PROCTOR: I have a crop to sow and lumber to drag home. Mary, please, dont, dont! grasping his hand before he can release her: now beginning to angershe cant believe it: I have something better than hope, I think! Contention make him weep, sir; it were always a man that weep for contention. PARRIS: Goody Ann, it is a formidable sin to conjure up the dead! Hale is somewhat intrigued and says they can discuss the issue later. Reverend Hale, the church leader from the town of Beverley, is summoned to examine Betty because he's an expert on witchcraft. PROCTOR, starts to speak, then stops, then, as though unable to restrain this:I like it not that Mr. Parris should lay his hand upon my baby. I tell you true, woman, had I no other proof of your unnatural life, your dry eyes now would be sufficient evidence that you delivered up your soul to Hell! Whatever abomination you have done, give me all of it now, for I dare not be taken unaware when I go before them down there. She catches a weakening in herself and downs it. Now, yousit up and stop this! He stands, as though in physical pain, slowly rising to his feet with a great immortal longing to find his answer. God does not need my name nailed upon the church! MARY WARREN: Oh! MARY WARREN, not understanding the direction of this:Itis, sir. And I thought I sawsomeone naked running through the trees! And the wind, Gods icy wind, will blow! Proctor, respected and even feared in Salem, has come to regard himself as a kind of fraud. Parris raises his palms toward Proctor. DANFORTH, glancing down a long list:How many names are here? PARRIS: It cannot be forgot, sir, that when I summoned the congregation for John Proctors excommunication there were hardly thirty people come to hear it. Abigail, on the other hand, struggles to claim greater agency outside of traditional means. TITUBA: Well, they was always talking; they was always runnin round and carryin on. DANFORTH: Then you tell me that you sat in my court, callously lying, when you knew that people would hang by your evidence? ELA Unit 7 10th Grade This unit has been archived. Thats him, Sarah! It becomes abundantly clear that people see only what they want to see (i.e. You are certainly aware of our procedure here, Mr. Hale. PROCTOR, pushing his arm away:Youll leave her out of sight and out of mind, Mister. DANFORTH: Ah? For the marvelous and supernatural murder of Goody Putnams babies. What am I to do, Mr. Hale? DANFORTH: Come here, woman. I hope you will be one of those. The emotion flowing between them prevents anyone from speaking for an instant. Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! I have no business in Salem. On his appearance, silence falls. MARY WARREN: I am bound by law, I cannot tell it. HALE, turns from Francis, deeply troubled, then:Believe me, Mr. Nurse, if Rebecca Nurse be tainted, then nothings left to stop the whole green world from burning. She dissolves into sobs. ABIGAIL: I want to open myself! I only say my commandments; I hope I may say my commandments, says she! not knowing what to say, sensing a situation, wetting her lips to stall for time: Were she slovenly? He says theres a party. I see light in the sky, Mister; let you counsel with your wife, and may God help you turn your back on Hell. Infographic PLUS Abigail Williams Of the major characters, Abigail is the least complex. Abigail says that she's seen some stuff (i.e. PROCTOR: Beguile me not! ELIZABETH: Spoke or silent, a promise is surely made. HERRICK: Id not refuse it, Tituba; its the proper morning to fly into Hell. HALE: And you love these little children? I think, sometimes, the man has a mad look these days. ELIZABETH: Mumbled! What lumber is that youre draggin, if I may ask you? They say he give them but two words. ABIGAIL: She hates me, uncle, she must, for I would not be her slave. In high school, she earned a 2400 on the SAT, 5's on all seven of her AP tests, and was named a National Merit Scholar. To Hale:She comes to me while I sleep; shes always making me dream corruptions! ABIGAIL, looking about in the air, clasping her arms about her as though cold:II know not. I danced for the Devil; I saw him; I wrote in his book; I go back to Jesus; I kiss His hand. Did you not tell me Mary Warren were sick in bed? Hale is impressed. And next day, when she does not return, I send to Mr. Lewis to inquire. DANFORTH: You will remain where you are! The two girls decide their official story will be that they were just dancing, and there was no magic involved. Hold to it, now; there is your rock. Answer Mr. Hale! There is danger for me. When they cannot bear to hear the name of, PARRIS, trembling:Rebecca, Rebecca, go to her, were lost. Our opposites are always robed in sexual sin, and it is from this unconscious conviction that demonology gains both its attractive sensuality and its capacity to infuriate and frighten. PROCTOR: Mr. Danforth, what profit this girl to turn herself about? In the sight of the congregation she were twice this year put out of this meetin house for laughter during prayer. How does this help establish the tone/atmosphere of the story? 