“Is she or is she not?” To the Bird he spied.
FERRYMAN [Song]
His thought was a lover parted from his side.
THE MOTHER [Song]
The same thought guides me, for I seek
My loving child. To all I speak,
Asking if any news there be
Of where my child lies hid from me.
FERRYMAN [Song]
For a lover to pine
THE MOTHER
For a child to seek