The Awakening of Spring. Франк Ведекинд

was at Frankfurt with Mamma last summer–Are you going already, Moritz?

Moritz

      I must work.–Good-night.

Melchior

      'Till we meet again.

      SCENE THIRD

Thea, Wendla and Martha come along the street arm in arm

Martha

      How the water gets into one's shoes!

Wendla

      How the wind blows against one's cheeks!

Thea

      How one's heart thumps!

Wendla

      Let's go out there to the bridge. Ilse says the stream is full of bushes and trees. The boys have built a raft. Melchi Gabor was almost drowned yesterday.