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?