44) after she renounces her presumed allegiance to the Devil and accepts her role as a pawn to be used by those with greater power. It is a marvelous sign, Mr. Parris! You sent a child to conjure up the dead? Why, no, sir, I am entirely myself, I think. Believe me, sir, you never saw more hearty babies born. He goes directly to the bed. This quote tells us that Abigail has experienced severe emotional trauma in the past that almost certainly affects her current mental state. HALE: I know nothin of it. Will you contend with him? as though a secret arrow had pained his heart: You see, sir, between the two of us we do know them all. Rebecca suggests that they should rely on the doctor and avoiding bringing Reverend Hale into the situation because it will cause unnecessary conflict. PARRIS: Judge Hathorneit were another sort that hanged till now. We are what we always were in Salem, but now the little crazy children are jangling the keys of the kingdom, and common vengeance writes the law! Off with them! I will not black my face for any of them! PROCTOR: There be no love for Satan in this house, Mister. PUTNAM: You are not undone! Extreme conclusions like Ann's "a witch murdered my babies with black magic" are accepted because. I have some few queer questions of my own to ask this fellow. I have the best, sirI am thirty-three time in court in my life. We cannot read His will! HALE, continuing to Elizabeth:Let you not mistake your duty as I mistook my own. CHEEVER, pointing at Elizabeth:Youve heard that, sir! PUTNAM: No witchcraft! DANFORTH: Will you plead for his confession or will you not? And this girl. Reverend Parris is kneeling in front of his daughter's bed, Betty, where she lies still. To Parris:Did you call a meeting before you? I dare not step outside at night! This will not pass! So will you hand me any poppets that your wife may keep here? It need not be a woman, mind you, or a man. 22). PROCTOR: If sheis innocent! But I thought to summon you, sir, that we might think on whether it be not wise, to, I had thought to put a question, sir, and I hope you will not, PARRIS: This be the third night. PROCTOR: Mr. Parris, you are the first minister ever did demand the deed to this house. DANFORTH, his eyes narrowing:Now, sir, what is your purpose in so doing? PROCTOR: Ill pay you, Herrick, I will surely pay you! Answer Mr. Hale! I never knew anything before. Cheever stands and follows, Hathorne behind. That my daughter and my niece I discovered dancing like heathen in the forest? Theyre thirsting for your word, Mister! She does, never letting him out of her sight. Now his reputation may be ruined, which means hell be back to square one and have to rebuild the control he has worked so hard to acquire. PROCTOR, his smile widening:Ah, youre wicked yet, arent y! Mr. Parris, go into the court and bring Goodwife Proctor out. HALE, pleading:Nurse, though our hearts break, we cannot flinch; these are new times, sir. Releasing him. Parris and Hale also talk over her attempts to explain herself. How do you go to Salem when I forbid it? And I My husband is a good and righteous man. If for no other reasons, a state so powerful, so jealous of the uniformity of its citizens, cannot long tolerate the atomization of the family. And I heard a screeching and gibberish coming from her mouth. PROCTOR: Herrick! DANFORTH, cutting him off:Marshal, go into the court and bid Judge Stoughton and Judge Sewall declare recess for one hour. TITUBA, suddenly bursting out:Oh, how many times he bid me kill you, Mr. Parris! This is Mr. Coreys deposition. He mumbles, then seems about to weep; then he weeps, then prays again; but his daughter does not stir on the bed. If . Herrick, dont chain her! Now it seems you afflict others; where did you find this power? Parris' slave from Barbados, enters the room. Her strangeness throws him off, and her evident pallor and weakness. Proctor, his chest heaving, stares, turns to Elizabeth. DANFORTH: Now, woman, you surely see it profit nothin to keep this conspiracy any further. He was a crank and a nuisance, but withal a deeply innocent and brave man. HATHORNE: Do you leave him alone with the prisoners? And his belief is not to his discredit. And let them go to the tavern, if they will. I always hear her laughing in my sleep. Lilacs have a purple smell. DANFORTH: Child, I would have you consider it, ABIGAIL: I have been hurt, Mr. Danforth; I have seen my blood runnin out! For them that quail to bring men out of ignorance, as I have quailed, and as you quail now when you know in all