Glastonbury
Act 1 Scene 3 Glastonbury
PARLAN [scribing at a book with other monks] (1)
Books, books, books. Copying every jot and tittles in ink and gold making
a holy story told - though we keep a cup of better blood (2).
JOSEPHE (3)
Tired already Anfortas-child, or is it the mortal wound that bothers you? Against my advice you sought to take the chalice for yourself. For you dared to set David's strange renges form its bounds and was struck in
the thigh by Goon Desert. (4)
PARLAN
Your father Arimathea's promise of the goblet. For he set out with the spawn of Jessie's rod rose with Lazarus, Martha, and the Magdalene to Gaul to baptize. (5) You, Alan, Brons, and the faithful to this holy spot
on your coat threads came to rest. Where in anger your staff took root,
Josephe, in makings of the thorn-tree like that which a Jew king was
pegged on. (5)
ALAN [Strikes him] (6)
That is for cursing against the high, Parlan. Brother and Cousin Josephe,
this Frimutal-scribe is right though. We need to see who will take on
the cup of the fisher of men.
JOSEPHE
Nay, child of Brons and Enygeus, I trust in the high that can guard
the cup, until it fads into the hearts of men for that is where faith should lie. We have approached Bran without success. We must discuss what
should be done with the remaining children of Lear.
PARLAN
What should be done, brother? The fourth daughter of his wife, Queen Iweriadd, had against her father's orders followed taking the veil in
due suit of her brother's tonsure. (7)
ALAN
Yea, the brother seen by his revered father baptized, beard and head shaven as abatements is set as stynaude turncoat. From that point on, a vow of silence in these walls proceeded. Though Branwen has spoken against her sisters most foul. Regan and Goneral with their lovers divided the realm while the rex was alive and usurped him. Cordelia abandoned her father to their squabbles as she bedded the Gaulish king. The husbands died, Cordelia returned, the loyal ones restored the King, Cordelia to hang herself, and
on hearing of his favorite daughter's death, his heart cracked and the
king died. (8)
JOSEPHE
The Gaul king does not envy the throne, yet an Irish one does. If he takes the Liagh Fail, Matholwch will come here to kill the last of Lear's line
and meet the Gaul in horrible fight in this land.
ALAN
We must think of the souls, our mission to teach the word. For if they fight it be better for us to go to the Holy See and report of failure
to convert this land.
JOSEPHE
What? And abandon our flock? We are judged on how we treat others, Brother Alan. We should aid the sick, wounded, and war widows, not choosing between
either sides. The high should not interfere with the acts of states or the actions of biology; our duty is only for souls. Nor use the dead for
an excuse and us as a reason to steal the liberties of others. (9)
PARLAN
True. For the way to salvation is not prevay to anyone who thinks they are
saved. God does not play favorites choosing one nation over another,
choose one man over another, he must save and choose all. (9)
ALAN
We are justified in our faith alone, we do not deed the cup - we only keep
it here until it disappears. For in due faith and on this rock I stand,
for the barn of Avon be-ist a Lutheran. (9)
Another Part of Glastonbury
BRAN (10)
In the fur of the black wolf Prince Camaalis I was, Lear's only con making oaths to one-eyed Wotan. The live of a prince was mine, taught all the arts
to rule as deemed by Jupiter, I was engaged to all three daughters of Ailill. With in the span of a psalm I made Aebh, Aiofe, and Arbha virgin
not. Out of the bed of ladies I jump to fight by Mars to conqueror Brittany, Channel Islands, Shetland Calais slicing many beards off. The corpses of the slain, beaten, strangled, stab in curse of Dagda I
fling into the peat and moors. Then back to the beds of my fiancés,
Regan, Goneral, Cordelia, and my other sister raping them in an inch of
their lives My dear father, King Lear, with price gave me many a title, laurel and olive crown that I did not deserve. Fouly Aoife, in hatred of me and her sisters two became poisonous blight. I played at being a prince. I set out to hunt those with their foreskin clipped chasing them with hounds,
the baptized ones and them I bring their families and children to me. I toss the children to wild bears and if they made a sound, I burn them at
the stake. Arbha fell to Holly root and by moly so did Aebh fall.
