Little plays of StFrancis; a dramatic cycle from the life and legend of StFrancis of Assisi . in a gentle rapture gazes after She has forgiven me !Saw you that, Brothers ? Did you understand ?Know you not what she was ? Oh, look, look, look!61 LITTLE PLAYS OF ST. FRANCIS PAOLO. What meanst thou ? FRANCESCO. That—^was Sister Charity ! MNALDO. Come, let us go, and to his madness leave him !UBERTO. Farewell, Francesco! Heaven bringthy witsTo a better understanding !FRANCESCO. Aye ! . . Amen ! [Exeunt uberto, rinaldo, and Deal wisely with him, Lucio !Luc
Little plays of StFrancis; a dramatic cycle from the life and legend of StFrancis of Assisi . in a gentle rapture gazes after She has forgiven me !Saw you that, Brothers ? Did you understand ?Know you not what she was ? Oh, look, look, look!61 LITTLE PLAYS OF ST. FRANCIS PAOLO. What meanst thou ? FRANCESCO. That—^was Sister Charity ! MNALDO. Come, let us go, and to his madness leave him !UBERTO. Farewell, Francesco! Heaven bringthy witsTo a better understanding !FRANCESCO. Aye ! . . Amen ! [Exeunt uberto, rinaldo, and Deal wisely with him, Lucio !Lucio. He will do That for himself, Giovanni. Fare thee well! [Exit GIOVANNI. [lucio stands watching Francesco withoutspeaking. For a while Francesco standsquite still, lost to the world. Then verygently he begins Look, in what verity,When she begins,One kiss of Charity Covers my shall I say to her That was so kind ?This is my way to her— Pity the blind ! Put off disparity And all disguise : Sweet Sister Charity, Open mine eyes ! CURTAIN 62 THE BRIDE FEAST. Scene: A broad arched loggiaopening upon a garden. Toone side, on a low dais, isa table, set with fruit andflowers, at which the bridalparty is seated. Night hasfallen; candles are lighted;and across all but the centralarchway curtains have beendrawn. Attendants passin and out, removing theremains of the feast. AServant bears round a bowl of rose-water into which the guestsdip their hands; another follows with a napkin. The TwoLovers dip and dry hands together. Absorbed in each other theypay no heed to what goes on round them. BALD ONE. Our feast is over, but not our con-tentment ;Which, from such full assurance as here for more courses in the abundant Aye, surely ; if these young vows nowin the makingBear fruit after their kind ! LUCREZIA. May one but live to see it! BALDONE. That may we all, Lucrezia. UBERTO. Fruit should come quick ; and make you, Messer Baldone,
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