your black hearts that this be fraudGod damns our kind especially, and we will burn, we will burn together! His painfully acquired armory of symptoms, catchwords, and diagnostic procedures are now to be put to use at last. Proctor, seeing Mary Warren, draws her by the arm to Hale. With a hysterical cry Mary Warren starts to run. PARRIS, pointing at Betty:You call this sport? DANFORTH: You will prove this! DANFORTH: Then you tell me that you sat in my court, callously lying, when you knew that people would hang by your evidence? She stands. In the countries of the Communist ideology, all resistance of any import is linked to the totally malign capitalist succubi, and in America any man who is not reactionary in his views is open to the charge of alliance with the Red hell. PROCTOR: Hang! PROCTOR: Mary, tell the Governor what they He has hardly got a word out, when, seeing him coming for her, she rushes out of his reach, screaming in horror. He was never, to my knowledge, officially scoffed at for this, the reason being that the university officials, like most of us, are the children of a history which still sucks at the Devils teats. What, are we Quakers? Shall the worms declare his truth? HERRICK, grabbing Tituba:Come along, come along. Tell the children I have gone to visit someone sick. 22). A political policy is equated with moral right, and opposition to it with diabolical malevolence. Ask Abby, Abby sat beside me when I made it. The Crucible: Act One. Pause. You have discovered witchcraft, PARRIS: In my house? I never knew what pretense Salem was, I never knew what lying lessons I was taught by all these Christian women and their covenanted men! PROCTOR, scoffing, but without conviction:Ah, theyd never hang. PROCTOR, a tripe unsteadily:Iam sure I do, sir. PARRIS: It is not for you to say what is good for you to hear! I never thought you but a good man, John. It's more of a review to read after you've already gone through the play yourself. Proctor simply looks at her, unable to grasp it. And Mr. Parris with him. Now, by Gods grace, the shining sun is up, and them that fear not light will surely praise it. God forbid. This is part 1 of Act 1. PROCTOR: I have confessed myself! ReverendParris, the Putnams, and Mercy Lewis all rush in to check on her. DANFORTH, thinks, glances at Mary, then back to Abigail:Children, a very augur bit will now be turned into your souls until your honesty is proved. Parris, at the bed, keeps lightly slapping Bettys face, while she moans and tries to get up. The Crucible, Act 1. I think so. Be you deaf? My honesty is broke, Elizabeth; I am no good man. And mark this. He walks in thought, deeply worried. ABIGAIL: She heard you singin and suddenly shes up and screamin. Excellency, hear me. She rushes to him. PROCTOR, angered:How may such a woman murder children? Now you tell him Sarah Good is goin too! PROCTOR, with difficulty:II have no witness and cannot prove it, except my word be taken. ABIGAIL: We did dance, uncle, and when you leaped out of the bush so suddenly, Betty was frightened and then she fainted. Its you folksyou riles him up round here; it be too cold round here for that Old Boy. PARRIS: Was it man or woman came with him? Proctor glances at Giles. To Elizabeth:Fetch Mary here. 3. It is a providence, and no great change; we are only what we always were, but naked now. PARRIS: Thirty-one pound is gone. In the center a rather long meeting table, with stools and a considerable armchair snugged up to it. PROCTOR: I hear nothin, where I am kept. Let you look to your own improvement before you go to judge your husband any more. pointing at the confession in Proctors hand: Is that document a lie? Are you stone? He is nearly drunk, and heavy-footed. FRANCIS, struck by Hales mood:I never heard no murder done in Salem. PROCTOR: Mary, tell the Governor what they. In Act One, the exposition informs us of supernatural occurrences that are effecting the community, as well as the steps that are being taken to decipher the causes. He goes angrily to the door and turns to Corey with a smile. We must tell the truth, Abby! MARY WARREN, with a stamp of her foot:Ill not be ordered to bed no more, Mr. Proctor! And you may tell that to your followers! He speaks quietly, trying to keep his wits. The girls, sir, the girls are frauds. through his teeth, his face turned from Rebecca: DANFORTH: Mr. Proctor. Its death, yknow, its death drivin into them, forked and hoofed. ACT ONE (AN OVERTURE) A small upper bedroom in the home of Reverend Samuel Parris, Salem, Massachusetts, in the spring of the year 1692. Do you mean to deny this confession when you are free? Why did you dismiss Abigail Williams? ABIGAIL: Give me a word, John. Then, to Proctor and Giles Corey: I never spoke on witches one way or the other. At this point in the conversation, a