Georgian Poetry 1913-15 by Unknown
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No, no, no, no; The Queen is not herself; she speaks without sense; Only Merryn and Gormflaith understand. She is better quiet. Come ... [He urges the PHYSICIAN roughly away by the shoulder.] My emerald! [He follows the PHTSICIAN out by the door at the back. Queen HYGD awakes at his last noisy words as he disappears.] Hygd: I have not slept; I did but close mine eyes A little while--a little while forgetting ... Where are you, Merryn? ... Ah, it is not Merryn ... Bring me the cup of whey, woman; I thirst ... Will you speak to me if I say your name? Will you not listen, Gormflaith? ... Can you hear? I am very thirsty--let me drink ... Ah, wicked woman, why did I speak to you? I will not be your suppliant again ... Where are you? O, where are you? ... Where are you? [She tries to raise herself to look about the room, but sinks back |
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