[enter Dragonfly (11)]
In course Ailill's grandchildren, out of wedlock had made into geese to fly here and there until a northern price weds a southern one. In due to Thor's
law I prepared to slice my fiancé's head off. Lo in the sky filled with great tumult I see a cup and hear, as did Paul, "My son, my son, my son.
Why do you persecute me? For in me you will find salvation."
BRANWEN
Indeed, brother, for I saw it too. You dropped hammer to the ground and sent in search of this mystery. I quickly proceeded after; though your half-sister I was I liked being your mistress. Oh what humor wooed that my brother Prince Camaalis can satisfy four women in one night, while most men cannot even handle one. Better still is our late father, in his prime could
bed a whole army in less time than what is measured in a glass.
BRAN
To Arimathea's Joseph I approached, I learned the word and in thirteen moons, he baptized Camaalis as Bran and you as Branwen. Beard and head clipped clean, for in hair is thought to lie a part of sovereignty, I approached the king, our father. To him we were now dead, I have not left
Glastonbury stead. On advice of the Fathers Jospehe and Alan, I have
stepped, dear sisters.
DRAGONFLY
Wait, wait. What do I hear and see? You spoke! Since childhood I knew Bran's kind face an actions, yet not a word. Why for you break your
vow?
BRAN [enter Falcon, invisible]
It was time to do so, Grail Maiden Dragonfly.
FALCON [invisible]
Ha! None see me now. For here is the Grail Maiden Dragonfly. Dragonfly cute and innocent in the world flusters so at him and hearing his voice for the first time. And here is Bran, son of Queen Penardun ApDon, once a prince
who not a mile hence Kent and others see out. It is Ailill and Edgar suggests him to succeed his father, which is very just. I must now play my part true to my hawkish nature while riding deer like horses. They will not accept him as is, nor will he want to take King Lear's mantle as his own,
so I must rest him to it.
DRAGONFLY
Um.Is not this a fine day, even with the starting rain?
FALCON [invisible]
Me thinks there is more here than meets the eye between the maiden and the
once prince; however, now I must not play a cupid just yet. I have work
to do.
[sings]
Sleep dear once prince and ladies and dream dreams of the dragon. For lo
was there an enormous wolf who with one yelp could swallow the world.
In fear of that cure he must be bound.
BRAN
What has come over me? My joins and articles move against
themselves.
DRAGONFLY
[enter Kent, Albany, Edgar, Ailill, and others]
So do mine, help me!
FALCON
[sings]
For lo was there an enormous wolf who with one yelp could swallow
the world. In fear of that cure he must be bound. To be bound by the bravest god Tyr had to place his hand in the cur's mouth. Reeling from this
loss of an arm, Tyr sough the Erkoing, lord of Svartalfar, for a
replacement. (12) Lo look there Albany and Kent arguing like a wedded couple. I must change their minds also. Ho! Ho! So much fun this is, being
trickster, druid, magician, sorcerer, scholar and maker of kings. Come,
come, come. Come all and listen to this song. Without an arm, Tyr was provided with one. The king of the Dark Elves, Erkoing, with Thor's glove and hammer on Hephaestus's forge struck a bolt of Jove into steel. There he
was, the first sword in existence. The sword of power shimmered in the Sun's rays in hues that could add colors to the rainbow. To Dagda's advice
not letting
war besmirch its' sacred nature, is must be put away. To spike wrathful Aries, Tyr flung the first sword into a loch and it was never seen again.
EDGAR
Hold there. Who are thou in this storm, unnatural?
FALCON
Now I appear as my cue.
[He becomes visible, bows]
I am Falcon, child of Fate. Harken unto me, your lords and laity, for now a
king is to be made.
DRAGONFLY
What unholy thing art thou, Falcon? Incubus?
FALCON
Nay, Grail Maiden, I am the child of the Norns. Past, present, and Future.
Now silence all I shall reveal unto you a goddess. Come Bride. (13)
[Enter Bride in a shower of apple blossoms]
This beautiful woman wearing an aegis of armor marked with Medusa's face,
carrying an orb and a staff and a sword. Affixed with the wings of an angel, and set with a crown. The crown rounded by clover, leak, thistle, nd
red and white roses. (13)
ALBANY
What is before my sight? This lady form the very earth and sky that shines like that of the fiery arrows loosed form the bows of archangels setting
Sodom to rout. I fear I may too turn into salt.