tormented middle-aged woman named Ann Putnam enters the room along with her husband, Thomas Putnam. II would have you speak civilly to me, from this out. PUTNAMat the moment he is intent upon getting Parris, for whom he has only contempt, to move toward the abyss:Mr. Parris, I have taken your part in all contention here, and I would continue; but I cannot if you hold back in this. In a crisis of indecision she cannot speak,Answer my question! Pause. You have heard rebellion spoken in the town? PROCTOR: The road past my house is a pilgrimage to Salem all morning. I do wonder on it, when such a steady-minded minister as you will suspicion such a woman that never lied, and cannot, and the world knows she cannot! And so this afternoon, and now tonight, I go from house to houseI come now from Rebecca Nurses house and. I think you mistake your duty here. Betty! PROCTOR, to Putnam:You cannot command Mr. Parris. Let you rest upon the justice of the court; the court will send her home, I know it. But as we shall see, the steady manner he displays does not spring from an untroubled soul. Now let neither of you turn to face Goody Proctor. PROCTOR: Ill official you! ELIZABETH, now pouring out her heart:Better you should know me! Reverend Hale has returned to bring Rebecca Nurse to God. Why, no, sir, I am entirely myself, I think. The court bid me search your house, but I like not to search a house. Quail not before Gods judgment in this, for it may well be God damns a liar less than he that throws his life away for pride. So will you hand me any poppets that your wife may keep here? I should summon her. Parris prays with him. This quote shows the gravity with which Parris views his position in the town and the degree of authority he thinks should accompany it. The Crucible. PROCTOR, his mind wild, breathless:I sayI sayGod is dead! As the curtain rises, the room is empty, but for sunlight pouring through two high windows in the back wall. Act 1 - 4 study. Check out our holistic summary article to review what happens from start to finish. SARAH GOOD, rising in her rags:Oh, Majesty! PROCTOR: Aye. PARRIS, hysterically, as though the tearing paper were his life:Proctor, Proctor! now an almost imperceptible hardness in his voice: I judge you not, sir. I knew not what I did. In Act 1 it becomes clear how mass hysteria can evolve out of desires for self-preservation. Abigail slowly rises. Man, we must look to cause proportionate. The Crucible: Act 1 Summary & Analysis Next Act 2 Themes and Colors Key Summary Analysis Betty Parris has fallen into a strange coma. Could I have a sip of cider for me goin away? And yet, when people accused of witchery confronted you in court, you would faint, saying their spirits came out of their bodies and choked you. grasping her by the throat as though he would strangle her: Make your peace with it! PROCTOR: You came to save my soul, did you not? DANFORTH, pointing at the confession in Proctors hand:Is that document a lie? PROCTOR: In your bounds! We were dancin in the woods last night, and my uncle leaped in on us. Now I am undone. They turn to her, startled. HALE, not altogether giving way:Ihavethere is a softness in your record, sir, a softness. Why do you never wonder if Parris be innocent, or Abigail? Goody Nurse, will you go to my Ruth and see if you can wake her? Iknowyou. and Martha Corey, there cannot be a woman closer yet to God than Martha. The common room of Proctors house, eight days later. She shows nothing. If Jacobs hangs for a witch he forfeit up his propertythats law! Reverend Hale The minister of Salem, Betty 's father, and Abigail 's uncle. God help me, I cannot judge her guilty or innocentI know not. They try to wake her up as they get their story straight. GILES: Ive not said a word. Now, children, this is a court of law. You loved me, John Proctor, and whatever sin it is, you love me yet! Do you deny it? Danforth is a grave man in his sixties, of some humor and sophistication that does not, however, interfere with an exact loyalty to his position and his cause. I surely do not, sir. Flashcards PLUS Infographic PLUS Further Study Arthur Miller and The Crucible Background Early in the year 1692, in the small Massachusetts village of Salem, a collection of girls fell ill, falling victim to hallucinations and seizures. And in my ignorance I find it hard to draw a clear opinion of them that come accused before the court. ELIZABETH: Your Honor, Iin that time I were sick. DANFORTH: Courage, man, couragelet her witness your good example that she may come to God herself. HATHORNE: I met him yesterday coming out of his house, and I bid him good morningand he wept and went his way. GILES: She has been strivin with her soul all week, Your Honor; she comes now to tell the truth of this to you. The play is set in Salem, Massachusetts in the