The Blue Bird: a Fairy Play in Six Acts by Maurice Maeterlinck
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page 55 of 198 (27%)
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GAFFER TYL
Yes, you've done some damage in your time!... And here is the plum-tree in which you were so fond of climbing, when I wasn't looking.... It still has its fine red plums.... TYLTYL But they are finer than ever!... MYTYL And here is the old blackbird!... Does he still sing?... (_The blackbird wakes and begins to sing at the top of his voice_.) GRANNY TYL You see.... As soon as one thinks of him.... TYLTYL (_observing with amazement that the blackbird is quite blue_) But he's blue!... Why, that's the bird, the Blue Bird which I am to take back to the Fairy.... And you never told us that you had him here!... Oh, he's blue, blue, blue as a blue glass marble!... (_Entreatingly_) Grandad, granny, will you give him to me?... GAFFER TYL Yes, perhaps, perhaps.... What do you think, granny?... GRANNY TYL Certainly, certainly.... What use is he to us?... He does nothing but sleep.... We never hear him sing.... TYLTYL |
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