e for you!
[They weave a wall of colored crepe paper ribbons from the
centre front to the centre back of the stage, fastening the
ends to COLUMBINE'S chair in front and to PIERROT'S chair in
the back.]
CORYDON: Now there's a wall a man may see across,
But not attempt to scale.
THYRSIS: An excellent wall.
CORYDON: Come, let us separate, and sit alone
A little while, and lay a plot whereby
We may outdo each other.
[They seat themselves on opposite sides of the wall.]
PIERROT: [Off stage.] Ehe, Pierrette!
COLUMBINE: [Off stage.] My name is Columbine!
Leave me alone!
THYRSIS: [Coming up to the wall.]
Corydon, after all, and in spite of the fact
I started it myself, I do not like this
So very much. What is the sense of saying
I do not want you on my side the wall?
It is a silly game. I'd much prefer
Making the little song you spoke of making,
About the lamb, you know, that thought himself
A shepherd!--what do you say?
[Pause.]
CORYDON: [At wall.] (I have forgotten the line.)
COTHURNUS: [Prompting.] "How do I know this isn't a trick?"
CORYDON: Oh, yes. . . . How do I know this isn't a trick
To get upon my land?
THYRSIS: Oh, Corydon,
You _know_ it's not a trick. I do not like
The game, that's all. Come over here, or let me
Come over there.
CORYDON: It is a clever trick
To get upon my land. [Seats himself as before.]
THYRSIS: Oh, very well! [Seats himself as before.]
[To himself.] I think I never knew a sillier game.
CORYDON: [Coming to wall.]
Oh, Thyrsis, just a minute!--all the water
Is on your side the wall, and the sheep are thirsty.
I hadn't thought of that.
THYRSIS: Oh, hadn't you?
CORYDON: Why, what do you mean?
THYRSIS: What do I mean?--I mean
That I can play a game as well as you can.
And if the pool is on my side, it's on
My side, that's all.
CORYDON: You mean you'd let the sheep
Go thirsty?
THYRSIS: Well, they're not my sheep. My sheep
Have water enough.
CORYDON: _Your_ sheep! You are mad, to call them
Yours--mine--they are all one flock! Thyrsis, you can't mean
To keep the water from them, just because
They happened to be grazing over here
Instead of over there, when we set the wall up?
THYRSIS: Oh, can't I?--wait and see!--and if you try
To lead them over here, you'll wish you hadn't!
CORYDON: I wonder how it happens all the water
Is on your side. . . . I'll say you had an eye out
For lots of little things, my innocent friend,
Whe
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