Opening

Scene: India

There's a Girl

Scene: The Library at Misselthwaite Manor

Scene: A Trains Platform in Yorkshire the House upon the Hill

I Heard Someone Crying

Scene: Mary's Sitting Room If I Had a Fine White Horse

Girl in the Valley

Scene: Ballroom

It's a Maze

Scene: The Greenhouse

Winter's on the Wing

Scene: The Edge of the Moor

Show Me the Key

Scene: Archibald's Library / A Bit of the Earth

Storm I

Lily's Eyes

Storm II

Scene: Colin's Room

Round-Shouldered Man

Final Storm

LILY:
Clusters of crocus,
Purple and gold
Blankets of pansies,
Out from the cold.
Lilies and iris,
Safe from the chill.
Safe in my garden,
Snowdrops so still.

FAKIR:
Ah
A'o jadu ke mausam,
A'o garmiyo ke din.
A'o mantra tantra yantra,
Us ki bimari hata'o.

CHILDREN'S VOICE:
Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Not so well, she said, see the lily's dead,
Pull it up and out you go.

Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Far too hot, she cried, see my rose has died,
Dig it up, and out you go.

Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Had an early frost, now it's gone, it's lost,
Dig it up, you're out, you're up
You're out, you're up
And out you go.

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DREAMERS:
Can it be a dream?
Surely it does seem
Like a frightful dream!
How can this be true?

Won't her mother come?
Come, wake her up to play?
Won't her father say,
"Here's a rose for you?"

There's a girl who no one sees,
There's a girl who's left alone.
There's a heart that beats in silence
For the life she's never known,
For the life she's never known.

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House Upon the Hill

DREAMERS:
High on a hill sits a big old house
With something wrong inside it.
Spirits haunt the halls
And make no effort now to hide it.

What will put their souls to rest
And stop their ceaseless sighing?
Why do they call out children's names
And speak of one who's crying?

MRS. MEDLOCK:
Well, you're right not to care
your uncle certainly isn't going
to trouble himself about you.

DREAMERS:
And the master hears the whispers
On the stairways dark and still,
And the spirits speak of secrets
In the house upon the hill.

MRS. MEDLOCK:
He's a hunchback, you see.
And a sour young man he was,
and got no good of all his mobney
and a big place till he were married.

MARY:
To my Aunt Lily?

MRS. MEDLOCK:
She were a sweet, pretty thing and he'd
have walked the world over to get her
a blade of grass that she wanted. When
she died, it made him worse than ever.

DREAMERS:
High on a hill sits a big old house
ith something wrong inside it.
Someone died, and someone's left
Alone and can't abide it.

There in the house is a lonely man
Still haunted by her beauty,
Asking what a life can be
Where naught remains but duty.

MARY:
Is it always so ugly here?

MRS. MEDLOCK:
It's the moor. Miles and miles
of wild land that nothing grows
on but heather and gorse and broom,
and nothing lives on but wild
ponies and sheep.
MARY:
What is that awful howling sound?

MRS. MEDLOCK:
That's the wind blowing through the bushes
they call it wuthering that sound
but look there that tiny light
far across there
that'll be the gate it will.

DREAMERS:
And the master hears the whispers
On the stairways dark and still,
And the spirits speak of secrets
In the house upon the hill.

MARY (LILY):
Oooh...
I heard someone crying.
Who, tho', could it be?
Maybe it was Mother,
Calling out, come see.
Maybe it was father,
All alone and lost and cold.
I heard someone crying.
Maybe it was me.
Oooh...

ARCHIBALD:
I heard someone singing.
Who, tho', could it be?
Maybe it was Lily,
Calling out to me.
Maybe she's not gone
So far away as I've been told!
I heard someone singing.
Maybe it was she.

MARY (LILY):
Maybe it was someone I could
Find and have a cup of tea.
Maybe it was someone who could
Bring the tea and come find me.
Oooh...

LILY:
I heard someone crying,
Tho' I can't say who.
Someone in this house
With nothing left to do.
Sounded like a father,
Left alone his love grown cold.
I heard someone crying.
Maybe it was you.

ARCHIBALD and MARY:
Maybe I was dreaming of a garden growing far below.
Maybe I was dreaming of a life
That I will never know.

MARY: ARCHIBALD:
I heard someone crying, Lily, where are you? I'm lost without you.
Who, tho' could it be? I can't walk these halls without you.

Someone in this house(Ooo...) Lily, where are you? I'm lost without you.
Whom no one seems to see (Ooo...) I have searched the world, but you're not there.
Someone no one seems to (Ooo...) Come, tell me why you
Hear, except for me Without you Brought me home if you're not here.

