The Last West and Paolo's Virginia by G. B. Warren
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[Exit Virginia.] Kelpies-- Join with us, dance with us, prance with us Over the sea. Roam with us, flee with us, be with us Where we may be. Paolo, turning from looking after Virginia-- I'm in no mood to join your frolics now; Perhaps some other day you'll show me how You ride the combers on the ocean swell. I must be going now, Kelpies farewell. SCENE II. WINTER LANDSCAPE [Paolo wandering disconsolate on snowshoes--Frosties bobbing up and down behind bushes and snowdrifts.] Paolo-- What goblins, what strange forms are these I see? I thought the haunts of men and sprites to flee And far from every human habitation Find solace for my grief mid desolation. |
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