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act in plays ALFRED KREYMBORG and-she-sol-la-ci-do-ci-la audience beautiful as thou begins blue bowl brave breeze caresses clouds couch dance dear little word dishes to eat dream eat our meals everlasting eyes figure flower gently girl green He-And He-And I'll He-But He-Come He-Don't He-Even He-I know He-It He-Minikin He-My He-Sh He-The He-Then He-We He-Where He-Why He-Will you listen He-With He-Yes head holds Huckster husband iris isn't love Jack JACK'S HOUSE Jack's Wife kettle kidney beans kisses lima beans little lonesomer little sadder live oaks look Manikin never one-room home opal pantomime peacock pebbles Provincetown rain rainbow Scene shadows She-A She-Her She-I don't know She-I don't want She-I want She-I'm She-Love She-No She-Oh She-Say She-We She-What She-Which She-Yes sideboard silence stone string beans tell thought touch tree water move Willow Nods wind nod window is stained woman yellow shades
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Page 101 - HE. I refuse SHE. You refuse ? HE. Well SHE. Well? HE. You have ears outside your head— I'll say that for you— but they'll never hear— what your other ears hear! SHE. Say it— down one of the ears— outside my head ? HE. I refuse. SHE. You refuse ? HE. Leave me alone. SHE. Manikin ? HE. I can't say it! SHE. Manikin! [The clock goes on ticking for a moment. Its mellow chimes strike the hour.
Page 87 - The wallpaper is a conventionalized pattern. Only the shelf of the mantelpiece shows. At each end, seated on pedestals turned slightly away from one another, two aristocratic bisque figures, a boy in delicate cerise and a girl in cornflower blue. Their shadows join in a grotesque silhouette. In the center, an ancient clock whose tick acts as the metronome for the sound of their high voices. Presently, the mouths of the figures open and shut after the mode of ordinary conversation. SHE. Manikin !...
Page 91 - I'm in the right position I can note how she fondles you, Pets you like a parrot with her finger tip, Blows a pinch of dust from your eye With her softest breath, Holds you off at arm's length And fixes you with her spider look, Actually holds you against her cheek — Her rose-tinted cheek — Before she releases you ! If she didn't turn us apart so often, I wouldn't charge her with insinuation; But now I know she loves you — She's as jealous as I am — And poor dead me in her live...
Page 100 - ... ones ? HE. I can see you. SHE. Even though you are still, and calm, and smooth, and lovely outside — you aren't still and calm and smooth and lovely inside ? HE. Lovely, yes — but not still and calm and smooth ! SHE. Which way are you looking ? What do you see ? HE. I look at you. I see you. SHE. And if that fool of a servant — oh, Manikin — suppose she should break the future — our great, happy centuries ahead — by dropping me, throwing me down ? HE. I should take an immediate step...
Page 91 - SHE. I'm sufficiently feminine — and certainly old enough — I and my hundred and seventy years — "I can see, I can feel by her manner of touching me and her flicking me with her mop — the creature hates me. She'd like to drop me, that's what she would! HE. Minikin! SHE. Don't you venture defending her! Booby — you don't know live women ! When I'm in the right position I can note how she fondles you; pets you like a parrot with her finger tip; blows a pinch of dust from your eye with her...
Page 98 - But when the mood languishes, They have to say, If it be they are honest — I do not love you. Or they have to say, I love you, To somebody else. She — To somebody else? He — Now, you and I — We've said that to each other — We've had to say it For a hundred and seventy years — And we'll have to say it, always. She — Say always...
Page 92 - He : Minikin ? She : Manikin ? He : Will you listen to me ? She : No ! He : Will you listen to me ? She : No ! He : Will you listen to me ? She : Yes. He : I love you — She : No ! He : I've always loved you — She : No. He : You doubt that ? She : Yes ! He : You doubt that ? She : Yes. He : You doubt that ? She : No. You've always loved me — yes — but you don't love me now — no — not since that rose-face encountered your glance — no. He : Minikin...
Page 90 - I'm as positive as I am that I sit here with my knees in a knot — that that human creature — loves you. He — Loves me? She — And you her ! He — Minikin ! She — When she takes us down she holds you much longer. He — Minikin ! She — I'm sufficiently feminine — and certainly old enough — I and my hundred and seventy years — I can see, I can feel by her manner of touching me and her flicking me with her mop — the creature hates me — she'd like to drop me, that's what she would...
Page 100 - They would do what Manikin did. SHE. Say that again ! HE. They'd do what Manikin did. . . . SHE. Manikin ? HE. Minikin ? SHE. Shall I tell you something ? HE. Tell me something. SHE. Are you listening ? HE. With my inner ears. SHE. I wasn't jealous of that woman HE. You weren't jealous ? SHE. I wanted to hear you talk HE. You wanted to hear me talk ? SUE.
Page 89 - It's been hours, days, weeks — by the sound of that everlasting clock — and the coming of day and the going of day — since I saw you last! He — What's the use of the sun with its butterfly wings of light — what's the use of a sun made to see by — if I can't see you ! She — Manikin ! He — Minikin ? She — Say that again!