Short Plays for Young PeopleJames Plaisted Webber, Hanson Hart Webster Houghton Mifflin, 1925 - 231 psl. |
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... Lady Gregory 74 Plays With a Literary Background THE SHUTTING O ' THE DOOR THE WRAGGLE - TAGGLE GYPSIES PYRAMUS AND THISBE . MISS BURNEY AT COURT JOHN SILVER OFF DUTY Wallace G. Dickson 85 The Perse School 95 William Shakespeare 116 ...
... Lady Gregory 74 Plays With a Literary Background THE SHUTTING O ' THE DOOR THE WRAGGLE - TAGGLE GYPSIES PYRAMUS AND THISBE . MISS BURNEY AT COURT JOHN SILVER OFF DUTY Wallace G. Dickson 85 The Perse School 95 William Shakespeare 116 ...
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... on the chairs . Hi Tee rows the boat with imaginary oars . ] HI TEE . I am that poor but honest fisherman named , Hi Tee . This lady beside me is my wife , Li Mo. That [ pointing to the duck ] is our little duck THE STOLEN PRINCE 37.
... on the chairs . Hi Tee rows the boat with imaginary oars . ] HI TEE . I am that poor but honest fisherman named , Hi Tee . This lady beside me is my wife , Li Mo. That [ pointing to the duck ] is our little duck THE STOLEN PRINCE 37.
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... Lady . ] Our Lady , I pray , To Pierrot on his way Give guidance forever and ever : And grant some day he May come back to me To leave me , ah , never , no never ! } [ As Pierrette drops off to sleep , a faery music is heard , and Will ...
... Lady . ] Our Lady , I pray , To Pierrot on his way Give guidance forever and ever : And grant some day he May come back to me To leave me , ah , never , no never ! } [ As Pierrette drops off to sleep , a faery music is heard , and Will ...
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... lady ! PRINCESS . Oh ! tell them if they will let me go that my hus- band will give them anything they ask for ! JUGGLER . One and all they deserve the gallows ! PRINCESS . Do not make them more angry ! Good people , if you will believe ...
... lady ! PRINCESS . Oh ! tell them if they will let me go that my hus- band will give them anything they ask for ! JUGGLER . One and all they deserve the gallows ! PRINCESS . Do not make them more angry ! Good people , if you will believe ...
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... lady from the high- est places in the land ? Well ... since you must see ... ! Which of you can throw a ball into the air and catch it ? BET [ from the foreground where she is peering impertinently at the Princess ] . I could . JUGGLER ...
... lady from the high- est places in the land ? Well ... since you must see ... ! Which of you can throw a ball into the air and catch it ? BET [ from the foreground where she is peering impertinently at the Princess ] . I could . JUGGLER ...
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Alan-a-Dale ANTOINE BABETTE BARELLE BESSIE BETSY BOBBY bows Capet chair CHILD CHORUS comes CURTAIN dear Deborah Deborah Read door duck ELIZABETH Emperor Enter EUDO eyes FANNY FAT FRIAR father fire fool FRANKLIN FRIAR TUCK girl give Go to sleep goes GYPSY WOMAN hand head heard Home Sweet Home JACK-IN-THE-BOX Jeanne Marie JUGGLER KING RICHARD kiss LADY laugh Lee Mee Little John LONG FO looks LORD MARGARET MARIAN MARSH MASKED DOLL MILO Mother never night NURSE OSWALD palace PENROSE PETER PETERKIN Pierrette PIERROT poor Poor Richard's Almanac porridge PRINCESS Property Pyramus Quack RIGBY Robert ROBIN HOOD RUBBER DOG SAILOR DOLL SAINT DOROTHY SALLY Scarlet Schwellenberg SECOND THIEF sing sits SMOLLETT STAMBOUL stands TANCRED tell thee THEOPHILUS there's THIRD WOMAN Thisbe thou wall WIGGINS window WING LEE WOODEN SOLDIER
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