I heard someone calling. My Lily, where are you, I'm lost without you
Maybe it was he. Lily, I'm lost
(Ooo...) Without you.
(Ooo...)

MAJOR HOLMES, LTS. WRIGHT and SHAW:
I heard someone crying.
Who else could it be?
Surely it was Mary,
Why can no one see?

ROSE, CLAIRE and ALICE:
Crying for her mother,
For the life she's never known.

ALBERT:
So lost,
See her lying
In her room alone.

(LILLY):
(Ooo...)

If I Had A Fine White Horse

MARTHA:
If I had a fine white horse,
I'd take you for a ride today,
But since I have no fine white horse,
Inside I'll have to stay,
And empty all the chamber pots
And scrub the floors and such.
But what's there to do on a fine white horse?
It seems to me not much!

If I had a wooden boat,
I'd take you for a sail today,
But since I have no wooden boat,
Inside I'll have to stay,
And catch and kill the mice
And pluck the chickens for the cook,
But what's there to do on a wooden boat?
But sit up straight and look?

And worry our boat will start to drift,
And float us out to sea,
And land us in an isle of gold!
Oh dear, oh dearie me!

If I had a chambermaid,
I'd take you out to play today.
They say that there's a maze
Where once you enter, there you stay.
For certain we'd get lost
And they'd come looking for our bones,
And find us sometime late next week,
And bring us tea and scones.

But what if there's a clan of
Trolls a-campin 'neath the tree?
Or what if there's a pirate's cave?
Oh dear, oh dear! Oh dearie me!

If I wasn't so afraid,
I'd take you out the door today,
But talking birds and tales of
Fairies keep me scared away.
And yes, I promised not to tell what
Else is there, although
If in the maze you chance to see
A garden guarded by a tree,
And meet a bird who speaks to thee,
Then come and tell my fine white horse
And me.

LILLY:
A man who came to my valley,
A man I hardly knew,
A man who came to my garden
Grew to love me.

ARCHIBALD:
A girl I saw in the valley,
A girl I hardly knew,
A girl at work in her garden
Grew to love me.

LILLY:
From the gate,
He called out so kindly,
"Lass, wouldst thou 'low me
Rest here? I've ridden quite far."

ARCHIBALD:
"Share my tea,"
She bade me so gently,
Oatcakes and cream
Sweet plums in a jar.

LILLY:
And every day to my garden,
This man, who might he be
Came bearing baskets of roses,
For he loved me.

ARCHIBALD:
All I own I'd give!

LILLY:
Just a garden.

ARCHIBALD:
All I would ask is never to-

LILLY:
Never to leave!

LILLY and ARCHIBALD:
Say you'll have me,
Safe you will keep me.
Where you would lead me,
There

ARCHIBALD:
I would,

LILLY and ARCHIBALD:
There I would, there I would,
There I would go.

LILLY ARCHIBALD:
A man who came to my valley
A girl I saw in a valley
A man I hardly knew, A girl I hardly knew,
A man who gave me a garden, A girl who gave me a garden
Grew to love me. Grew to love me.

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BEN:
Plant a hedge, cut it back.
Dig a hole, try to fill it.
Plant a rose, tie it back.
Find a mole, try to kill it.

It's a maze, this garden. It's a maze of ways.
Any man can spend his day.
It's a maze, this garden. It's a maze of paths,
But a soul can find the way.

For an old man knows how a year it goes,
How the cold hard ground in the spring comes 'round.
How the seeds take hold and the birds unfold,
How an English garden grows.

MARY:
Skip, skipped the ladies to the master's gate,
Sip, sipped the ladies while the master ate,
Tiptoed the chambermaids and stole their pearls,
Snip, snipped the gardener and cut off their curls.

DICKON:
Come along, love, come fly away, fly along,
Come along, fly away home.
Come along, love, you've come a long way,
You've flown all the day,
Fly away home.

BEN:
Miss a step, trip and fall.
Miss the path, meet the wall.
Miss the way, miss a turn.
Getting lost is how you learn.

It's a maze, this garden. It's a maze of paths
Meant to lead a soul astray.
Take a left, and then, turning left again's
How the soul can find the way.

For an old man knows how a year it goes,
How the cold hard ground in the spring comes 'round.
How in time it shows how a garden grows,
How an English garden grows.
How the roses climb,
How sublime the time
When an English garden grows.

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DICKON:
Winter's on the wing,
Here's a fine spring morn'
Comin' clear through the night,
Come the day I say.
Winter's taken flight
Sweepin' dark cold air
Out to sea, Spring is born,
Comes the day say I,

And you'll be here to see it.
Stand and breathe it all the day.
Stoop, and feel it. Stop and hear it.
Spring, I say.