KENT
Hole there, brother Albany, what trickery is this? Who is this
lady, I demand?
FALCON
A queen and bride
[bows]
of the highest Dragon.
BRIDE
Silence knavish uncle, you did not summon me. I came out of my own accord.
FALCON
Then pardon, I ask of you, Queen Bride, please choose a king for this is
Fates' decree.
BRIDE
Anon, I shall. I, Bride, stand before and look at thee, Camaalis cum Bran the Christened. Jacob's pillow I claim as mine, in Egypt I sat and moved to
my fireside. Of Kildaire is my shrine pagan though later it will
be converted such, of Tara, of Dunstaffnage, of Camelot, of Scone,
of Westminster's halls, I enthrone. (14)
[kisses Bran]
Why do you fluster so, am I not beautiful?
BRAN
The most I have ever seen.
[Dragonfly clears he throat much to Falcon's amusement]
BRIDE
Good, that is so. For I am the highlands, the smoky moors, the
lochs, rivers, hills, fields, flowers, forests, lowlands, islands and waters, and all that brings all my children to think of me. To think of my Albion and Eire, my Prydien, and my Britian. Now as Bride of Britain, take
this silver branch and be a just and good king.
[She crowns him]
All hail King Bran, son of Lear.
ALBANY
What as is this you conjure?
DRAGONFLY
The most unholy kind - summoning a pagan spirit and giving it the wings of
an angel.
BRIDE
Nay, dear Dragonfly, fear not me. I will be baptized a saint, myself. Falcon summoned me not, how could one summon the spirit of England when it lies within all your hearts? Camaalis, the wrathful Prince, is no more. High King Bran has been chosen to rule. My arrows, armor, orb, bow,
and blade are his to have. He is the land and the land is him, until a greater king comes to marry me and take my crown. Now you faithless curs,
hail your monarch as due his office.
[vanishes in a shower of apple blossoms]
Good by, I shall wait to wed a greater king than Bran.
FALCON [bows]
Faith thee well, brave Bride of Britain, for the one greater then King
Bran will be a bear-man.
ALBANY
Ailill you Irish dog, what do you contrive with this foul druid?
EDGAR
I do not believe my eyes yet I see that here comes the Gaul king over
the dale.
[Falcon starts to leave, enter the King of France]
Where now do you go, magician?
KENT
I saw this sight and do believe, this man is our king. So, Albany, are
you with us or against us?
KING OF FRANCE
Though I have claim to your throne by my late wife, Cordelia, I do not seek
it myself. Heaven has given you a king that stands here; for I far off
saw this miracle as well.
ALBANY
By what right, foreign frog-spotted sycophant? (15)
FALCON
By every right, he can say such. For his army stands there,
Albany, sharpening their implements of war.
BRAN
[aside to Falcon]
What are you doing to me! I do not want to be king!
FALCON
Good, for it is far better if a nation is ruled by a man who does not
want to do so than one who does.
ALBANY
Hesitant on the French expectations, I will serve you faithfully.
[He kneels]
High King Bran.
ALL
All Hail High King Bran!
[lifts him up on their shoulders - him protesting all along]
When Zordok the priest and Nathan the prophet anointed Solomon King, all the people rejoy'd and said, "God save the King, Long Live the King, May
the King live forever."
KING BRAN
So be it. I will be in this office most sacred. Where gorly and worship
has laid on me...
[aside to Dragonfly]
Truthfully, I do not like this title I have been given, I only do
so
because I fear something may happen to someone dear to me as you
art.
DRAGONFLY
Then I will always stand next to you, for you art my friend and
king.
Extent.
Cliff Notes For Act 1 Scene 3
One:
Parlan. Grail King
Two:
Cup of better blood. The Holy Grail
Three:
Josephe. Grail King, son of Joseph of Arimathea
Four:
Parlan attempted to pull out the Sword of King David, the sword of Strange Renges from its bounds in attempt to claim the Grail for himself, and was
struck in the thigh by Goon Desert its protector. Thus he is called Anfortas (or Frimutal) for this Dolorous Stroke. Mortally wounded Parlan waits for one to claim the grail and let him die. He will have to wait a
very long time.
