Responsibilities, and other poemsYeats, W. B. (William Butler)
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Responsibilities, and other poems
Yeats, W. B. (William Butler)
English poetry -- Irish authors
But sometimes, when the children are asleep
And I am in the school, do you not think
About the Martyrs and the saints and the angels,
And all the things that you believed in once?
BRIDGET
I think about nothing--sometimes I wonder if the linen is bleaching
white, or I go out to see if the crows are picking up the chickens' food.
WISE MAN
My God,--my God! I will go out myself.
My pupils said that they would find a man
Whose faith I never shook--they may have found him.
Therefore I will go out--but if I go,
The glass will let the sands run out unseen.
I cannot go--I cannot leave the glass.
Go call my pupils--I can explain all now,
Only when all our hold on life is troubled,
Only in spiritual terror can the Truth
Come through the broken mind--as the pease burst
Out of a broken pease-cod.
[_He clutches Bridget as she is going._
Say to them,
That Nature would lack all in her most need,
Could not the soul find truth as in a flash,
Upon the battle-field, or in the midst
Of overwhelming waves, and say to them--
But no, they would but answer as I bid.
BRIDGET
You want somebody to get up an argument with.
WISE MAN
Look out and see if there is any one
There in the street--I cannot leave the glass,
For somebody might shake it, and the sand
If it were shaken might run down on the instant.
BRIDGET
I don't understand a word you are saying. There's a crowd of people
talking to your pupils.
WISE MAN
Go out and find if they have found a man
Who did not understand me when I taught,
Or did not listen.
BRIDGET
It is a hard thing to be married to a man of learning that must always
be having arguments.
[_She goes out._
WISE MAN
Strange that I should be blind to the great secret,
And that so simple a man might write it out
Upon a blade of grass or bit of rush
With naught but berry juice, and laugh to himself
Writing it out, because it was so simple.
[_Enter Bridget followed by the Fool._
FOOL
Give me something; give me a penny to buy bacon in the shops and nuts in
the market, and strong drink for the time when the sun is weak.
BRIDGET
I have no pennies. (_To Wise Man_) Your pupils cannot find anybody to
argue with you. There's nobody in the whole country with belief enough
for a lover's oath. Can't you be quiet now, and not always wanting to
have arguments? It must be terrible to have a mind like that.
WISE MAN
Then I am lost indeed.
BRIDGET
Leave me alone now, I have to make the bread for you and the children.
[_She goes into kitchen._
WISE MAN
Children, children!
BRIDGET
Your father wants you, run to him.
[_Children run in._
WISE MAN
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