Picnic at Hanging Rock
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:15:07
[Laughs]
:15:08
(Mr. Hussey)
Get on!

:15:11
Come on!
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[Girls giggling, chattering]
:15:27
Take your hats.
Let's go walk about now.

:15:37
[Birds chirping,
horses whinnying]

:15:53
To St. Valentine!
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[Together]
To St. Valentine!

:15:58
[Girls cheering]
:16:01
[Chattering]
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[Door opens, closes]
:16:18
I hope you have learned
your poetry, Sara.

:16:22
Sit up straight, child.
Hold your shoulders back.

:16:25
You're getting
a dreadful stoop.

:16:27
Well, have you got
your lines by heart?

:16:30
Well, have you?
:16:33
I can't.
It doesn't make sense.

:16:36
Sense!
You little ignoramus!

:16:39
Evidently you don't know
that Mrs. Felicia Heymans

:16:42
is considered one of the finest
of our English poets.

:16:47
I know another piece
of poetry by heart.

:16:50
It has ever so many verses, much more
than "The Wreck of the Hesperus."

:16:53
Would that do?
:16:55
What is the name
of this poem?

:16:57
"An Ode to St. Valentine."
:16:59
I'm not acquainted with it.
Where did you find it?


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