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OONA. O, that so many pitchers of rough clay Should prosper and the porcelain break in two!
(She kisses the hands Of CATHLEEN.)
A PEASANT. We were under the tree where the path turns When she grew pale as death and fainted away.
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.)
PEASANTS. Hus.h.!.+
PEASANTS Hus.h.!.+
PEASANT WOMEN. Hus.h.!.+
OTHER PEASANT WOMEN. Hus.h.!.+
CATHLEEN. (half rising) Lay all the bags of money in a heap, And when I am gone, old Oona, share them out To every man and woman: judge, and give According to their needs.
A PEASANT WOMAN. And will she give Enough to keep my children through the dearth?
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 She 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 dancers of the woods, That know not the hard burden of the world, Having but breath in their kind bodies, farewell And farewell, Oona, you who played with me And bore me in your arms about the house When I was but a child-and therefore happy, Therefore happy even like those that dance.
The storm is in my hair and I must go.
(She dies.)
OONA. Bring me the looking-gla.s.s.
(A WOMAN brings it to her out of inner room. OONA holds gla.s.s over the lips of CATHLEEN. All is Silent for a moment, then she speaks in a half-scream.)
O, she is dead!
A PEASANT. She was the great white lily of the world.
A PEASANT. She was more beautiful than the pale stars.
AN OLD PEASANT WOMAN. The little plant I loved is broken in two.
(ALEEL takes looking-gla.s.s from OONA and flings it upon floor, so that it is broken in many pieces.)
ALEEL. I shatter you in fragments, for the face That brimmed you up with beauty is no more; And die, dull heart, for you that were a mirror Are but a ball of pa.s.sionate dust again!
And level earth and plumy sea, rise up!
And haughty sky, fall down!
A PEASANT WOMAN. Pull him upon his knees, His curses will pluck lightning on our heads.
ALEEL. Angels and devils clash in the middle air, And brazen swords clang upon brazen helms.
Look, look, a spear has gone through Belial's eye!
(A winged ANGEL, carrying a torch and a sword, enters from the R.
with eyes fixed upon some distant thing. The ANGEL is about to pa.s.s out to the L. when ALEEL speaks. The ANGEL Stops a moment and turns.)
Look no more on the half-closed gates of h.e.l.l, But speak to me whose mind is smitten of G.o.d, That it may be no more with mortal things: And tell of her who lies there.
(The ANGEL turns again and is about to go, but is seized by ALEEL.)
Till you speak You shall not drift into eternity.
ANGEL. The light beats down; the gates of pearl are wide.
And she is pa.s.sing to the floor of peace, And Mary of the seven times wounded heart Has kissed her lips, and the long blessed hair Has fallen on her face; the Light of Lights Looks always on the motive, not the deed, The Shadow of Shadows on the deed alone.
(ALEEL releases the ANGEL and kneels.)
OONA. Tell them who walk upon the floor of peace.
That I would die and go to her I love, The years like great black oxen tread the world, And G.o.d the herdsman goads them on behind, And I am broken by their pa.s.sing feet.
