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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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[Casting herself face downwards on the floor.]
O maker of all, protect her from the demons,
And if a soul must needs be lost, take mine.
[ALEEL kneels beside her, but does not seem to hear her words; he is gazing down as if through the earth. The peasants return. They carry the COUNTESS CATHLEEN and lay her upon the ground before OONA and ALEEL. She lies there as if dead.]
O that so many pitchers of rough clay
Should prosper and the porcelain break in two!
[She kisses the hands of the COUNTESS CATHLEEN.
A PEASANT
We were under the tree where the path turns
When she grew pale as death and fainted away,
And while we bore her hither, cloudy gusts
Blackened the world and shook us on our feet:
Draw the great bolt, for no man has beheld
So black, bitter, blinding, and sudden a storm.
[One who is near the door draws the bolt.
OONA
Hush, hush, she has awakened from her swoon.
CATHLEEN
O hold me, and hold me tightly, for the storm
Is dragging me away!
[OONA takes her in her arms. A woman begins to wail.
A PEASANT
Hush.
ANOTHER PEASANT
Hush.
A PEASANT WOMAN
Hush.
ANOTHER PEASANT WOMAN
Hush.
CATHLEEN [half rising]
Lay all the bags of money at my feet.
[They lay the bags at her feet.
And send and bring old Neal when I am dead,
And bid him hear each man and judge and give:
He doctors you with herbs, and can best say
Who has the less and who the greater need.
A PEASANT WOMAN
[At the back of the crowd.]
And will he give enough out of the bags
To keep my children till the dearth go by?
ANOTHER PEASANT WOMAN
O Queen of Heaven and all you blessed Saints,
Let us and ours be lost, so she be shriven.
CATHLEEN
Bend down your faces, Oona and Aleel:
I gaze upon them as the swallow gazes
Upon the nest under the eave, before
He wander the loud waters: do not weep
Too great a while, for there is many a candle
On the high altar though one fall. Aleel,
Who sang about the people of the raths,
That know not the hard burden of the world,
Having but breath in their kind bodies, farewell!
And farewell, Oona, who spun flax with me
Soft as their sleep when every dance is done:
The storm is in my hair and I must go.
[She dies.
OONA
Bring me the looking-glass.
[A woman brings it to her out of the inner room. OONA holds the glass over the lips of the COUNTESS CATHLEEN. All is silent for a moment; and then she speaks in a half scream.]
O, she is dead!
A PEASANT WOMAN
She was the great white lily of the world.
O maker of all, protect her from the demons,
And if a soul must needs be lost, take mine.
[ALEEL kneels beside her, but does not seem to hear her words; he is gazing down as if through the earth. The peasants return. They carry the COUNTESS CATHLEEN and lay her upon the ground before OONA and ALEEL. She lies there as if dead.]
O that so many pitchers of rough clay
Should prosper and the porcelain break in two!
[She kisses the hands of the COUNTESS CATHLEEN.
A PEASANT
We were under the tree where the path turns
When she grew pale as death and fainted away,
And while we bore her hither, cloudy gusts
Blackened the world and shook us on our feet:
Draw the great bolt, for no man has beheld
So black, bitter, blinding, and sudden a storm.
[One who is near the door draws the bolt.
OONA
Hush, hush, she has awakened from her swoon.
CATHLEEN
O hold me, and hold me tightly, for the storm
Is dragging me away!
[OONA takes her in her arms. A woman begins to wail.
A PEASANT
Hush.
ANOTHER PEASANT
Hush.
A PEASANT WOMAN
Hush.
ANOTHER PEASANT WOMAN
Hush.
CATHLEEN [half rising]
Lay all the bags of money at my feet.
[They lay the bags at her feet.
And send and bring old Neal when I am dead,
And bid him hear each man and judge and give:
He doctors you with herbs, and can best say
Who has the less and who the greater need.
A PEASANT WOMAN
[At the back of the crowd.]
And will he give enough out of the bags
To keep my children till the dearth go by?
ANOTHER PEASANT WOMAN
O Queen of Heaven and all you blessed Saints,
Let us and ours be lost, so she be shriven.
CATHLEEN
Bend down your faces, Oona and Aleel:
I gaze upon them as the swallow gazes
Upon the nest under the eave, before
He wander the loud waters: do not weep
Too great a while, for there is many a candle
On the high altar though one fall. Aleel,
Who sang about the people of the raths,
That know not the hard burden of the world,
Having but breath in their kind bodies, farewell!
And farewell, Oona, who spun flax with me
Soft as their sleep when every dance is done:
The storm is in my hair and I must go.
[She dies.
OONA
Bring me the looking-glass.
[A woman brings it to her out of the inner room. OONA holds the glass over the lips of the COUNTESS CATHLEEN. All is silent for a moment; and then she speaks in a half scream.]
O, she is dead!
A PEASANT WOMAN
She was the great white lily of the world.
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