And now the sun is climbin' high,
Rising fast on fire,
Glaring down through the gloom,
Gone the gray, I say.
The sun it spells the doom
Of the winter's reign,
Ice and chill must retire
Comes the May say I,

And you'll be here to see it.
Stand and breathe it all the day.
Stoop, and feel it. Stop and hear it.
Spring, I say.

I say, be gone, ye howling gales,
Be off, ye frosty morns!
All ye solid streams begin to thaw.
Melt, ye waterfalls,
Part ye frozen winter walls.
See, see now it's starting.

And now the mist is liftin' high,
Leavin' bright blue air
Rollin' clean 'cross the moor
Comes the day I say.
The storm'll soon be by
Leaving clear blue sky,
Soon the sun will shine,
Comes the day, say I.

And you'll be here to see it.
Stand and breathe it all the day.
Stoop and feel it. Stop and hear it.
Spring, I say.

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MARY:
I...

DICKON:
She...

MARY:
I am a girl.

DICKON:
She is a lass as took a graidly fancy to thee.
Dost tha' fear?

MARY:
Tha' mun not fear.

DICKON:
She's took thee on for like to vex thee.
Nowt o'the soart.

MARY:
Nowt o'the soart.

DICKON:
She knows fair well, she mun not fright thee.

MARY:
Canna tha' show me?

DICKON:
Fair better to know her.

MARY:
Show me tha' key.

DICKON:
Show her tha' key.
She's a lass and tha' art right
She needs a spot where she can rest in.

MARY:
I mun sit where I'll not be so
Thinkin' thoughts or feel a guest in.

DICKON:
Nowt o'the soart.

MARY:
Nowt o'the soart.

DICKON:
She'd fair be watchin' for the spring.

MARY:
I'll not be climbin' up,
I'll only be callin' "Good morning."
And fair low I'll sing.

DICKON:
Well done, Mary!

MARY:
I'll only walk around, just like to see it for myself.
If tha' canst 'low me visit,
I'll speak low e'en to thysel'.
Tha'll not be bothered night and day
By wenches racin' 'round,
I'll but seem a silent dream,
Standing on the secret ground.
I'd but smell the growing things,
Count the roses 'gainst the wall,
Hear thy babes when first they peck,
Stretch my hands if they should fall,
Or if tha' likes, I'll bring thee seeds
Or worms all in a mound,
For tha'll have me for a friend,
Tha'll be the first I found.

I'm a lass.

DICKON:
A trusty lass.

MARY:
That took a graidly fancy to thee,
Canna tha' show me?

DICKON:
Fair well tha' dost know her

MARY: DICKON:
Show me tha' key. Show her tha' key.

DICKON:
And you'll be here to see it.
Stand and breathe it all the day.
Stoop and feel it. Stop and hear it.
Spring, I say.

A Bit of the Earth

ARCHIBALD:
A bit of earth,
She wants a little bit of earth.
She'll plant some seeds.
The seeds will grow,
The flowers bloom,
But is their bounty
What she needs?

How can she chance
To love a little bit of earth?
Does she not know?
The earth is old,
And doesn't care if
One small girl wants things to grow.

She needs a friend.
She needs a father,
Brother, sister,
Mother's arms.
She needs to laugh.
She needs to dance,
And learn to work
Her girlish charm.

She needs a home,
The only thing she really needs
I cannot give.
Instead she asks
A bit of earth
To make it live!

She should have a pony,
Gallop 'cross the moor.
She should have a doll's house
With a hundred rooms per floor.
Why can't she ask for a treasure?
Something that money can buy,
That won't die!
When I'd give her the world,
She asks, instead
For some earth.

A bit of earth,
She wants a little bit of earth,
She'll plant some seeds.
The seeds will grow,
The flowers bloom,
Their beauty just the thing she needs.
She'll grow to love the tender roses,
Lilies fair, the iris tall.
And then in fall, her bit of earth
Will freeze and kill them all.

A bit of earth, a bit of earth,
A bit of earth, a bit of earth.

MAJOR HOLMES:
Close the shutters
And lock the doors,

ALBERT:
Brace the windows
As in it pours.

FAKIR:
Candles only the ones you carry!

LIEUTENANT SHAW:
Watch now!

ROSE:
Checking supplies,

AYAH and CLAIRE:
Watching the skies,

FEMALE DREAMERS:
Fares well the house that's ready!

ALL DREAMERS:
Coming a terrible storm,
Looks like the sea in a gale.
Branches are broken in half,
Carried aloft like a sail.
Not since I was a child
Have I heard such a horrible wail!
Ah!

NEVILLE:
Strangely quiet, but now the storm
Simply rests to strike again.
Standing, waiting, I think of her.
I think of her.

