The Snowstorm
Shoreh Malke
Where’s Klavne?
Shmereh
Still out there—running after the beast.
Urtcha
I told him it was mine, and still he runs after him.
Shmereh (sits and sings sleepily)
“Oh, whatever we are, we are; but Jews we'll ever be.”
Vaveh
Sing, granddaddy. Oh, how good I feel! Oh, what joy! Chatcha Behr, you’re asleep? Wake up, don’t you know your son is a bridegroom already? Urtcha, you asleep, too? Come, let’s all sing, all spring!
Shmereh
Where’s my new kinsman, Klavne? I’ll go and hunt him up. (He goes to the door.)
Shprintze Tzirel
Stay here, papa.
Shoreh Malke
Don’t let him out.
Shmereh
Let me go, women. I'll go and search for my kinsman. Klavne, where are you? Come, Jews, let’s look for him.
Shoreh Malke
Better lie down. You can’t stand on your feet any longer.
Shmereh
“Ah, whatever we are, we are; but Jews we'll
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