Deirdre of the Sorrows by J. M. (John Millington) Synge
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old woman saying a good child's as happy as
a king? CONCHUBOR. How would I be happy seeing age coming on me each year, when the dry leaves are blowing back and forward at the gate of Emain? And yet this last while I'm saying out, when I see the furze breaking and the daws sitting two and two on ash-trees by the duns of Emain, Deirdre's a year nearer 25 her full age when she'll be my mate and com- rade and then I'm glad surely. DEIRDRE -- almost to herself. -- I will not be your mate in Emain. CONCHUBOR -- not heeding her. -- It's there you'll be proud and happy and you'll learn that, if young men are great hunters, yet it's with the like of myself you'll find a knowl- edge of what is priceless in your own like. What we all need is a place is safe and splendid, and it's that you'll get in Emain in two days or three. DEIRDRE -- aghast. -- Two days! CONCHUBOR. I have the rooms ready, and in a little while you'll be brought down there, to be my queen and queen of the five parts of Ireland. |
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