Five:
After Jesus' death Joseph of Arimathea, Lazarus, Martha, and Mary Magdalene sailed to Gaul to baptize with the Holy Grail. Josephe, Alan, and others took the Grail or Christianity to England where in anger Josephe stuck his staff into the ground becoming a thorn-tree, very similar to the wood for
making Roman Crosses.
Six:
Alan, Grail King. He is the son of Brons and Enygeus, daughter of Joseph of
Arimathea, and ergo Josephe's cousin.
Seven:
Queen Iweriadd, wife of King Lear, had four daughters - Regan, Goneral, Cordelia, and one unnamed other. The last took up the veil, became the nun
Branwen.
Eight:
Plot of King Lear
Nine:
Lutheranism, Shakespeare was most likely a Lutheran.
Ten:
Bran is giving his list of crimes when he was Prince Camaalis, which basically shows him as a bad pagan tyrant who loved nothing and no one - he
breaks all the commandments and is still saved by baptism.
Eleven:
Dragonfly, the Grail Maiden, could be based on the idea of the name
Pendragon, which means High Dragon.
Twelve:
Creation of the first sword according to the Vikings - the first sword,
Excalibur.
Thirteen:
Bride is an ancient name for the Celtic deity Brighid, "Fiery arrow", she
is the origin for Saint Brigit and the goddess Britannia, who marries
worthy kings, she is waiting to marry a "a bear man". The name of King
Arthur is of possible Celtic origin coming from "artos viros" or "arth
gwyr", which means "bear man". She is wearing her traditional garb as a
goddess (armor marked with Medusa's face, wings of an angel, carrying a
sword and a longbos, and an orb) except for the crown - clover, leak,
thistle, and red and white roses:
Clover, Ireland; Leak, Wales; Roses, York and Lancaster.
Fourteen:
Places where kings were enthroned on the Liagh Fail, the Stone of Destiny,
Jacob's pillow, the Stone of Scone.
Fifteen:
Frog-spotted. According to legend, the three frogs preceded the Fleur-de-
lies, the symbol for France in Heraldry.
Act 1 Scene 3 Glastonbury
PARLAN [scribing at a book with other monks] (1)
Books, books, books. Copying every jot and tittles in ink and gold making
a holy story told - though we keep a cup of better blood (2).
JOSEPHE (3)
Tired already Anfortas-child, or is it the mortal wound that bothers you? Against my advice you sought to take the chalice for yourself. For you dared to set David's strange renges form its bounds and was struck in
the thigh by Goon Desert. (4)
PARLAN
Your father Arimathea's promise of the goblet. For he set out with the spawn of Jessie's rod rose with Lazarus, Martha, and the Magdalene to Gaul to baptize. (5) You, Alan, Brons, and the faithful to this holy spot
on your coat threads came to rest. Where in anger your staff took root,
Josephe, in makings of the thorn-tree like that which a Jew king was
pegged on. (5)
ALAN [Strikes him] (6)
That is for cursing against the high, Parlan. Brother and Cousin Josephe,
this Frimutal-scribe is right though. We need to see who will take on
the cup of the fisher of men.
JOSEPHE
Nay, child of Brons and Enygeus, I trust in the high that can guard
the cup, until it fads into the hearts of men for that is where faith should lie. We have approached Bran without success. We must discuss what
should be done with the remaining children of Lear.
PARLAN
What should be done, brother? The fourth daughter of his wife, Queen Iweriadd, had against her father's orders followed taking the veil in
due suit of her brother's tonsure. (7)
ALAN
Yea, the brother seen by his revered father baptized, beard and head shaven as abatements is set as stynaude turncoat. From that point on, a vow of silence in these walls proceeded. Though Branwen has spoken against her sisters most foul. Regan and Goneral with their lovers divided the realm while the rex was alive and usurped him. Cordelia abandoned her father to their squabbles as she bedded the Gaulish king. The husbands died, Cordelia returned, the loyal ones restored the King, Cordelia to hang herself, and
on hearing of his favorite daughter's death, his heart cracked and the
king died. (8)
JOSEPHE
The Gaul king does not envy the throne, yet an Irish one does. If he takes the Liagh Fail, Matholwch will come here to kill the last of Lear's line
and meet the Gaul in horrible fight in this land.
