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on April 23； 1881。
PATIENCE
DRAMATIS PERSONAE
Officers of Dragoon Guards
COLONEL CALVERLEY Baritone
MAJOR MURGATROYD Baritone
LIEUT。 THE DUKE OF DUNSTABLE Tenor
REGINALD BUNTHORNE （A Fleshly Poet） Light Baritone
ARCHIBALD GROSVENOR （An Idyllic Poet） Baritone
MR。 BUNTHORNE'S SOLICITOR Non…singing
Rapturous Maidens
THE LADY ANGELA Mezzo…Soprano
THE LADY SAPHIR Mezzo…Soprano
THE LADY ELLA Soprano
THE LADY JANE Contralto
PATIENCE （A Dairy Maid） Soprano
Chorus of Rapturous MAIDENS and Officers of DRAGOON GUARDS
ACT IExterior of Castle Bunthorne
ACT IIA Glade
ACT I
＇Scene： Exterior of Castle Bunthorne； the gateway to which is
seen； R。U。E。； and is approached by a drawbridge over a moat。
A rocky eminence R。 with steps down to the stage。 In front
of it； a rustic bench； on which ANGELA is seated； with ELLA
on her left。 Young Ladies wearing aesthetic draperies are
grouped about the stage from R。 to L。C。； SAPHIR being near
the L。 end of the group。 The Ladies play on lutes； etc。； as
they sing； and all are in the last stage of despair。＇
No。 1。 Twenty love…sick maidens we
（Opening Chorus and Solos）
Maidens； Angela； and Ella
MAIDENS Twenty love…sick maidens we；
Love…sick all against our will。
Twenty years hence we shall be
Twenty love…sick maidens still！
Twenty love…sick maidens we；
And we die for love of thee！
Twenty love…sick maidens we；
Love…sick all against our will。
Twenty years hence we shall be
Twenty love…sick maidens still！
ANGELA Love feeds on hope； they say； or love will die；
MAIDENS Ah； miserie！
ANGELA Yet my love lives； although no hope have I！
MAIDENS Ah； miserie！
ANGELA Alas； poor heart； go hide thyself away；
To weeping concords tune thy roundelay！
Ah； miserie！
MAIDENS All our love is all for one；
Yet that love he heedeth not；
He is coy and cares for none；
Sad and sorry is our lot！
Ah； miserie！
ELLA Go； breaking heart；
Go； dream of love requited！
Go； foolish heart；
Go； dream of lovers plighted；
Go； madcap heart；
Go； dream of never waking；
And in thy dream
Forget that thou art breaking！
MAIDENS Ah； miserie！
ELLA Forget that thou art breaking！
MAIDENS Twenty love…sick maidens we；
Love…sick all against our will。
Twenty years hence we shall be
Twenty love…sick maidens still。
Ah； miserie！
ANGELA There is a strange magic in this love of ours！ Rivals as
we all are in the affections of our Reginald； the very
hopelessness of our love is a bond that binds us to one another！
SAPHIR Jealousy is merged in misery。 While he； the very
cynosure of our eyes and hearts； remains icy insensible what
have we to strive for？
ELLA The love of maidens is； to him； as interesting as the
taxes！
SAPHIR Would that it were！ He pays his taxes。
ANGELA And cherishes the receipts！
＇Enter LADY JANE； L。U。E。＇
SAPHIR Happy receipts！ ＇All sigh heavily＇
JANE ＇L。C。； suddenly＇ Fools！ ＇They start； and turn to her＇
ANGELA I beg your pardon？
JANE Fools and blind！ The man loves wildly loves！
ANGELA But whom？ None of us！
JANE No； none of us。 His weird fancy has lighted； for the
nonce； on Patience； the village milkmaid！
SAPHIR On Patience？ Oh； it cannot be！
JANE Bah！ But yesterday I caught him in her dairy； eating fresh
butter with a tablespoon。 Today he is not well！
SAPHIR But Patience boasts that she has never loved that love
is； to her； a sealed book！ Oh； he cannot be serious！
JANE ‘Tis but a fleeting fancy ‘twill quickly wear away。
＇aside； coming down…stage＇ Oh； Reginald； if you but knew what a
wealth of golden love is waiting for you； stored up in this
rugged old bosom of mine； the milkmaid's triumph would be short
indeed！
＇PATIENCE appears on an eminence； R。 She looks down with pity on
the despondent Ladies。＇
No。 2。 Still brooding on their mad infatuation！
（Recitative）
Patience； Saphir； Angela； and Maidens
PATIENCE Still brooding on their mad infatuation！
I thank thee； Love； thou comest not to me！
Far happier I； free from thy ministration；
Than dukes or duchesses who love can be！
SAPHIR ＇looking up＇ ‘Tis Patience happy girl！ Loved by a
poet！
PATIENCE Your pardon； ladies。 I intrude upon you！ ＇Going＇
ANGELA Nay； pretty child； come hither。 ＇PATIENCE descends。＇ Is
it true that you have never loved？
PATIENCE Most true indeed。
SOPRANOS Most marvelous！
ALTOS And most deplorable！
I cannot tell what this love may be
（Solo）
Patience
PATIENCE I cannot tell what this love may be
＇L。C。＇ That cometh to all but not to me。
It cannot be kind as they'd imply；
Or why do these ladies sigh？
It cannot be joy and rapture deep；
Or why do these gentle ladies weep？
It cannot be blissful as ‘tis said；
Or why are their eyes so wondrous red？
Though ev'rywhere true love I see
A…coming to all； but not to me；
I cannot tell what this love may be！
For I am blithe and I am gay；
While they sit sighing night and day。
PATIENCE ALL
For I am blithe and I am gay； Yes； she is blithe and she is
gay；
Think of the gulf ‘twixt Yes； she is blithe and
them and me； she is gay；
Think of the gulf ‘twixt them； Yes； she is blithe and
and me； and she is gay；
Fal la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la la la la；
and miserie！ Ah； miserie！
＇She dances across R。 and back to R。C。＇
PATIENCE If love is a thorn； they show no wit
Who foolishly hug and foster it。
If love is a weed； how simple they
Who gather it； day by day！
If love is a nettle that makes you smart；
Then why do you wear it next your heart？
And if it be none of these； say I；
Ah； why do you sit and sob and sigh？
Though ev'rywhere true love I see
A…coming to all； but not to me；
I cannot tell what this love may be！
For I am blithe and I am gay；
While they sit sighing night and day。
PATIENCE ALL
For I am blithe and I Yes； she is blithe and she is
am gay； gay；
Think of the gulf ‘twixt Yes； she is blithe and she is
them and me； gay；
Think of the gulf ‘twixt Yes； she is blithe and she is
them and me； gay；
Fal la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la la la la；
and miserie！ Ah； miserie！
ANGELA Ah； Patience； if you have never loved； you have never
known true happiness！ ＇All sigh。＇
PATIENCE ＇C。＇ But the truly happy always seem to have so much on
their minds。 The truly happy never seem quite well。
JANE ＇coming L。C。＇ There is a transcendentality of delirium
an acute accentuation of supremest ecstasy which the earthy
might easily mistake for indigestion。 But it is not indigestion
it is aesthetic transfiguration！ ＇to the others。＇ Enough of
babble。 Come！
PATIENCE ＇stopping her as she turns to go up C。＇ But stay； I
have some news for you。 The 35th Dragoon Guards have halted in
the village； and are even now on their way to this very spot。
ANGELA The 35th Dragoon Guards！
SAPHIR They are fleshly men； of full habit！
ELLA We care nothin