The Bride and the Bridegroom have just been married. During the
Start: Circular swan in the river wide open eye of cathedrals illusion of dawn in the leaves I am; they won’t get away! Who’s hiding? Who’s weeping in the wild brush of the valley?
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End: Who goes there? Out I say! There is no escape for them! I will set their horse alight in a diamond-fever ray!
Lorca, Federico Garcia, Blood Wedding. Translated by Lillian Groag, Dramatists Play Service Inc., 2002, pp. 49-50.
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