ALAN
We must think of the souls, our mission to teach the word. For if they fight it be better for us to go to the Holy See and report of failure
to convert this land.
JOSEPHE
What? And abandon our flock? We are judged on how we treat others, Brother Alan. We should aid the sick, wounded, and war widows, not choosing between
either sides. The high should not interfere with the acts of states or the actions of biology; our duty is only for souls. Nor use the dead for
an excuse and us as a reason to steal the liberties of others. (9)
PARLAN
True. For the way to salvation is not prevay to anyone who thinks they are
saved. God does not play favorites choosing one nation over another,
choose one man over another, he must save and choose all. (9)
ALAN
We are justified in our faith alone, we do not deed the cup - we only keep
it here until it disappears. For in due faith and on this rock I stand,
for the barn of Avon be-ist a Lutheran. (9)
Another Part of Glastonbury
BRAN (10)
In the fur of the black wolf Prince Camaalis I was, Lear's only con making oaths to one-eyed Wotan. The live of a prince was mine, taught all the arts
to rule as deemed by Jupiter, I was engaged to all three daughters of Ailill. With in the span of a psalm I made Aebh, Aiofe, and Arbha virgin
not. Out of the bed of ladies I jump to fight by Mars to conqueror Brittany, Channel Islands, Shetland Calais slicing many beards off. The corpses of the slain, beaten, strangled, stab in curse of Dagda I
fling into the peat and moors. Then back to the beds of my fiancés,
Regan, Goneral, Cordelia, and my other sister raping them in an inch of
their lives My dear father, King Lear, with price gave me many a title, laurel and olive crown that I did not deserve. Fouly Aoife, in hatred of me and her sisters two became poisonous blight. I played at being a prince. I set out to hunt those with their foreskin clipped chasing them with hounds,
the baptized ones and them I bring their families and children to me. I toss the children to wild bears and if they made a sound, I burn them at
the stake. Arbha fell to Holly root and by moly so did Aebh fall.
[enter Dragonfly (11)]
In course Ailill's grandchildren, out of wedlock had made into geese to fly here and there until a northern price weds a southern one. In due to Thor's
law I prepared to slice my fiancé's head off. Lo in the sky filled with great tumult I see a cup and hear, as did Paul, "My son, my son, my son.
Why do you persecute me? For in me you will find salvation."
BRANWEN
Indeed, brother, for I saw it too. You dropped hammer to the ground and sent in search of this mystery. I quickly proceeded after; though your half-sister I was I liked being your mistress. Oh what humor wooed that my brother Prince Camaalis can satisfy four women in one night, while most men cannot even handle one. Better still is our late father, in his prime could
bed a whole army in less time than what is measured in a glass.
BRAN
To Arimathea's Joseph I approached, I learned the word and in thirteen moons, he baptized Camaalis as Bran and you as Branwen. Beard and head clipped clean, for in hair is thought to lie a part of sovereignty, I approached the king, our father. To him we were now dead, I have not left
Glastonbury stead. On advice of the Fathers Jospehe and Alan, I have
stepped, dear sisters.
DRAGONFLY
Wait, wait. What do I hear and see? You spoke! Since childhood I knew Bran's kind face an actions, yet not a word. Why for you break your
vow?
BRAN [enter Falcon, invisible]
It was time to do so, Grail Maiden Dragonfly.
FALCON [invisible]
Ha! None see me now. For here is the Grail Maiden Dragonfly. Dragonfly cute and innocent in the world flusters so at him and hearing his voice for the first time. And here is Bran, son of Queen Penardun ApDon, once a prince
who not a mile hence Kent and others see out. It is Ailill and Edgar suggests him to succeed his father, which is very just. I must now play my part true to my hawkish nature while riding deer like horses. They will not accept him as is, nor will he want to take King Lear's mantle as his own,
so I must rest him to it.
DRAGONFLY
Um.Is not this a fine day, even with the starting rain?
FALCON [invisible]
Me thinks there is more here than meets the eye between the maiden and the
once prince; however, now I must not play a cupid just yet. I have work
to do.
