Yankee Fantasies: Five One-act PlaysDuffield, 1912 - 169 Seiten |
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Abbey Theatre ain't ANDREW Andy ANTICK Billy blue boots bushes C'est quatre vieux Canuck Cap'n CAT-BOAT Cemetery Ridge Chuck coins du drap cross lots Culp's Hill d'amour DEACON dear dialect dramatist ELIJAH ELLEN embankment eyes face FANTASIES father FIGURE flute folks goat goin guess hair hammer hand J. M. Barrie j'aimerai qui m'aim j'aimerai qui m'aimera jine JOEL John Brown's Body JOHN JONAS JOHN JULIE Jonas Boutwell Julie Bonheur Kennebunkport kiss l'assemblé Laughing legs LETTY ABEL Link Tadbourne Litty looks Lord m'aim Oui j'aimerai marchin married mebbe meetin mort et enterra Myrtle NEREIDA NEREIDA'S VOICE NICO one-act form one-act plays Ouich'ka pauses PERCY MACKAYE POLLY quatre vieux sauvages Quich❜ka round sac à tabac shavings singing SKIPPER smile stands stares stick tenaga Tenaouich thar Theatre theatrical producer timothy-grass trough What's WHITE woodchuck Yankee
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Seite 6 - Jesus' blood; Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 644 8s, 7s & 4s. T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, •*-* Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; O refresh us, : Travelling through this wilderness.
Seite xviii - ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all.
Seite 136 - ANDREW (with increasing curiosity, seeks to peer in the Figure's face). But the one up higher — - who is he ? THE FIGURE (turning his head away). Would ye sarve him, think, if ye heerd his voice ? ANDREW (ardently, drawing closer). And saw his face! [Drawing his cowl lower and taking Andrew's arm, the Figure leads him up on the embankment, where they stand together. THE FIGURE. Hark a-yonder ! ANDREW (listening). Is it thunder? THE FIGURE. Have ye forgot ? ANDREW. The voice ! I remember now : —...
Seite 22 - Hancock — he's our general — he's got to hold the Ridge, till reinforcements from Taneytown. But lose the Wheatfield, lose the Ridge, and lose the Ridge — lose God-and-all! — Lee, the old fox, he'd nab up Washington, Abe Lincoln, and the White House in one bite! — So the Union, Polly — me and you...
Seite 133 - Our fathers, my boy, was jest as fond o' poetry as you be. They talked about the beautiful face o' Liberty same 's you ; but when the hom'-made eyes and cheeks of their sweethearts and young uns took to cryin ', they desarted their beautiful goddess and skun out horn'. ANDREW. But there were some — THE FIGURE. Thar was some as didn't — yes ; and thar 's some as don't to-day. Those be the folks on my pay-roll. Why, look a-here : I calc'late I wouldn't fetch much on the beauty counter. My talk...
Seite 120 - ... Sis! ELLEN [Absently.] Ah, Joel: that you? [Eagerly, following Andrew to the knapsack.] But my dear — ANDREW Just these few things, and we 're off. ELLEN [Agitated.] Wait ; wait ! You don't know yet why I've come — instead of writing. ANDREW I can guess. ELLEN But you can't : that 's — what 's so hard. I have to tell you something, and then — [Slowly.] I must know from your own eyes, from yourself, that you wish to do this, Andrew : that you think it is right. ANDREW [Gently.] I guessed...
Seite 17 - ... Agin! POLLY. They're marchin' to the graves with flowers. LINK. My Godfrey ! 't ain't so much thinkin' o' flowers and the young folks, their faces, and the blue line of old fellers marchin
Seite 130 - s what I want to make sure of — first. THE FIGURE. Oh ! So ye 're hesitatin' ! ANDREW. Yes ; but I want you to help me decide. Pardon me, Sir ; you 're a stranger ; yet somehow I feel I may ask your help. You 've come just in time. THE FIGURE. Queer I should a-dropped round jest now, wa'n't it ? S'posin
Seite 117 - ll be breaking — what sacred pledge. JOEL What you mean? ANDREW No matter, no matter : this is gush. [He returns to the fire and begins to fumble over the contents of his knapsack. Joel watches him idly.] JOEL One of her curls? ANDREW [Looking at a lock of hair, in the firelight.] No ; the baby's, little Andy's. Some day they...
Seite 113 - On the right, the didl glow of a smouldering wood-fire ruddies the earthen embankment, the low-stretched outline of which forms, with darkness, the scenic background. Near the centre, left, against the dark, a flag with stars floats from its standard. Beside the fire, ANDREW, reclined, gazes at a small frame in his hand; near him is a knapsack, with contents emptied beside it. On the embankment, JOEL, with a gun, paces back and forth, a blanket thrown about his shoulders. JOEL (with a singing calf)...