ARCHIBALD:
Strange, this Mary, she leaves the room,
Yet remains, She lingers on.
Something stirs me to think of her.
I think of her.

NEVILLE:
From death she casts her spell,
All night we hear her sighs,
And now a girl has come
Who has her eyes.

She has her eyes.
The girl has Lily's hazel eyes,
Those eyes that saw him happy long ago.
Those eyes that gave him life
And hope he'd never known.
How can he see the girl
And miss those hazel eyes?

ARCHIBALD:
She has her eyes.
The girl has Lily's hazel eyes,
Those eyes that closed and left me all alone.
Those eyes I feel will never ever let me go!
How can I see this girl who has her hazel eyes?

In Lily's eyes a castle
This house seemed to be,
And I, the bravest knight, became,
My lady fair was she.

NEVILLE:
She has her eyes.
She has my Lily's hazel eyes.
Those eyes that loved my brother-never me.
Those eyes that never saw me,
Never knew I longed
To hold her close,
To live at last in Lily's Eyes!

ARCHIBALD:
Imagine me, a lover!

NEVILLE:
I longed for the day
She'd turn and see me standing there.

NEVILLE: ARCHIBALD:
Would God have let her stay! Would God have let her stay!
She has her eyes. She has her eyes.
She has Lily's hazel eyes. My Lily's hazel eyes.
Those eyes that saw me
Those eyes that first I loved so! Happy long ago.

How can How can
I now forget I now forget
That once I dared to be That once I dared to be in love.

To be alive and whole Alive and whole
In Lily's eyes, In Lily's eyes,
In Lily's eyes! In Lily's eyes!

MARY:
Someone is crying, just now I heard them.
Someone in this house is crying.
Why won't they tell me? I know they're lying.
Someone here is lost, or mad.
I must try to find them,
Beg them stop so I can sleep.

I heard someone crying.
Who, tho', could it be?
Someone in this house,
Whom no one seems to see.
Someone no one seems to hear, except for me.

MARY and AYAH:
I heard someone crying,

ALBERT:
I heard someone crying.

FAKIR:
I heard someone crying.

AYAH: DREAMERS:
I heard someone crying. Ah.

ALICE:
Yes, there's someone crying.

ROSE:
Someone here is crying. Ah.

CLAIRE:
Listen, someone's crying.

DREAMER WOMAN: DREAMER MEN:
I heard someone crying. Ah.
I heard someone crying.

LILY: DREAMERS:
I heard someone crying. Ah.
Cry. Cry.

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COLIN:
Some nights I dream
That a round-shouldered man
Comes in my room
On a beam of moonlight.
He never says what he wants,
He just sits with a book in his handS.

And then I dream
That the roound-shouldered man
Takes me off on a ride
Through the moorS by moonlight.
He never says where we'll go,
We just ride 'cross the hills 'till dawn.

And some night I'm going to ask him,
Is the night sky black or blue?
I know the answer's in his book
Of all that's good and true.

And once I dreamed
That the round-shouldered man
Took my hand and we walked
To a secret garden.
I never knew where we were,
We just sat in the crook of a broken tree.

And some night I'm going to ask him
How the old moon turns to new.
I know the answer's in his book
Of all that's good and true.
I'm sure the answer's in his book
Of all that's good and true.

DREAMERS:
Coming a terrible storm,
Shaking the souls of the dead,
Quaking the floor underfoot,
Shaking the roof over head!
Not since I was a child
Have I feared!

ROSE:
Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?

AYAH:
Not so well, she said, see the lilly's dead
Pull it up, and out you go

MAJOR HOLMES:
Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?

CLAIRE: DREAMERS:
Oh, it's dry, she wailed, It's a maze, this garden,
See, the iris failed, It's a maze of ways
Dig it up, and out you go

AYAH: Something wrong inside it.
Mistress Mary,
Quite contrary,
How does your garden It's a maze, this garden,
Grow? It's a maze of ways.

LEUTENANT: FEMALE DREAMERS:
Had an early frost, High on a hill,

MAN and WOMAN:
Now it's gone, it's lost, Someting
Dig it up, and out Wrong is
You go. Inside it.

DREAMERS:
It's a maze, this garden,
It's a maze of ways,
Meant to lead a soul astray.

It's a maze, this garden,
It's a maze of ways,
It's a maze, this garden,
It's a maze of ways,
Meant to lead a soul astray.

DREAMERS (ALBERT):
Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
Had an early frost,
Now it's gone, it's lost,
Dig it up, and out you go (Mary!)
You're out, you go (Mary!)
Out, you go

LILY:
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Comes the garden.

MARY:
There it is! There's the door,
There's the door to the garden.

The Secret Garden (ACT 1)
The Secret Garden (ACT 2)