[sings]
Sleep dear once prince and ladies and dream dreams of the dragon. For lo
was there an enormous wolf who with one yelp could swallow the world.
In fear of that cure he must be bound.
BRAN
What has come over me? My joins and articles move against
themselves.
DRAGONFLY
[enter Kent, Albany, Edgar, Ailill, and others]
So do mine, help me!
FALCON
[sings]
For lo was there an enormous wolf who with one yelp could swallow
the world. In fear of that cure he must be bound. To be bound by the bravest god Tyr had to place his hand in the cur's mouth. Reeling from this
loss of an arm, Tyr sough the Erkoing, lord of Svartalfar, for a
replacement. (12) Lo look there Albany and Kent arguing like a wedded couple. I must change their minds also. Ho! Ho! So much fun this is, being
trickster, druid, magician, sorcerer, scholar and maker of kings. Come,
come, come. Come all and listen to this song. Without an arm, Tyr was provided with one. The king of the Dark Elves, Erkoing, with Thor's glove and hammer on Hephaestus's forge struck a bolt of Jove into steel. There he
was, the first sword in existence. The sword of power shimmered in the Sun's rays in hues that could add colors to the rainbow. To Dagda's advice
not letting
war besmirch its' sacred nature, is must be put away. To spike wrathful Aries, Tyr flung the first sword into a loch and it was never seen again.
EDGAR
Hold there. Who are thou in this storm, unnatural?
FALCON
Now I appear as my cue.
[He becomes visible, bows]
I am Falcon, child of Fate. Harken unto me, your lords and laity, for now a
king is to be made.
DRAGONFLY
What unholy thing art thou, Falcon? Incubus?
FALCON
Nay, Grail Maiden, I am the child of the Norns. Past, present, and Future.
Now silence all I shall reveal unto you a goddess. Come Bride. (13)
[Enter Bride in a shower of apple blossoms]
This beautiful woman wearing an aegis of armor marked with Medusa's face,
carrying an orb and a staff and a sword. Affixed with the wings of an angel, and set with a crown. The crown rounded by clover, leak, thistle, nd
red and white roses. (13)
ALBANY
What is before my sight? This lady form the very earth and sky that shines like that of the fiery arrows loosed form the bows of archangels setting
Sodom to rout. I fear I may too turn into salt.
KENT
Hole there, brother Albany, what trickery is this? Who is this
lady, I demand?
FALCON
A queen and bride
[bows]
of the highest Dragon.
BRIDE
Silence knavish uncle, you did not summon me. I came out of my own accord.
FALCON
Then pardon, I ask of you, Queen Bride, please choose a king for this is
Fates' decree.
BRIDE
Anon, I shall. I, Bride, stand before and look at thee, Camaalis cum Bran the Christened. Jacob's pillow I claim as mine, in Egypt I sat and moved to
my fireside. Of Kildaire is my shrine pagan though later it will
be converted such, of Tara, of Dunstaffnage, of Camelot, of Scone,
of Westminster's halls, I enthrone. (14)
[kisses Bran]
Why do you fluster so, am I not beautiful?
BRAN
The most I have ever seen.
[Dragonfly clears he throat much to Falcon's amusement]
BRIDE
Good, that is so. For I am the highlands, the smoky moors, the
lochs, rivers, hills, fields, flowers, forests, lowlands, islands and waters, and all that brings all my children to think of me. To think of my Albion and Eire, my Prydien, and my Britian. Now as Bride of Britain, take
this silver branch and be a just and good king.
[She crowns him]
All hail King Bran, son of Lear.
ALBANY
What as is this you conjure?
DRAGONFLY
The most unholy kind - summoning a pagan spirit and giving it the wings of
an angel.
BRIDE
Nay, dear Dragonfly, fear not me. I will be baptized a saint, myself. Falcon summoned me not, how could one summon the spirit of England when it lies within all your hearts? Camaalis, the wrathful Prince, is no more. High King Bran has been chosen to rule. My arrows, armor, orb, bow,
and blade are his to have. He is the land and the land is him, until a greater king comes to marry me and take my crown. Now you faithless curs,
hail your monarch as due his office.
[vanishes in a shower of apple blossoms]
Good by, I shall wait to wed a greater king than Bran.
