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Poor wandering one,
If such poor love as mine
Can help thee find
True peace of mind,
Why, take it — it is thine.
If such poor love as mine
Can help thee find
True peace of mind,
Why, take it — it is thine.
All. Take heart! no danger lowers ;
Take any heart— but ours!
Take any heart— but ours!
Mabel Take heart! fair days will shine.
Take any heart — take mine!
Take any heart — take mine!
(Mabel and Fred exit L.)
(Mabel and Fred go to mouth of cave L., and converse. Kate beckons her sisters, who form in a semicircle around her.)
Edith.
What ought we to do,
Gentle sister?, say?
Propriety, we know,
Says we ought to stay.
While sympathy exclaims,
"Free them from your tether;
Play at other games;
Leave them here together."
What ought we to do,
Gentle sister?, say?
Propriety, we know,
Says we ought to stay.
While sympathy exclaims,
"Free them from your tether;
Play at other games;
Leave them here together."
Kate.
Her case may any day
Be yours, my dear, or mine;
Let her make her hay
While the sun doth shine.
Let us compromise
(Our hearts are not of leather):
Let us shut our eyes
And talk about the weather.
Her case may any day
Be yours, my dear, or mine;
Let her make her hay
While the sun doth shine.
Let us compromise
(Our hearts are not of leather):
Let us shut our eyes
And talk about the weather.
(Edith, Kate, and girls retire up, and sit two and two facing each other, in a line across the stage.)
(Chattering Chorus, during which Fred and Mabel fondle)
How beautifully blue the sky!
The glass is rising very high.
Continue fine I hope it may,
And yet it rained but yesterday:
To-morrow it may pour again
(I hear the country wants some rain)
Yet people say, I know not why,
That we shall have a warm July.
The glass is rising very high.
Continue fine I hope it may,
And yet it rained but yesterday:
To-morrow it may pour again
(I hear the country wants some rain)
Yet people say, I know not why,
That we shall have a warm July.