spring of 1692, and the first act begins in a small upper bedroom of the home of Reverend Samuel Parris, who kneels in prayer at the bed of his daughter, Betty. Rebecca have not given me a word this three month since she came. Shall the dust praise him? ELIZABETH, with sarcasm, and a sense of being lost:Oh, indeed, indeed! It is no secret. A secret child she has become this year, and shrivels like a sucking mouth were pullin on her life too. We vote by name in this society, not by acreage. ELIZABETH, with great fear:I will fear nothing. We are going to help you tear yourself free. They try to wake her up as they get their story straight. He freeze his soul in Massachusetts, buit in Barbados he just as sweet and A bellowing cow is heard, and Tituba leaps up and calls to the window: Aye, sir! With whip raised he reaches out for her, and she streaks away and yells. My name is good in the village! GILES: Its a pity, Ezekiel, that an honest tailor might have gone to Heaven must burn in Hell. ELIZABETH, supporting herself against collapse, grips the bars of the window, and with a cry:He have his goodness now. MERCY: Its weirdish, I know notshe seems to walk like a dead one since last night. HERRICK: Aye, sir. Pause. Now we shall touch the bottom of this swamp. Slight pause. DANFORTH, containing his anger:Fetch Mr. Parris. Twelve are already executed; the names of these seven are given out, and the village expects to see them die this morning. Oh, good morning, Mr. Putnam. As rumors of witchcraft spread, this fear-driven philosophy will be universally adopted, leading to more and more accusations and an environment of paranoia. GILES: That bloody mongrel Walcott charge her. PARRIS: Excellency, it profit nothing you should blame me. Mrs. PUTNAM: I knew it! PARRIS: You will confess yourself or I will take you out and whip you to your death, Tituba! MERCY LEWIS, both afraid of him and strangely titillated:Id best be off. Mrs. PUTNAM: This is no silly season, Rebecca. Lets get your lumber home, John. both afraid of him and strangely titillated: Id best be off. PROCTOR: I surely did come when I could, and when I could not I prayed in this house. This is a beloved errand for him; on being called here to ascertain witchcraft he felt the pride of the specialist whose unique knowledge has at last been publicly called for. PARRIS: Theyve come to overthrow the court, sir! DANFORTH: Might it be that here we have no afflicting spirit loose, but in the court there were some? My contract provides I be supplied with all my firewood. You people seem not to comprehend that a minister is the Lords man in the parish; a minister is not to be so lightly crossed and contradicted. I will not deal in lies, Mister! What are you doing to her? PARRIS: Thirty-one pound is gone. Reputation is hugely important to these characters because its inextricably linked to respect and power in a highly interdependent community. Mrs. PUTNAM: Why, thats strange. I would have your forgiveness, Elizabeth. She catches a weakening in herself and downs it. Are you not? Then:Thou shalt honor thy father and mother. PROCTOR: Its winter in here yet. ELIZABETH: Why, shes weepin! Betty! You must tell them it is a fraud. Danforth turns to him, interested. I have three children, sir, and until last year my land give little. CHEEVER, ineptly reaching toward Elizabeth:No, no, I am forbid to leave her from my sight. Dont come down. Mary Warren confesses it was her poppet. ABIGAIL: Why, thisthisis a base question, sir. Thats strange. Or is it now that you lie? So theres nothing to. There is too much evidence now to deny it. Without warning or hesitation, Proctor leaps at Abigail and, grabbing her by the hair, pulls her to her feet. THE CRUCIBLE PACKET NAME: PERIOD: THE CRUCIBLE ACTIVITY PACKET OVERVIEW. Now let me instruct you. Here are all your familiar spiritsyour incubi and succubi; your witches that go by land, by air, and by sea; your wizards of the night and of the day. Why do you not go down and, PARRIS: Nono. Use evidence from the text to explain how his role may affect the community's opinion of him? Angrily against himself, he turns away from the Governor for a moment. What a grand peeping courage you have! His breast heaving, his eyes staring, Proctor tears the paper and crumples it, and he is weeping in fury, but erect. PARRIS: Tonight, when I open my door to leave my housea dagger clattered to the ground. Why, this, this. Your soul alone is the issue here, Mister, and you will prove its whiteness or you cannot live in a Christian country. - Abigail tells Parris about the rumours of witchcraft. I feel a sudden will to work coming on. Pause, for the first time he turns directly to her. Devil, him be a pleasureman in Barbados, him be singin and dancin in Barbados.
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