<h2 class='c008'>WHO HOLDS UP THE SKY?</h2>
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<div class='line'><span class='sc'>Time</span>—<em>Spring</em></div>
<div class='line'><span class='sc'>Place</span>—<em>A Wood</em></div>
<div class='line'><span class='sc'>Characters</span>—<em>Daisy</em>, <em>Rose</em>, <em>Fir Tree</em>, <em>Elm</em>, <em>Bird</em>, <em>Mountain</em></div>
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<p><span class='dl_2'><em>Daisy.</em></span>
Oh dear, Miss Rose, do tell me please,<br/>Is it you holds up the sky?</p>
<p><span class='dl_2'><em>Rose.</em></span>
Dear Daisy, no, no, indeed,<br/>I cannot reach so high.<br/><span class="pagenum" id='Page_111'>111</span>And <em>very</em>
far above me<br/>Is the blue and lovely sky.</p>
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But if you wish to know.<br/>To find out I will try.<br/>Perhaps that tall fir tree<br/>Is holding up the sky.</p>
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<div>[<em>To the fir tree.</em>]</div>
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You lift your head so high,<br/>Do you hold up the sky?</p>
<p><span class='dl_2'><em>Fir Tree.</em></span>
[<em>Shaking his head.</em>]<br/>Oh no, indeed, sweet Rose<br/>It surely is not I!<br/>It may be this lofty elm,<br/>Who stands to me so nigh.</p>
<p><span class='dl_2'><em>Elm.</em></span>
No, no, it is not I.<br/>But a mountain very tall<br/><span class="pagenum" id='Page_112'>112</span>In the distance I can
spy,<br/>And on his shoulders rests,<br/>I think, the wondrous sky.</p>
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<div>[<em>Calling to the mountain.</em>]</div>
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You lift your head so high,<br/>Do you hold up the sky?</p>
<p><span class='dl_2'><em>Mountain.</em></span>
And who is it who would<br/>For these secrets pry?<br/>I’ve stood here many an age,<br/>But I never touched the sky.</p>
<p><span class='dl_2'><em>Rose.</em></span>
Sweet Daisy, dearest friend,<br/>I fear before we die<br/>We never shall find out<br/>Who is holding up the sky.</p>
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<div>[<em>A bird alights on the fir tree.</em>]</div>
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<p><span class='dl_2'><em>Daisy and Rose.</em><span class="pagenum" id='Page_113'>113</span></span>
[<em>Together.</em>]<br/>O Bird, you fly up so high,<br/>Will you not please tell us<br/>Who is holding up the sky?</p>
<p><span class='dl_2'><em>Bird.</em></span>
’Tis He who made the daisy<br/>And He who made the rose;<br/>’Tis He who made the fir
tree,<br/>The elm, and all that grows.</p>
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’Tis He who made the mountain<br/>And made the bird to fly—<br/>The good and Heavenly
Father,<br/>Who holdeth up the sky.</p>
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<div class='line'>—Adapted.</div>
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