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along with you, in spite of Conchubor and the
big nobles did dread the blackness of your
luck? It was power enough you had that
night to bring distress and anguish; and now
I'm pointing you a way to save Naisi, you'll
not stir stick or straw to aid me.
DEIRDRE -- a little haughtily. -- Let you
not raise your voice against me, Lavarcham,
if you have will itself to guard Naisi.
LAVARCHAM -- breaking out in anger.
-- Naisi is it? I didn't care if the crows were
stripping his thigh-bones at the dawn of day.
It's to stop your own despair and wailing, and
you waking up in a cold bed, without the man
you have your heart on, I am raging now.
(Starting up with temper.) Yet there is more
men than Naisi in it; and maybe I was a big
fool thinking his dangers, and this day, would
fill you up with dread.
DEIRDRE -- sharply. -- Let you end; such
talking is a fool's only, when it's well you know
if a thing harmed Naisi it isn't I would live
after him. (With distress.) It's well you
know it's this day I'm dreading seven years,
and I fine nights watching the heifers walking
to the haggard with long shadows on the