Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

TRACHINUS

in Sappho and Phao — Lyly, John

Metadata

PlaySappho and Phao
AuthorLyly, John
Year (catalogued)1584
First performance1583
Decade1580s
GenreComedy
Play typeBoys Professional
CompanyChildren of the Chapel (first) (Oxford's Boys)
Theaterbefore the Court;
Speech prefix(es)Trach. | Trachi.
Words656
Characters3404
Typicality0.34 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA06625
BritDrama no.753
ClusterCluster 8 — Martial kings & Roman gravity

Important excerpts

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Full speech

Cease then to led thy life in a study, pinned with a few boards, and endeavour to be a courtier to live in emboste rouffes. Why? Why do you think in court any use to dis semble? You have no reason ̄ for it, but and old report. I, but this is the court of Sapho nature's mi racle, which resembles the tree Salurus, whose root is fastened upon knotted steel, & in whose top bud leaves of pure gold. The virtue of the tree is not the cause: but the Easterly wind, which is thought commonly to bring cankers and rottenesse. Why, then you conclude with me, that Sapho for virtue hath no copartner. We will thither straight. Why, there you may live still. How Like you the Ladies, are they not passing fair? Yet am I sure that in judgement you are not so severe, but that you can be content to allow of beauty by day or by night. I think all your stuff are bundles of paper: but now must you learn to turn your library to a war drope, & see whither your rapier hang better by your side, then the pen did in your ear. Phao, the Ferry man of Syracyse. No Madame, this is he that Venus determined among men to make the fairest. You will much delight in the flattering green, which now begins to be in his glory. Sapho is fallen suddenly sick, I cannot guess the cause. Soft, I am not content, that a male and Female content, should go together. You shall not fallen out? for Pigeons after biting fallen to billing, and open jars make the closest jests. I am sorry for Sapho: because she will take no Physic, Like you Pandion, who being sick of the sul lens, will seek no friend. Is it not love? Nothing, but that I hope it be not. Why, what do you think of our Ladies? I will not tempt you in your deep Melam ̄ choly, least you seem sour to those, which are so sweet. But come, let us walk a little into the fields, it may be the open air will disclose your close conceits. Pandion, since your coming from the uni uersitie to the court, from Athens to Syracyse, how do you feel your self altered either in humour or opinion? Here you see as great virtue, far greater brave ry, the Actium of that which you continued ̄ template Sapho, fair by nature, by birth royal, learned by education by go uernment politic, rich by peace: insomuch as it is hard to judge, whither she be more beautiful or wise, virtue ous or fortunate. Besides, do you not look on fair Ladies in steed of good letters, and behold fair faces in steed of fine phrases: In universities virtues and vi ces are but shadowed in colours white and black, in courts showed to life good and bade. There, times past are read of in old books, times present set down by new devises, times to come conjectured at by aim, by prophesy, or chance here, are times in perfection, nor by devise, as fables, but in execution, as truths. Believe me Pandion, in Athens you have but tombs, we in court the bodies, you the pictures of Venus & the wise God desses, we the persons & the virtues. What hath a seh ol ler found out by study, that a courtier hath not found out by practice. Simple are you that think to see more at the candle snuff, then the sun beams, to sail further in a little brook, then in the main Ocean, to make a greater harvest by gleaning, then reaping. How say you Pandion, is not all this true? Schollerlike said, you flatter that, which you seem to mislike, and to disgrace that, which you most wonder at. But let us away. Will you go Pandion.

Plot summary

Plot — Sappho and Phao
Menus plans to visit Syracuse to make SAppH6 fall in love, and travels there on PHa0’s ferry-boat. She makes Phao beautiful; and, unknown to her, @iipi@ makes him irresistibly attractive to women, even though he is not interested in them. Sibyllaj whom the gods have given long life but not eternal youth, counsels Phao not to waste his prime years. He falls in love with Sappho, and Sibylla advises him on the technique of wooing. Sappho is taken ill; Phao, who has some pharmaceutical knowledge, is summoned to minister to her. In fact, her malady is love for Phao, whose base origins make him unsuitable for her. Venus too falls for Phao, and procures from Wailea new arrows for Cupid, with which he can break her rival Sappho’s infatuation and turn Phao’s affections her way. Cupid carries out the first part of his mission, but also tells Sappho what he has done; so she persuades him to use another of the new arrows to make Phao hate Venus. Cupid decides to be Sappho’s son instead of Venus’, and gives her his arrows: now she, not Venus, will be the lady of love. Venus swears to get even, and, convinced of love’s pointlessness, Phao leaves Sicily.