The Hour Glass by W. B. (William Butler) Yeats
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[FOOL bows his head. WISE MAN'S head sinks on his arm on the books. PUPILS enter.] A YOUNG MAN. Look at the Fool turned bell-ringer! ANOTHER. What have you called us in for, Teigue? What are you going to tell us? ANOTHER. No wonder he has had dreams! See, he is fast asleep now. [Goes over and touches the WISE MAN.] Oh, he is dead! FOOL. Do not stir! He asked for a sign that you might be saved. [All are silent for a moment.] Look what has come from his mouth. ... a little winged thing ... a little shining thing. It has gone to the door. [The ANGEL appears in the doorway, stretches out her hands and closes them again.] The Angel has taken it in her hands... she will open her hands in the Garden of Paradise. [They all kneel.] |
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