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The Collected Works in Verse and Prose of William Butler Yeats. Volume 2 of 8
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Can know that ecstasy. Forgael! Forgael!
They have made you follow the man-headed birds,
And you have told me that their journey lies
Towards the country of the dead.
FORGAEL
What matter
If I am going to my death, for there,
Or somewhere, I shall find the love they have promised.
That much is certain. I shall find a woman,
One of the ever-living, as I think —
One of the laughing people – and she and I
Shall light upon a place in the world’s core,
Where passion grows to be a changeless thing,
Like charmed apples made of chrysoprase,
Or chrysoberyl, or beryl, or chrysolite;
And there, in juggleries of sight and sense,
Become one movement, energy, delight,
Until the overburthened moon is dead.
[A number of SAILORS enter hurriedly.]
FIRST SAILOR
Look there! there in the mist! a ship of spice!
And we are almost on her!
SECOND SAILOR
We had not known
But for the ambergris and sandalwood.
FIRST SAILOR
No; but opoponax and cinnamon.
FORGAEL
[Taking the tiller from AIBRIC.]
The ever-living have kept my bargain for me,
And paid you on the nail.
AIBRIC
Take up that rope
To make her fast while we are plundering her.
FIRST SAILOR
There is a king and queen upon her deck,
And where there is one woman there’ll be others.
AIBRIC
Speak lower, or they’ll hear.
FIRST SAILOR
They cannot hear;
They are too busy with each other. Look!
He has stooped down and kissed her on the lips.
SECOND SAILOR
When she finds out we have better men aboard
She may not be too sorry in the end.
FIRST SAILOR
She will be like a wild cat; for these queens
Care more about the kegs of silver and gold,
And the high fame that come to them in marriage,
Than a strong body and a ready hand.
SECOND SAILOR
There’s nobody is natural but a robber,
And that is why the world totters about
Upon its bandy legs.
AIBRIC
Run at them now,
And overpower the crew while yet asleep!
[The SAILORS go out.
[Voices and the clashing of swords are heard from the other ship, which cannot be seen because of the sail
A VOICE
Armed men have come upon us! O, I am slain!
ANOTHER VOICE
Wake all below!
ANOTHER VOICE
They have made you follow the man-headed birds,
And you have told me that their journey lies
Towards the country of the dead.
FORGAEL
What matter
If I am going to my death, for there,
Or somewhere, I shall find the love they have promised.
That much is certain. I shall find a woman,
One of the ever-living, as I think —
One of the laughing people – and she and I
Shall light upon a place in the world’s core,
Where passion grows to be a changeless thing,
Like charmed apples made of chrysoprase,
Or chrysoberyl, or beryl, or chrysolite;
And there, in juggleries of sight and sense,
Become one movement, energy, delight,
Until the overburthened moon is dead.
[A number of SAILORS enter hurriedly.]
FIRST SAILOR
Look there! there in the mist! a ship of spice!
And we are almost on her!
SECOND SAILOR
We had not known
But for the ambergris and sandalwood.
FIRST SAILOR
No; but opoponax and cinnamon.
FORGAEL
[Taking the tiller from AIBRIC.]
The ever-living have kept my bargain for me,
And paid you on the nail.
AIBRIC
Take up that rope
To make her fast while we are plundering her.
FIRST SAILOR
There is a king and queen upon her deck,
And where there is one woman there’ll be others.
AIBRIC
Speak lower, or they’ll hear.
FIRST SAILOR
They cannot hear;
They are too busy with each other. Look!
He has stooped down and kissed her on the lips.
SECOND SAILOR
When she finds out we have better men aboard
She may not be too sorry in the end.
FIRST SAILOR
She will be like a wild cat; for these queens
Care more about the kegs of silver and gold,
And the high fame that come to them in marriage,
Than a strong body and a ready hand.
SECOND SAILOR
There’s nobody is natural but a robber,
And that is why the world totters about
Upon its bandy legs.
AIBRIC
Run at them now,
And overpower the crew while yet asleep!
[The SAILORS go out.
[Voices and the clashing of swords are heard from the other ship, which cannot be seen because of the sail
A VOICE
Armed men have come upon us! O, I am slain!
ANOTHER VOICE
Wake all below!
ANOTHER VOICE
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