ET BRUIN
The enchanted flowers will kill us if you go.

MAURTEEN BRUIN
They turn the flowers to little twisted flames.

SHAWN BRUIN
The little twisted flames burn up the heart.

THE CHILD
I hear them crying, "Newly married bride,
Come to the woods and waters and pale lights."

MARIE BRUIN
I will go with you.

FATHER HART
She is lost, alas!

THE CHILD (_standing by the door_)
But clinging mortal hope must fall from you:
For we who ride the winds, run on the waves
And dance upon the mountains, are more light
Than dewdrops on the banners of the dawn.

MARIE BRUIN
Oh, take me with you.

(SHAWN BRUIN _goes over to her._)

SHAWN BRUIN
Beloved, do not leave me!
Remember when I met you by the well
And took your hand in mine and spoke of love.

MARIE BRUIN
Dear face! Dear voice!

THE CHILD
Come, newly married bride!

MARIE BRUIN
I always loved her world--and yet--and yet--

(_Sinks into his arms._)

THE CHILD (_from the door_)
White bird, white bird, come with me, little bird.

MARIE BRUIN
She calls to me!

THE CHILD
Come with me, little bird!

MARIE BRUIN
I can hear songs and dancing!

SHAWN BRUIN
Stay with me!

MARIE BRUIN
I think that I would stay--and yet--and yet--

THE CHILD
Come, little bird with crest of gold!

MARIE BRUIN (_very softly_)
And yet--

THE CHILD
Come, little bird with silver feet!

(MAIRE _dies, and the child goes._)

SHAWN BRUIN
She is dead!

BRIDGET BRUIN
Come from that image: body and soul are gone.
You have thrown your arms about a drift of leaves
Or bole of an ash tree changed into her image.