[Scene: A stage] [The curtain rises on a stage set for a Harlequinade, a merry black and white interior. Directly behind the footlights, and running parallel with them, is a long table, covered with a gay black and white cloth, on which is spread a banquet. At the opposite ends of this table, seated on delicate thin-legged chairs with high backs, are Pierrot and Columbine, dressed according to the tradition, excepting that Pierrot is in lilac, and Columbine in pink. They are dining.] COLUMBINE: Pierrot, a macaroon! I cannot ...
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[Scene: A stage] [The curtain rises on a stage set for a Harlequinade, a merry black and white interior. Directly behind the footlights, and running parallel with them, is a long table, covered with a gay black and white cloth, on which is spread a banquet. At the opposite ends of this table, seated on delicate thin-legged chairs with high backs, are Pierrot and Columbine, dressed according to the tradition, excepting that Pierrot is in lilac, and Columbine in pink. They are dining.] COLUMBINE: Pierrot, a macaroon! I cannot live without a macaroon! PIERROT: My only love, You are so intense! . . . Is it Tuesday, Columbine?- I'll kiss you if it's Tuesday. COLUMBINE: It is Wednesday, If you must know . . . . Is this my artichoke, Or yours? PIERROT: Ah, Columbine, -as if it mattered! Wednesday . . . . Will it be Tuesday, then, to-morrow, By any chance? COLUMBINE: To-morrow will be-Pierrot, That isn't funny! PIERROT: I thought it rather nice. Well, let us drink some wine and lose our heads And love each other. COLUMBINE: Pierrot, don't you love Me now? PIERROT: La, what a woman!-how should I know? Pour me some wine: I'll tell you presently. COLUMBINE: Pierrot, do you know, I think you drink too much. PIERROT: Yes, I dare say I do. . . . Or else too little. It's hard to tell. You see, I am always wanting A little more than what I have, -or else A little less. There's something wrong. My dear, How many fingers have you? COLUMBINE: La, indeed, How should I know?-It always takes me one hand To count the other with. It's too confusing. Why? PIERROT: Why?-I am a student, Columbine; And search into all matters. COLUMBINE: La, indeed?- Count them yourself, then!
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Used-Good. Good strung paperback. 1st edition: The Chapbook (A monthly miscellany), no.14, August 1920. 24pp in pale green paper wrapper advertising Morny parfums de luxe; thread binding. Title page light foxed, with faint crease; light stains on front & back cover; spine a little faded, with repair at head.
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Good/Wraps. . Stapled softcover, good condition, with lightly rubbed wraps, a few light marks and scuffs. lightly bumped corners, some light wear at spine edge. some light edgewear on fr wrap fr edge. somewhat tanned p. edges, somewhat tanned pp. Cln, tight, unmarked.
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Good in Missing jacket. Harper & Brothers, 1920. Ex-library hardbound without dust jacket. Library card pocket inside front cover. No text markings noted. Wear at tips of spine, moderate tanning/aging.
