Prunella or Love in a Dutch Garden Laurence Housman

ISBN: 9781406747317

Published: March 1st 2007

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Prunella or Love in a Dutch Garden  by  Laurence Housman

Prunella or Love in a Dutch Garden by Laurence Housman
March 1st 2007 | Paperback | PDF, EPUB, FB2, DjVu, AUDIO, mp3, RTF | 96 pages | ISBN: 9781406747317 | 10.52 Mb

PRUNELLA OR LOVE IN A DUTCH GARDEN, BY LAURENCE HOUSMAN AND GRANVILLE BARKER BOSTON LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY 1916 Prunella. Its the key of the garden gate. Pierrot. Is it really FRONTISPIECE. See page 26. DRAMATIS PERSONS PIERROT. SCARAMEL, hisMorePRUNELLA OR LOVE IN A DUTCH GARDEN, BY LAURENCE HOUSMAN AND GRANVILLE BARKER BOSTON LITTLE, BROWN, AND COMPANY 1916 Prunella. Its the key of the garden gate. Pierrot. Is it really FRONTISPIECE. See page 26. DRAMATIS PERSONS PIERROT. SCARAMEL, his Servant. HAWK, KENNEL, CALLOW, MOUTH, DOLL, ROMP, TAWDRY, COQUETTE, TENOR, a hired Singer Mummers.

PRUNELLA. PRIM, her Aunts. their Servants. PRUDE, PRIVACY, QUEER, QUAINT, 1ST, 2ND, AND 3RD GARDENER. BOY. LOVE, a Statue. PRUNELLA ACT I SCENE. A garden enclosed by high hedges cut square. To the right a statue of LOVE, with viol and bow, stands over a fountain. To the left is a house with prim windows, the centre one projecting over a porch in which hangs a caged canary. The three gardeners are discovered at work, trimming the hedges and nailing up creepers.

Behind the further hedge the BOYS voice is heard. BOY. O you naughty, naughty birds, now will you Come into my garden, and Ill kill you IST GAR. Well, what dyou say the weathers going to be 2ND GAR. Weather aint up to much, it seems to me 3RD GAR. Its up to mischief, though Making thinks grow A deal too fast. These hedges since we cut em last PRUNELLA ACT i Dont seem As if they knowd as a straight line could mean Anything 1 No theyre all elbows and knees, Perking emselves about just as they please Oneasy thing be trees I BOY.

you naughty little pests, now fly, please Dont come making nests in my trees IST GAR. Well, whats to be done now 2ND GAR. I thought as how While we was on it, gettin 3 things to shape J T might be a good plan just to give a scrape To this old fountain. 3RD GAR. Ah you thought that Well, Then dont you do it 2ND GAR. Oh why not 3RD GAR. I tell You dont you do it t s notto be touched, so there 2ND GAR. Well, it can rot then 3RD GAR. You havent been here So long as I have if you had youd know.

2ND GAR. Oh, indeed, oh BOY throws cap. Now then now then BOY. Please, Mister Gardener, I Was only throwing it at a butterfly 3RD GAR. Then just you leave the butterflies alone They mind their business and you mind your own Its scaring birds is what youve got to do ACT i PRUNELLA BOY. Theys scared enough now, Mister they seed you Come into the garden. 3RD GAR. Eh look ere, look ere You keep that sauce for your own chop 1 Dye hear Now come and pick this rag up Dont be slow Whats coming to the boy now I dont know. IST GAR. Its just his youth.

3RD GAR. His youth Hi Here a minute Closer . . . that pocket there . . . what you got in it BOY. Got What 3RD GAR. Why, this. This at IST GAR. Lord love yer, look at that BOY. A picked it up. 3RD GAR. Picked it up, did you Where BOY. Please, Mr. Gardener, down down at the fair, 3RD GAR. Oh, so its the fair youve been to, have you, then BOY. Yes, please, Mr. Gardener, I went but I I come back agen. 3RD GAR. Who was it told you to go BOY.

Please, Mister, I I went to see the mummers. IST GAR. Mummers My 3RD GAR. And you been brought up so respectable, And blonging here What did you go for PRUNELLA ACT i BOY. Well, You see they was going away to-day, some one told me And I just couldnt elp it I just ad to see If they was like like what Id thought theyd be.

An oh, they was, they was and more so There Was a lot of orses and ponies, all polished-shinin, just like my air Of a Sunday an acrobats, pink-in-the-skin, an clowns All tumbling about and ladies, oh what had gowns Too short for their legs and, my word, didntthey kick I And therewas a lot of fiddlers fiddling so quick You couldnt stop to breathe for listening and fairies with wings, And folk what had sugar-plum things Stuck all over them Oh, and they played The fool to the life IST GAR.

Did they now did they 3RD GAR. Well BOY. Made you feel you wished you was silly your self like as you was ever so. 3RD GAR. Well BOY. Then then I come away. 3RD GAR. Then, now you Points him back to his work. ACT i PRUNELLA. BOY. Yes, Mister Gardener. 3RD. Head Gardener. BOY. Bad Gardener. IST GAR. Oh, Fve seed life in my time too 3RD GAR. Yes...



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