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The Collected Works in Verse and Prose of William Butler Yeats. Volume 3 of 8. The Countess Cathleen. The Land of Heart's Desire. The Unicorn from the Stars
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SHEMUS
God, and the Mother of God, have dropped asleep,
For they are weary of the prayers and candles;
But Satan pours the famine from his bag,
And I am mindful to go pray to him
To cover all this table with red gold.
Teig, will you dare me to it?
TEIG
Not I, father.
MAIRE
O Shemus, hush, maybe your mind might pray
In spite o’ the mouth.
SHEMUS
Two crowns and twenty pennies.
MAIRE
Is yonder quicken wood?
SHEMUS
[Picking the bough from the table.]
He swayed about,
And so I tied him to a quicken bough
And slung him from my shoulder.
MAIRE
[Taking the bough from him.]
Shemus! Shemus!
What, would you burn the blessed quicken wood?
A spell to ward off demons and ill faeries.
You know not what the owls were that peeped in,
For evil wonders live in this old wood,
And they can show in what shape please them best.
And we have had no milk to leave of nights
To keep our own good people kind to us.
And Aleel, who has talked with the great Sidhe,
Is full of terrors to come.
[She lays the bough on a chair.
SHEMUS
I would eat my supper
With no less mirth if squatting by the hearth
Were dulacaun or demon of the pit
Clawing its knees, its hoof among the ashes.
[He rings another piece of money. A sound of footsteps outside the door.
MAIRE
Who knows what evil you have brought to us?
I fear the wood things, Shemus.
[A knock at the door.
Do not open.
SHEMUS
A crown and twenty pennies are not enough
To stop the hole that lets the famine in.
[The little shrine falls.
MAIRE
Look! look!
SHEMUS
[Crushing it underfoot.]
The Mother of God has dropped asleep,
And all her household things have gone to wrack.
MAIRE
O Mary, Mother of God, be pitiful!
[SHEMUS opens the door. TWO MERCHANTS stand without. They have bands of gold round their foreheads, and each carries a bag upon his shoulder.
FIRST MERCHANT
Have you food here?
SHEMUS
For those who can pay well.
God, and the Mother of God, have dropped asleep,
For they are weary of the prayers and candles;
But Satan pours the famine from his bag,
And I am mindful to go pray to him
To cover all this table with red gold.
Teig, will you dare me to it?
TEIG
Not I, father.
MAIRE
O Shemus, hush, maybe your mind might pray
In spite o’ the mouth.
SHEMUS
Two crowns and twenty pennies.
MAIRE
Is yonder quicken wood?
SHEMUS
[Picking the bough from the table.]
He swayed about,
And so I tied him to a quicken bough
And slung him from my shoulder.
MAIRE
[Taking the bough from him.]
Shemus! Shemus!
What, would you burn the blessed quicken wood?
A spell to ward off demons and ill faeries.
You know not what the owls were that peeped in,
For evil wonders live in this old wood,
And they can show in what shape please them best.
And we have had no milk to leave of nights
To keep our own good people kind to us.
And Aleel, who has talked with the great Sidhe,
Is full of terrors to come.
[She lays the bough on a chair.
SHEMUS
I would eat my supper
With no less mirth if squatting by the hearth
Were dulacaun or demon of the pit
Clawing its knees, its hoof among the ashes.
[He rings another piece of money. A sound of footsteps outside the door.
MAIRE
Who knows what evil you have brought to us?
I fear the wood things, Shemus.
[A knock at the door.
Do not open.
SHEMUS
A crown and twenty pennies are not enough
To stop the hole that lets the famine in.
[The little shrine falls.
MAIRE
Look! look!
SHEMUS
[Crushing it underfoot.]
The Mother of God has dropped asleep,
And all her household things have gone to wrack.
MAIRE
O Mary, Mother of God, be pitiful!
[SHEMUS opens the door. TWO MERCHANTS stand without. They have bands of gold round their foreheads, and each carries a bag upon his shoulder.
FIRST MERCHANT
Have you food here?
SHEMUS
For those who can pay well.
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