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1914. When this little play was performed in London, some friends of W.B. Yeats discovered much detailed allegory. The play is very perfectly constructed, and conveys to the right audience an emotion of gentleness and peace. There are two acts, and the story is that of a frail little Indian lad condemned to seclusion and inaction by ill health. He makes a new world for himself, by his imagination and insatiable curiosity, and the passersby bring the world action to him.
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Gaffer. Dear me, of course; you don't have a hill without its waterfalls. Oh, it's like molten diamonds; and, my dear, what dances they have! Don't they make the pebbles sing as they rush over them to the sea. No devil of a doctor can stop them for a moment. The birds looked upon me as nothing but a man, quite a trifling creature without wings--and they would have nothing to do with me.