Good morning, my dear Hedda (prelude)

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What are you looking at

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A woman's shadow stands between us

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Don't touch those dangerous things (interlude)

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The triangle is complete

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Two thoroughly intimate friends

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Off goes the excursion train, gentlemen

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Vine-leaves in his hair (interlude)

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Precious, irreplaceable manuscript

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That sounds almost like a threat

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I am burning your child

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Will you not try to do it beautifully

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Oh, it is killing me, all this

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The last great act, with its beauty

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Then comes the scandal

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People generally get used to the inevitable

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