The Green Helmet and Other PoemsYeats, W. B. (William Butler)
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The Green Helmet and Other Poems
Yeats, W. B. (William Butler)
English poetry -- Irish authors
[_She sings the same words as before, flourishing her dagger about.
While she is singing, CONALL'S WIFE and LAEGAIRE'S WIFE draw their
daggers and run at her, but CUCHULAIN forces them back. LAEGAIRE and
CONALL draw their swords to strike CUCHULAIN_]
LAEGAIRE'S WIFE
[_Crying out so as to be heard through EMER'S singing_]
Deafen her singing with horns!
CONALL'S WIFE
Cry aloud! blow horns! make a noise!
LAEGAIRE'S WIFE
Blow horns, clap hands, or shout, so that you smother her voice!
[_The Horse Boys and Scullions blow their horns or fight among
themselves. There is a deafening noise and a confused fight.
Suddenly three black hands come through the windows and put out the
torches. It is now pitch dark, but for a faint light outside the
house which merely shows that there are moving forms, but not who or
what they are, and in the darkness one can hear low terrified
voices_]
A VOICE
Coal-black, and headed like cats, they came up over the strand.
ANOTHER VOICE
And I saw one stretch to a torch and cover it with his hand.
ANOTHER VOICE
Another sooty fellow has plucked the moon from the air.
[_A light gradually comes into the house from the sea, on which the
moon begins to show once more. There is no light within the house,
and the great beams of the walls are dark and full of shadows, and
the persons of the play dark too against the light. The RED MAN is
seen standing in the midst of the house. The black cat-headed Men
crouch and stand about the door. One carries the Helmet, one the
great sword_]
RED MAN
I demand the debt that's owing. Let some man kneel down there
That I may cut his head off, or all shall go to wrack.
CUCHULAIN
He played and paid with his head and it's right that we pay him back,
And give him more than he gave, for he comes in here as a guest:
So I will give him my head.
[_EMER begins to keen_]
Little wife, little wife, be at rest.
Alive I have been far off in all lands under sun,
And been no faithful man; but when my story is done
My fame shall spring up and laugh, and set you high above all.
EMER
[_Putting her arms about him_]
It is you, not your fame, that I love.
CUCHULAIN
[_Tries to put her from him_]
You are young, you are wise, you can call
Some kinder and comelier man that will sit at home in the house.
EMER
Live and be faithless still.
CUCHULAIN
[_Throwing her from him_]
Would you stay the great barnacle-goose
When its eyes are turned to the sea and its beak to the salt of the air?
EMER
[_Lifting her dagger to stab herself_]
I, too, on the grey wing's path.
CUCHULAIN
[_Seizing dagger_]
Do you dare, do you dare, do you dare?
Bear children and sweep the house.
[_Forcing his way through the Servants who gather round_]
Wail, but keep from the road.
[_He kneels before RED MAN. There is a pause_]
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