The Lamp and the Bell: A Drama in Five Acts

The Lamp and the Bell: A Drama in Five Acts

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by Edna St. Vincent Millay
     
 

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Subjects: Drama / General; Drama / American; Drama / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh; History / General; Literary Criticism / Drama;See more details below

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The book has no illustrations or index. Purchasers are entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge.
Subjects: Drama / General; Drama / American; Drama / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh; History / General; Literary Criticism / Drama;

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ISBN-13:
2940000881446
Publisher:
B&R Samizdat Express
Publication date:
03/01/2010
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Barnes & Noble
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NOOK Book
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0 MB

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From shining where it will ? Fidelio. Why, by your life, And a foul oath it is! why, by your life, I am a cloud, that is an easy riddle. Scene 2 A garden with a fountain, at Fiori. Beatrice and Bianca sitting side by side on a low step. Evening. Beatrice. How beautiful it is to sit like this, Snow-White, to think of much, and to say little. Bianca. Ay, it is beautiful. I shall remember All my life long these evenings that we spent Sitting just here, thinking together. (Pause) Rose- Red, It is four years to-day since first we met. Did you know that? Beatrice. Nay, is it? Bianca. Four years to-day. I liked you from the moment that I saw you, Beatrice! Beatrice. I you, Bianca. From the rery moment! I thought you were the prettiest little girl That I had ever seen. Bianca. I was afraid Of you, a little, at first, you were a Princess, You see. But you explained that being a Princess Was much the same as anything else. 'Twas nice, You said, when people were nice, and when they were not nice 'Twas hateful, just the same as everything else. And then I saw your dolls, and they had noses All scratched, and wigs all matted, just like mine, Which reassured me even more! I still, though, Think of you as a Princess; the way you do things Is much more wonderful than the way I do them! The way you speak to the servants, even the way You pick up something that you drop. BEATRICE. You gOOSe! 'Tis not because I'm a Princess you feel that way I've always thought the same thing about you! The way you draw your gloves on is to me More marvelous than the way the sun comes up! ( They both burst out laughing) Oh, lud, how droll we are! Bianca. Oh, I shall die Of laughing! Think you any one else, Rose-Red,Was ever half ...

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