Selections from the Writings of Lord Dunsay by Lord (Edward J. M. D. Plunkett) Dunsany
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OOGNO Since the building of the first city, Master.
AGMAR And when has a beggar ever followed a trade? When has he ever haggled and bartered and sat in a shop? OOGNO Why, he has never done so. AGMAR Are you he that shall be first to forsake the calling? OOGNO Times are bad for the calling here. THAHN They are bad. AGMAR So you would forsake the calling. OOGNO The city is unworthy of our calling. The gods are drowsy, and all that is divine in man is dead. (To third Beggar) Are not the gods drowsy? ULF They are drowsy in their mountains away at Marma. The seven green idols are drowsy. Who is this that rebukes us? THAHN Are you some great merchant, Master? Perhaps you will help a poor man that is starving. SLAG My Master a Merchant! No, no. He is no merchant. My Master is no merchant. OOGNO I perceive that he is some lord in disguise. The gods have woken and have sent him to save us. |
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