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THE HAPPINESS
That is the Great Joy of Loving.... But, do what you will, you are ever so
much too small to see her altogether....
TYLTYL
And over there, right at the back, those who are veiled and who do not come
near?...
THE HAPPINESS
Those are the Joys whom men do not yet know....
TYLTYL
What do the others want with us?... Why are they standing aside?...
THE HAPPINESS
It is before a new Joy who is arriving, perhaps the purest that we have
here....
TYLTYL
Who is it?
THE HAPPINESS
Don't you recognise her yet?... But take a better look at her, open your
two eyes down to the very heart of your soul!... She has seen you, she
has seen you!... She runs up to you, holding out her arms!... It is your
mother's Joy, it is the peerless Joy of Maternal Love!...
(_The other_ JOYS, _who have run up from every side, acclaim the_
JOY OF MATERNAL LOVE _with their cheers and then fall back before her in
silence_.)
THE JOY OF MATERNAL LOVE
Tyltyl! And Mytyl!... What, do I find you here?... I never expected it!...
I was very lonely at home; and here are you two climbing to that Heaven
where the souls of all mothers beam with joy!... But first kisses, heaps
and heaps of kisses!.
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