The Blue Bird: a Fairy Play in Six Acts by Maurice Maeterlinck
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WATER (_vainly trying to get into the tap_)
I can't get into the tap!... SUGAR (_hovering round his paper wrapper_) I've burst my packing-paper!... MILK (_lymphatically and bashfully_) Somebody's broken my little jug!... THE FAIRY Goodness me, what fools they are!... Fools and cowards too!... So you would rather go on living in your ugly boxes, in your traps and taps, than accompany the children in search of the bird?... ALL (_excepting the_ DOG _and_ LIGHT) Yes, yes! Now, at once!... My tap!... My pan!... My chimney!... My trap!... THE FAIRY (_to_ LIGHT, _who is dreamily gazing at the wreckage of her lamp_) And you, Light, what do you say? LIGHT I will go with the children.... THE DOG (_yelling with delight_) I too!... I too!... THE FAIRY That's right.... Besides, it's too late to go back; you have no choice now, you must all start with us.... But you, Fire, don't come near anybody; you, |
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