Augusta Stevenson

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Augusta Stevenson,  Children's Classics in Dramatic Form…

“ MONK. 'T is not so much consolation they need, as another passage to the Indies; one far away from Turkey and the cruel Turks.
QUEEN. You are right, Father. Speak on.
MONK. To find such a passage is the chief purpose of Christopher Columbus. That is the hope that has given him courage when half the world called him fool.
QUEEN. Sire, we must find ships and money!
KING. We dare not tax the people more—
QUEEN. Then I'll help you, Columbus! I'll pledge my own jewels to raise the funds.
COLUMBUS (joyfully) . Your Majesty!
QUEEN. 'T is for the safety of our merchants! 'T is for the glory of Spain!
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Source: Gutenberg

Augusta Stevenson,  Children's Classics in Dramatic Form…

“ SMITH. Girl! Girl! You must not go! The braves will know you warned us!
POCAHONTAS. They will not know, white chief. At midnight they were to leave the camp. I will get back by that time.
SMITH. It is midnight now. They have missed you by this time, Pocahontas.
POCAHONTAS. What shall I do? What shall I do?
SMITH. You must stay with us.
POCAHONTAS. I cannot leave my father, white chief.
[She starts to go.]
SMITH. You must not go! The braves will not let you live! I fear your father could not save you from them!
[Enter ROLFE, running.]
ROLFE. To the fort! To the fort!
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Source: Gutenberg

Augusta Stevenson,  Children's Classics in Dramatic Form…

“ QUEEN. Why, this is most strange.
DAME (nodding) . Would I but let her, she'd spin from morn till night, and from then on till morn again.
QUEEN. I see how it can be so. There's nothing I like better than spinning.
DAME. She weeps whenever I make her leave off.
QUEEN. 'T is because she loves it! I am never more pleased than when the wheels are whirring.
DAME. But stop she must, for to-day at least. There is no more flax.
QUEEN. I have rooms full of flax. Let your daughter come to my castle. She may spin there as much as she pleases.
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Source: Gutenberg

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