOUBLE-DEALER.
Well then, the promised hour is come at last; The present age of wit
obscures the past. Strong were our sires; and as they fought they writ,
Conqu'ring with force of arms and dint of wit. Theirs was the giant race,
before the flood; And thus, when Charles returned, our empire stood. Like
Janus he the stubborn soil manured, With rules of husbandry the rankness
cured, Tamed us to manners, when the stage was rude, And boist'rous
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English wit with art indued. Our age was cultivated thus at length; But
what we gained in skill we lost in strength. Our builders were with want of
genius curst; The second temple was not like the first: Till you, the best
Vitruvius, come at length, Our beauties equal, but excel our strength. Firm
Doric pillars found your solid base, The fair Corinthian crowns the higher
space; Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace. In easy dialogue
is Fletcher's praise: He moved the mind, but had no power to raise. Great
Johnson did by strength of judgment please Yet doubling Fletcher's force,
he wants ease. In diff'ring talents both adorned their age; One for the study,
t'other for the stage. But both to Congreve justly shall submit, One
matched in judgment, both o'er-matched in wit. In him all beauties of this
age we see, Etherege his courtship, Southern's purity, The satire, wit, and
strength of manly Wycherly. All this in blooming youth you have achieved,
Nor are your foiled contemporaries grieved; So much the sweetness of
your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might
joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless consul made against the law, And
join his suffrage to the votes of Rome; Though he with Hannibal was
overcome. Thus old Romano bowed to Raphael's fame, And scholar to the
youth he taught became.
O that your brows my laurel had sustained, Well had I been deposed if
you had reigned! The father had descended for the son, For only you are
lineal to the throne. Thus when the state one Edward did depose, A greater
Edward in his room arose. But now, not I, but poetry is cursed; For Tom
the Second reigns like Tom the First. But let 'em not mistake my patron's
part, Nor call his charity their own desert. Yet this I prophesy: Thou shalt
be seen (Though with some short parenthesis between) High on the throne
of wit; and seated there, Not mine (that's little) but thy laurel wear. Thy
first attempt an early promise made; That early promise this has more than
paid. So bold, yet so judiciously you dare, That your least praise is to be
regular. Time, place, and action may with pains be wrought, But genius
must be born, and never can be taught. This is your portion, this your
native store, Heav'n, that but once was prodigal before, To Shakespeare
gave as much; she could not give him more.
Maintain your post: that's all the fame you need; For 'tis impossible
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you should proceed. Already I am worn with cares and age, And just
abandoning th' ungrateful stage: Unprofitably kept at heav'n's expense, I
live a rent-charge on his providence. But you, whom every muse and grace
adorn, Whom I foresee to better fortune born, Be kind to my remains; and
oh, defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend! Let not th'
insulting foe my fame pursue; But shade those laurels which descend to
you: And take for tribute what these lines express: You merit more; nor
could my love do less.
JOHN DRYDEN.
PROLOGUE--Spoken by Mrs. Bracegirdle.
Moors have this way (as story tells) to know Whether their brats are
truly got or no; Into the sea the new-born babe is thrown, There, as instinct
directs, to swim or drown. A barbarous device, to try if spouse Has kept
religiously her nuptial vows.
Such are the trials poets make of plays, Only they trust to more
inconstant seas; So does our author, this his child commit To the
tempestuous mercy of the pit, To know if it be truly born of wit.
Critics avaunt, for you are fish of prey, And feed, like sharks, upon an
infant play. Be ev'ry monster of the deep away; Let's have a fair trial and a
clear sea.
Let nature work, and do not damn too soon, For life will struggle long
e'er it sink down: And will at least rise thrice before it drown. Let us
consider, had it been our fate, Thus hardly to be proved legitimate: I will
not say, we'd all in danger been, Were each to suffer for his mother's sin:
But by my troth I cannot avoid thinking, How nearly some good men
might have 'scaped sinking. But, heav'n be praised, this custom is confined
Alone to th' offspring of the muses kind: Our Christian cuckolds are more
bent to pity; I know not one Moor-husband in the city. I' th' good man's
arms the chopping bastard thrives, For he thinks all his own that is his
wives'.
Whatever fate is for this play designed, The poet's sure he shall some
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comfort find: For if his muse has played him false, the worst That can
befall him, is, to be divorced: You husbands judge, if that be to be cursed.
DRAMATIS PERSONAE.