FALCON [bows]
Faith thee well, brave Bride of Britain, for the one greater then King
Bran will be a bear-man.
ALBANY
Ailill you Irish dog, what do you contrive with this foul druid?
EDGAR
I do not believe my eyes yet I see that here comes the Gaul king over
the dale.
[Falcon starts to leave, enter the King of France]
Where now do you go, magician?
KENT
I saw this sight and do believe, this man is our king. So, Albany, are
you with us or against us?
KING OF FRANCE
Though I have claim to your throne by my late wife, Cordelia, I do not seek
it myself. Heaven has given you a king that stands here; for I far off
saw this miracle as well.
ALBANY
By what right, foreign frog-spotted sycophant? (15)
FALCON
By every right, he can say such. For his army stands there,
Albany, sharpening their implements of war.
BRAN
[aside to Falcon]
What are you doing to me! I do not want to be king!
FALCON
Good, for it is far better if a nation is ruled by a man who does not
want to do so than one who does.
ALBANY
Hesitant on the French expectations, I will serve you faithfully.
[He kneels]
High King Bran.
ALL
All Hail High King Bran!
[lifts him up on their shoulders - him protesting all along]
When Zordok the priest and Nathan the prophet anointed Solomon King, all the people rejoy'd and said, "God save the King, Long Live the King, May
the King live forever."
KING BRAN
So be it. I will be in this office most sacred. Where gorly and worship
has laid on me...
[aside to Dragonfly]
Truthfully, I do not like this title I have been given, I only do
so
because I fear something may happen to someone dear to me as you
art.
DRAGONFLY
Then I will always stand next to you, for you art my friend and
king.
Extent.
Cliff Notes For Act 1 Scene 3
One:
Parlan. Grail King
Two:
Cup of better blood. The Holy Grail
Three:
Josephe. Grail King, son of Joseph of Arimathea
Four:
Parlan attempted to pull out the Sword of King David, the sword of Strange Renges from its bounds in attempt to claim the Grail for himself, and was
struck in the thigh by Goon Desert its protector. Thus he is called Anfortas (or Frimutal) for this Dolorous Stroke. Mortally wounded Parlan waits for one to claim the grail and let him die. He will have to wait a
very long time.
Five:
After Jesus' death Joseph of Arimathea, Lazarus, Martha, and Mary Magdalene sailed to Gaul to baptize with the Holy Grail. Josephe, Alan, and others took the Grail or Christianity to England where in anger Josephe stuck his staff into the ground becoming a thorn-tree, very similar to the wood for
making Roman Crosses.
Six:
Alan, Grail King. He is the son of Brons and Enygeus, daughter of Joseph of
Arimathea, and ergo Josephe's cousin.
Seven:
Queen Iweriadd, wife of King Lear, had four daughters - Regan, Goneral, Cordelia, and one unnamed other. The last took up the veil, became the nun
Branwen.
Eight:
Plot of King Lear
Nine:
Lutheranism, Shakespeare was most likely a Lutheran.
Ten:
Bran is giving his list of crimes when he was Prince Camaalis, which basically shows him as a bad pagan tyrant who loved nothing and no one - he
breaks all the commandments and is still saved by baptism.
Eleven:
Dragonfly, the Grail Maiden, could be based on the idea of the name
Pendragon, which means High Dragon.
Twelve:
Creation of the first sword according to the Vikings - the first sword,
Excalibur.
Thirteen:
Bride is an ancient name for the Celtic deity Brighid, "Fiery arrow", she
is the origin for Saint Brigit and the goddess Britannia, who marries
worthy kings, she is waiting to marry a "a bear man". The name of King
Arthur is of possible Celtic origin coming from "artos viros" or "arth
gwyr", which means "bear man". She is wearing her traditional garb as a
goddess (armor marked with Medusa's face, wings of an angel, carrying a
sword and a longbos, and an orb) except for the crown - clover, leak,
thistle, and red and white roses:
Clover, Ireland; Leak, Wales; Roses, York and Lancaster.
Fourteen:
Places where kings were enthroned on the Liagh Fail, the Stone of Destiny,
Jacob's pillow, the Stone of Scone.
Fifteen:
Frog-spotted. According to legend, the three frogs preceded the Fleur-de-
lies, the symbol for France in Heraldry.
