Poems of Progress by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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It is but begun. MAIDEN The heart but once can dream a dream so fair, And so henceforth love thoughts I do forswear; Since faith in love has crumbled to the dust, In fame alone, I put my hope and trust. [CUPID at the door beckons excitedly. Enter lover with outstretched arms.] CUPID Here's one who will explain yourself to you And make that old sweet dream of love come true. Fix up your foolish quarrel; time is brief - So waste no more of it in doubt or grief. [The lovers meet and embrace.] CUPID (in doorway) Warm lip to lip, and heart to beating heart, The cast is made--My Lady has her part. CURTAIN |
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