MEN.
MASKWELL, a villain; pretended friend to Mellefont, gallant to
Lady Touchwood, and in love with Cynthia,--Mr. Betterton
LORD TOUCHWOOD, uncle to Mellefont,--Mr. Kynaston
MELLEFONT, promised to, and in love with Cynthia,--Mr. Williams
CARELESS, his friend,--Mr. Verbruggen
LORD FROTH, a solemn coxcomb,--Mr. Bowman
BRISK, a pert coxcomb,--Mr. Powell
SIR PAUL PLYANT, an uxorious, foolish old knight; brother to Lady
Touchwood, and father to Cynthia,--Mr. Dogget
WOMEN.
LADY TOUCHWOOD, in love with Mellefont,--Mrs. Barry
CYNTHIA, daughter to Sir Paul by a former wife, promised to
Mellefont,--Mrs. Bracegirdle
LADY FROTH, a great coquette; pretender to poetry, wit, and
learning,--Mrs. Mountfort
LADY PLYANT, insolent to her husband, and easy to any pretender,--
Mrs. Leigh
CHAPLAIN, BOY, FOOTMEN, AND ATTENDANTS.
THE SCENE: A gallery in the Lord Touchwood's house, with
chambers adjoining.
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ACT I.
SCENE I.
A gallery in the Lord Touchwood's home, with chambers adjoining.
Enter CARELESS, crossing the stage, with his hat, gloves, and sword
in his hands; as just risen from table: MELLEFONT following him.
MEL. Ned, Ned, whither so fast? What, turned flincher! Why,
you wo' not leave us?
CARE. Where are the women? I'm weary of guzzling, and begin to
think them the better company.
MEL. Then thy reason staggers, and thou'rt almost drunk.
CARE. No, faith, but your fools grow noisy; and if a man must
endure the noise of words without sense, I think the women have more
musical voices, and become nonsense better.
MEL. Why, they are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and
scandal, according to their ancient custom, after dinner. But I made a
pretence to follow you, because I had something to say to you in private,
and I am not like to have many opportunities this evening.
CARE. And here's this coxcomb most critically come to interrupt
you.
SCENE II.
[To them] BRISK.
BRISK. Boys, boys, lads, where are you? What, do you give
ground? Mortgage for a bottle, ha? Careless, this is your trick; you're
always spoiling company by leaving it.
CARE. And thou art always spoiling company by coming in o't.
BRISK. Pooh, ha, ha, ha, I know you envy me. Spite, proud spite,
by the gods! and burning envy. I'll be judged by Mellefont here, who
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gives and takes raillery better than you or I. Pshaw, man, when I say you
spoil company by leaving it, I mean you leave nobody for the company to
laugh at. I think there I was with you. Ha, Mellefont?
MEL. O' my word, Brisk, that was a home thrust; you have silenced
him.
BRISK. Oh, my dear Mellefont, let me perish if thou art not the soul
of conversation, the very essence of wit and spirit of wine. The deuce take
me if there were three good things said, or one understood, since thy
amputation from the body of our society. He, I think that's pretty and
metaphorical enough; i'gad I could not have said it out of thy company.
Careless, ha?
CARE. Hum, ay, what is't?
BRISK. O MON COEUR! What is't! Nay, gad, I'll punish you
for want of apprehension. The deuce take me if I tell you.
MEL. No, no, hang him, he has no taste. But, dear Brisk, excuse
me, I have a little business.
CARE. Prithee get thee gone; thou seest we are serious.
MEL. We'll come immediately, if you'll but go in and keep up good
humour and sense in the company. Prithee do, they'll fall asleep else.
BRISK. I'gad, so they will. Well, I will, I will; gad, you shall
command me from the Zenith to the Nadir. But the deuce take me if I
say a good thing till you come. But prithee, dear rogue, make haste,
prithee make haste, I shall burst else. And yonder your uncle, my Lord
Touchwood, swears he'll disinherit you, and Sir Paul Plyant threatens to
disclaim you for a son-in-law, and my Lord Froth won't dance at your
wedding to-morrow; nor, the deuce take me, I won't write your
Epithalamium--and see what a condition you're like to be brought to.
MEL. Well, I'll speak but three words, and follow you.
BRISK. Enough, enough. Careless, bring your apprehension along
with you.
SCENE III.
MELLEFONT, CARELESS.
CARE. Pert coxcomb.
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