Collected Works (Vol. III)

WHY JESUS WEPT Sir PERcY. Love you? Ah, Christ! I love you so! Say you love me, loveme! Sayso! Again! Again! Aloud! I must hear, or I shall die. MOLLY. I love you. Oh, you hurt me, you do indeed. Str PERcY. I love you, love you. Yes, you love me! Love! Christ! Yes, oh! I love you so, dear heart. MOLLY. Dear love, I love you. SIR PERCY. Ah, love, love, how I love you. This is the world! Love! Love! I love you so, my darling. Oh my white golden heart of glory ! MOLLY. I love you, love you so. Sir PERcy. Ah, God! I love yow! I shall faint with love. I love you so. [ANGELA, LADY BAIRD, 7s azscovcred behind the trees. She suffers the torments of hell, ANGELA (while the duet continues). Ah ! if there were a devil to buy souls, Or ifI had not sold mine! Quick bargain, God ! Hell catch the jade! cheeks ! Rot her snub nose! Poison devour her guts! Wither her fresh clean face with old grey scabs, And venomous ulcers gnaw the baby breasts ! Vermin upon her! Infamous drab! Gr! Gr! I would I had her home to torture her. I would dig out those amorous cyes with gimilets, Blister her fat red Break those young teeth and smash that gaby grin ! I am utterly wretched! hope left !— For see, they part ! Ah, there is aye Srrk PERCY. Ah, love, at moonrise ! MOLLY. At my door ! Sirk PERCY. Tf[ell belch Its monsters one by one to stop the way ! I would be there. ANGELA, Christ ! he shall not be there! MOLLY. Farewell ! Sir PERCY. O fairest, fare thee well ! MOLLY. Farewell ! [ANGELA draws nearer, yel remains concvaled, Sirk PERCY. O but the moon is laggard ! MOLLY. IIard it is! Sirk PERCY. Time matters not. Iam so drunk with love, MOLLY. One kiss, one kiss ! Sirk PERCY. A million! Ay, slack moon, Dull moon, haste, haste ! MOoO.L.Ly Kiss me again, again |