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The Collected Works in Verse and Prose of William Butler Yeats. Volume 2 of 8
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The curse of the poor be upon him,
The curse of the widows upon him,
The curse of the children upon him,
The curse of the bishops upon him,
Until he be as rotten as an old mushroom!
SECOND CRIPPLE
[Speaking at same time as FIRST CRIPPLE and MAYOR and BRIAN
The curse of wrinkles be upon him!
Wrinkles where his eyes are,
Wrinkles where his nose is,
Wrinkles where his mouth is,
And a little old devil looking out of every wrinkle!
BRIAN
[Speaking at same time with MAYOR and CRIPPLES.]
And nobody will sing for him,
And nobody will hunt for him,
And nobody will fish for him,
And nobody will pray for him,
But ever and always curse him and abuse him.
MAYOR
[Speaking at same time with CRIPPLES and BRIAN.]
What good is in a poet?
Has he money in a stocking,
Or cider in the cellar,
Or flitches in the chimney,
Or anything anywhere but his own idleness?
[BRIAN seizes MAYOR.
MAYOR
Help! help! Am I not in authority?
BRIAN
That’s how I’ll shout for the King!
MAYOR
Help! help! Am I not in the King’s place?
BRIAN
I’ll teach him to be kind to the poor!
MAYOR
Help! help! Wait till we are in Kinvara!
FIRST CRIPPLE
[Beating MAYOR on the legs with crutch.]
I’ll shake the royalty out of his legs!
SECOND CRIPPLE
[Burying his nails in MAYOR’S face.]
I’ll scrumble the ermine out of his skin!
[The CHAMBERLAIN comes down steps shouting, ‘Silence! silence! silence!’
CHAMBERLAIN
How dare you make this uproar at the doors,
Deafening the very greatest in the land,
As if the farmyards and the rookeries
Had all been emptied!
FIRST CRIPPLE
It is the Chamberlain.
[CRIPPLES go out.
CHAMBERLAIN
Pick up the litter there, and get you gone!
Be quick about it! Have you no respect
For this worn stair, this all but sacred door,
Where suppliants and tributary kings
Have passed, and the world’s glory knelt in silence?
Have you no reverence for what all other men
Hold honourable?
BRIAN
If I might speak my mind,
I’d say the King would have his luck again
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