The Unicorn from the Stars and Other PlaysYeats, W. B. (William Butler)
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The Unicorn from the Stars and Other Plays
Yeats, W. B. (William Butler)
Ireland -- Drama; Irish drama
THE UNICORN FROM THE STARS 1
By Lady Gregory and W. B. Yeats.
CATHLEEN NI HOULIHAN 135
By W. B. Yeats.
THE HOUR-GLASS 169
By W. B. Yeats.
THE UNICORN FROM THE STARS
CHARACTERS
FATHER JOHN
THOMAS HEARNE _a coach builder._
ANDREW HEARNE _his brother._
MARTIN. HEARNE _his nephew._
JOHNNY BACACH }
PAUDEEN }
BIDDY LALLY } _beggars._
NANNY }
ACT I
SCENE: _Interior of a coach builder's workshop. Parts of a gilded
coach, among them an ornament representing the lion and the unicorn._
THOMAS _working at a wheel._ FATHER JOHN _coming from door of inner
room._
FATHER JOHN. I have prayed over Martin. I have prayed a long time, but
there is no move in him yet.
THOMAS. You are giving yourself too much trouble, Father. It's as good
for you to leave him alone till the doctor's bottle will come. If there
is any cure at all for what is on him, it is likely the doctor will
have it.
FATHER JOHN. I think it is not doctor's medicine will help him in this
case.
THOMAS. It will, it will. The doctor has his business learned well. If
Andrew had gone to him the time I bade him, and had not turned again to
bring yourself to the house, it is likely Martin would be walking at
this time. I am loth to trouble you, Father, when the business is not
of your own sort. Any doctor at all should be able, and well able, to
cure the falling sickness.
FATHER JOHN. It is not any common sickness that is on him now.
THOMAS. I thought at the first it was gone asleep he was. But when
shaking him and roaring at him failed to rouse him, I knew well it was
the falling sickness. Believe me, the doctor will reach it with his
drugs.
FATHER JOHN. Nothing but prayer can reach a soul that is so far beyond
the world as his soul is at this moment.
THOMAS. You are not saying that the life is gone out of him!
FATHER JOHN. No, no, his life is in no danger. But where he himself,
the spirit, the soul, is gone, I cannot say. It has gone beyond our
imaginings. He is fallen into a trance.
THOMAS. He used to be queer as a child, going asleep in the fields and
coming back with talk of white horses he saw, and bright people like
angels or whatever they were. But I mended that. I taught him to
recognise stones beyond angels with a few strokes of a rod. I would
never give in to visions or to trances.
FATHER JOHN. We who hold the faith have no right to speak against
trance or vision. St. Teresa had them, St. Benedict, St. Anthony, St.
Columcille. St. Catherine of Sienna often lay a long time as if dead.
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