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Amal Fakir Amal Oh Amal Say Amal Uncle Amal Yes Auntie birds Boy Yes brothers Chakradhan Champa cross Curdseller Dairyman Dear day long dear child ding dong ding doctor says doctor won't let door to door EVELYN UNDERHILL Exit feel flowers Gaffer Dear Gaffer enters Gaffer Yes Girl Gitanjali gong sounds gram-flour Introduction by EVELYN jolly King comes KING'S HERALD King's letter King's postman King's postmen lentils let me go look love to hear MACMILLAN Madhav enters Madhav Of course Madhav Oh Madhav Suppose Madhav What's mind morning noise has ceased PALL MALL Panch-mura hills Parrots Physician postman puffed rice quiet RABINDRANATH TAGORE red saree road SADHANA sell curds sepoy Shamli shut sister Parul sleep stream Sudha sugarcane Suppose I march Tagore's tell there's a letter to-day W. B. YEATS walk watch Watchman Suppose Watchman The King Watchman Yes window
Page 86 - I've made up my mind about it. Madhav What is it, my child ? Amal I shall ask him to make me one of his postmen that I may wander far and wide, delivering his message from door to door. Madhav (slapping his forehead) Alas, is that all ? Amal What '11 be our offerings to the King, Uncle, when he comes ? Herald He has commanded puffed rice.
Page 70 - Make me your postman, that I may go about, lantern in hand, delivering your letters from door to door. Don't let me stay at home all day!" GAFFER: What is there to be sad for, my child, even were you to stay at home? AMAL: It isn't sad. When they shut me in here first I felt the day was so long. Since the King's Post Office was put there I like more and more being indoors, and as I think I shall get a letter one day, I feel quite happy and then I don't mind being quiet and alone. I wonder if I shall...
Page 82 - They've smashed the door. (The KING'S HERALD enters.) HERALD. Our Sovereign King comes tonight! HEADMAN. My God! AMAL. At what hour of the night, Herald? HERALD. On the second watch. AMAL. When from the city gates my friend the watchman will strike his gong, "ding dong ding, ding dong ding
Page 80 - sh, his trumpet ! Can't you hear ? Headman Ha ! ha ! ha ! I fear he won't until he's a bit more off his head. Amal Mr. Headman, I thought you were cross with me and didn't love me. I never could have believed you would fetch me the King's letter.
Page 87 - Now be quiet, all of you. Sleep is coming over him. I'll sit by his pillow; he's dropping asleep. Blow out the oil-lamp. Only let the starlight stream in. Hush, he sleeps. MADHAV (addressing Gaffer): What are you standing there for like a statue, folding your palms?— I am nervous.— Say, are there good omens? Why are they darkening the room? How will starlight help? GAFFER: Silence, unbeliever!
Page 71 - I like it more and more being indoors, and as I think I shall get a letter one day, I feel quite happy and then I don't mind being quiet and alone. I wonder if I shall make out what'll be in the King's letter ? GAFFER. Even if you didn't wouldn't it be enough if it just bore your name ? [MADHAV enters] MADHAV. Have you any idea of the trouble you've got me into, between you two ? GAFFER. What's the matter ? MADHAV. I hear you've let it get rumored about that the King has planted his office here to...
Page 32 - AmaL Where, to what land? Watchman. That none knows. Amal. Then I suppose no one has ever been there! Oh, I do wish to fly with the time to that land of which no one knows anything. Watchman. All of us have to get there one day, my child. Amal. Have I too? Watchman. Yes, you too! Amal. But doctor won't let me out. Watchman. One day the doctor himself may take you there by the hand. AmaL He won't; you don't know him. He only keeps me in. Watchman. One greater than he comes and lets us free. Amal....
Page 84 - I'm dying to be about for ever so long. I'll ask the King to find me the polar star. — I must have seen it often, but I don't know exactly which it is.
Page v - When this little play was performed in London a year ago by the Irish players, some friends of mine discovered much detailed allegory, the Headman being one principle of social life, the Curdseller or Gaffer another, but the meaning is le£s intellectual, more emotional and simple.
Page 85 - ... through the room for the King's visit? (Indicating the HEADMAN) We can't have that person in here. AMAL. No, let him be, Doctor. He is a friend. It was he who brought me the King's letter. PHYSICIAN. Very well, my child. He may remain if he is a friend of yours. MADHAV (whispering into AMAL'S ear). My child, the King loves you. He is coming himself. Beg for a gift from him. You know our humble circumstances.