The Angelus!
ANOTHER
Already day is gone
And gone almost as soon as we began it.
So goes it nowadays!
THE OLD MOTHER,
It was not so—
Days did not hurry through sweet hours to joy
When I was young, when I was bride and wife!
FIRST WOMAN
Another blessed eventide is come
To bring to happy women-folk at last
Their weary men, all hungry for their supper.
A CHILD
And some for me. I wants my suppie too!
ANOTHER WOMAN