Have done. Sorrows that she's but read of in a book Weigh on her mind as if they had been her own. (OONA, MARY, and CATHLEEN _go out_. ALEEL _looks defiantly at_ SHEMUS.) ALEEL (_singing_) Were I but crazy for love's sake I know who'd measure out his length, I know the heads that I should break, For crazy men have double strength. There! all's out now to leave or take, And who mocks music mocks at love; And when I'm crazy for love's sake I'll not go far to choose. (_Snapping his fingers in_ SHEMUS' _face_.) Enough! I know the heads that I shall break. (_He takes a step towards the door and then turns again._) Shut to the door before the night has fallen, For who can say what walks, or in what shape Some devilish creature flies in the air, but now Two grey-horned owls hooted above our heads. (_He goes out, his singing dies away._ MARY _comes in_. SHEMUS _has been counting the money._) SHEMUS So that fool's gone. TEIG He's seen the horned owls too. There's no good luck in owls, but it may be That the ill luck's to fall upon his head. MARY You never thanked her ladyship. SHEMUS Thank her, For seven halfpence and a silver bit? TEIG But for this empty purse? SHEMUS What's that for thanks, Or what's the double of it that she promised? With bread and flesh and every sort of food Up to a price no man has heard the like of And rising every day. MARY We have all she had; She emptied out the purse before our eyes. SHEMUS (_to_ MARY, _who has gone to close the door_) Leave that door open. MARY When those that have read books, And seen the seven wonders of the world, Fear what's above or what's below the ground, It's time that poverty should bolt the door. SHEMUS I'll have no bolts, for there is not a thing That walks above the ground or under it I had not rather welcome to this house Than any more of mankind, rich or poor. TEIG So that they brought us money. SHEMUS I heard say There's something that appears like a white bird, A pigeon or a seagull or the like, But if you hit it with a stone or a stick It clangs as though it had been made of brass, And that if you dig down where it was scratching You'll find a crock of gold. TEIG But dream of gold For three nights running, and there's always gold. SHEMUS You might be starved before you've dug it out. TEIG But maybe if you called, something would come, They have been seen of late. MARY Is it call devils? Call devils from the wood, call them in here? SHEMUS