WHY JESUS WEPT
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ANGELA.
Would I had the kissing of her with vitriol !
SIR PERCY.
Your kisses are like young rain,
ANGELA,
The slobbery kisses of virginity.
He shall soon know these calculated, keen,
Intense, important kisses,—mine! Hell’s
worm !
MOLLY.
Yes, do not leave me. Let us away now !
No, I must tell them, fetch my—
SiR PERCY,
No!
Nothing is necessary unto love,
Not even light. In chaos love were well.
I love you, love you so, my love, my love.
No! No!
MOLLY,
HIow I love you! Oh, kiss me again !
Str PERCY.
Yet you were best to go. This bites like
Ilell’s worst agony.
ANGELA.
Amen !
MOLLY:
God be with you!
Sirk PERCY.
Till we meet again.
MOLLY.
At moonrise.
Sirk PERCY.
At your door.
ANGELA,
At moonset he shall crawl away from mine.
The dog! YThate him ! So much the more
SUTC
To have him, Damnthem! Are they cock
and hen
To make this cackling over their affairs?
Muck! Muck!
SIR PERCY.
I love you so, dear heart, dear love,
MOLLY.
Oh yes, I love you! Percy!
Sirk PERCY.
Molly! Molly!
MOLLY.
Dear boy, how I love you !
SiR PERCY.
And I you, sweetheart.
MOLLY.
Good-bye, then !
Str PERCY.
Good-bye! Good-bye! At moonrise,
MOLLY.
At my door.
ANGELA,
Setter write it down, and then you won't
forget.
Stk PERCY,
One kiss for good-bye.
MOLLY.
Good-bye.
[Slowly retires, looking over her
shoulder. They run back to meet
each other, and embrace anew for
some minutes. LHventually SiR
PERCY PERCIVALE ¢ears himself
away, MOLLY disappears, and Str
PERCY goes sorrowfully back to hits
boat, which he now maneuvyres to
the landing stage,