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Act I 

Scene 1

            Rita

Ah, Beatriz, you found food!!

            Beatriz

Yes, Rita, here you take it. Eat all you want. 

            Rita

I will not! You must be famished. We’ve had nothing since yesterday morn.

            Beatriz

No, my hunger is not for food. Besides, why should I eat to only die of a broken heart?

            Rita

Beatriz, look at me! Look into my eyes! Why, Beatriz, you’re in love!

            Beatriz

What can I say? You have looked into my soul.

  Rita

Sit, girl, sit. Tell me all about him. What is he like?

            Beatriz

Like no other. Dark brown eyes. Dark black hair. Skin as smooth as butter. A smile that transfixes your heart.

--It's Love 

♫ It’s love!

How can it be that he never sees it’s love?

It’s plain to see that when he looks at me, it’s love.

I wish to be with him eternally, my love,

But the Holy See would never let it be, 

Our love.

It’s love! It’s love! It’s glorious love!

The kind there’ll never be enough of.

It’s love! It’s love! It’s beautiful love!

The kind that God sends down from above.

It’s love.

In my dreams our love is yearning,

In my dreams our hearts are burning.

In my dreams love is burning and lust is churning,

In my dreams.

In my dreams I’m floating on the sea,

In my dreams he is holding me.

In my dreams all that I see is he holding me,

In my dreams.

In my dreams he is touching me,

In my dreams he makes love to me.

In my dreams all that I need is he loving me,

In my dreams.

It’s love! It’s love! It’s glorious love!

The kind there’ll never be enough of.

It’s love! It’s love! It’s beautiful love!

The kind that God sends down from above.

It’s love.

There is no doubt, he can never find out, it’s love.

With him it’s wrong, but my feelings are strong, it’s love.

My lips I seal, I must hide what I feel, my love,

He cannot know, I must never let it show,

Our love.

But it’s love! It’s love! It’s glorious love!

The kind there’ll never be enough of.

It’s love! It’s love! It’s beautiful love!

The kind that God sends down from above.

It’s love.

It’s love. ♫

            Rita

Such love must be told.

            Beatriz

My love I never speak.

            Rita

Why is there such fear in your heart? Who is this “love” that excites you, and yet, frightens thee?

            Beatriz

I must not say.

            Rita

You can say to me. Sisters have no secrets, Beatriz.

            Beatriz

Please, do not make me reveal my deepest thoughts.

            Rita

Beatriz! Tell me!!

            Beatriz

It is Louis. Louis Paschal!

            Rita

Father Paschal?!? The Cardinal Bishop??

            Beatriz

Yes, it is he.

            Rita

You are mad! Your senses have left you!

            Beatriz

I know. It’s true. It frightens me. It excites me.

            Rita

You can never hide such love.

            Beatriz

I must. It can never be told.

            Rita

You must tell! He must know.

            Beatriz

I do not have the courage.

            Rita

Such love must be told. You must find the strength to be bold.

            Beatriz

I find the courage to tell only you. 

            Rita

Beatriz! It’s love!! You must tell.

            Beatriz

I must?

            Rita

You must.

            Beatriz & Rita

♫ Cause it’s love! It’s love! It’s glorious love!

The kind there’ll never be enough of.

It’s love! It’s love! It’s beautiful love!

The kind that God sends down from above.

It’s love.

It’s love! It’s love! It’s love—!! ♫

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