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SAILOR PLAY NUMBER TWO

CAPTAIN EVERYMAN

 
 Narrator: I ask you all in the audience, to hear our play with reverence: It shows our minds and how they failed, it shows our hearts and how they bailed, "Captain Everyman" it is called about this man and how he falled You will see our captain reaceted to the piercing pain a burning sword pushed through his heart from these sundry and assorted tart. see his heart and mind distraught he has no love no woman naught. they loved him when he was young, and now they think of him as dung.

 Sailor: WE've left Verona, she was beautiful this time of year, and now we're about to set out on...
 
 Captain: That I will tell you: In great haste I am sent from G-d in his Majesty
 
 Sailor: Yes Sir, of course you are, Sir!
 
 Captain: The time has cometo takle a long journey. Sailor Indeed it is, Sir!
 
 Captain: What does G-d want from me? Sailor We were sent on a special mission by the duke of Verona, Sir! We are to sail until we arrive back at Verona. According to my calculations, we may arrive sometime next... whenever. SIR!
 
 Captain: Lord, I will go forth into the world and destroy sadistically both great an small.[leaves] Sailor The Captain here was once in love with a seamstress, then a harlot, and a thespian, even an heiress. They turnes him into a crazy old man, and now someone has puthim into a bad peice of literature.
 
 Captain: [from off stage]His crew all died of old age! Sailor His crew all died of old age, and his Boatswain/1st mate/ensign is about to get his own ship.
 
 Captain: ALAS! I may weep well with deep sighs: Now I have no company, to help me and comfort me in my journey. and also, my reckoning is quite unready. What shall I say to excuse me? For the day passes and is slmost gone. To whom can I tell my troubles? What if I talked to fellowship, and told him of this sudden news? for he is quite in my confidence. we have in the world on many a day been good friends in sport an play. I see him yonder certainly I trust he will keep me company. therefore, I will speak to him and ease my sorrow. GOOD-NIGHT Sailor, see you in the morrow! Sailor Just Ignore him for the rest of the play. He won't even notice you there, so he won't care.
 
 Captain: ALAS! Is there no escape? I may say Death gives no warning. To think about you makes me sick at heart. Sailor He often suffers from attacks of heartache and loneliness. Captain, good Morrow and good day! why friend do you look so distraught? If anything is amiss, you'll let me know so that I may help bring the remedy.
 
 Captain: that was well spoken and lovely... Sailor My ship has come in. I must go and may god look after you!
 
 Captain: ALAS THAT I WAS NEVER BORN! Shall no one go by me? [pause]
 
 Captain: Here are maidens, young and fair, dancing in the summer air, like two spinning wheels at play, Pretty maidens dance away, Dance the spring and summer through, Until the sole falls from your shoe...

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