The Tragedy of Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons (Episode 1, Shakespeare-style, Act 1, Scene 2)
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Do join me now for Scarlet's fall.
We ask: 'what if Shakespeare, not the Andersons, created our indestructible hero?'
SCENE II. Cloudbase, outside New York
A hov'ring fortress perched among the clouds,
Two leagues above the multitude of crowds,
Floats now betwixt the Earth and Martian foes.
Alas, Black's home, ere Mars his life did close.
Good Colonel White arrays Earth's champions true,
The other captains, fearsome Angels too,
Swift pilots in the clouded azure skies,
To guard the world from every dark surprise.
Exit CHORUS. Enter WHITE, GREEN and Angels.
Lieutenant Green, give order to dispatch,
Let fly the Angels, one and two and three.
Fair Destiny, to arms, at once take flight.
Our Spectrum now is Green, I hear you right.
And Rhapsody and Harmony besides,
Betake you now into the azure skies.
Forthwith, go to, at once, without delay,
Let fly from hence the Angels two and three.
I go, tis done, our Spectrum now is Green.
In iron birds of valour, speed and might,
Three Angels fair into the skies take flight.
With Captain Scarlet now I will confer.
Enter SCARLET and BROWN, below.
What ho, my Captain, do your ears attend?
They do, my Lord, New York is one league hence,
Tis as we planned, we'll make our rendezvous.
World President, we come to shelter you,
In Spectrum's fortress, 'gainst the Martian foe.
And Captain Brown, but one more word with you.
Into your hands entrust this task I do.
Before your own do place our leader's life.
And Scarlet once his life is made secure,
Hence here to Cloudbase render him with haste.
Your first assignment, fortune good to thee.
Right glad am I, dear Captain, full of thanks.
Bethink you, by your troth, our President
Doth bide in mortal danger sure and true?
When I upon this Martian tale of woe
do cast my mem'ry this I do surmise:
Belike foul Myst'rons verily and true,
Full deed to airy words can surely give.
Would that we fought a foe we understood,
Foe sensible to both our sight and touch,
Full realised in all dimensions three.
I hear thee right, your words I comprehend,
Insensible to feeling as to sight,
Their fearsome voice we Earthmen hear and yet
My mind misgives that they are ever near.
Exeunt SCARLET and BROWN. A sound of calamity without.
Enter SCARLET carrying SCARLET's body.
Sudden, rapid, cruel death,
Steals away my mortal breath;
Snuffed in noise and fire and flame,
Mysterons the deed doth claim.
Now a stranger thought is bred:
Living, though I should be dead.
Scarlet fell in swift surprise,
Copy mine in place doth rise.
Mars I serve, for Mars I cry:
President, 'tis time to die!
Exit SCARLET carrying SCARLET's body. Enter WHITE.
What ho, what noise, what mischief is there here?
I give thee joy, good Captain Scarlet, true,
From dark death's clutches you walk forth unscath'd.
What news, good Captain? Give me your report.
This the Earthen fool doth reckon,
Death did not good Scarlet beckon.
Earthman shall my voice resemble,
Thus the truth I do dissemble.
My gracious Colonel, thanks I give to thee.
Nor Brown nor Scarlet time or place did fail,
Confirm'd we both the President's defence,
New York stands clear'd and soldiers plac'd on guard.
Our leader lies in Brown's assur'd regard.
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