The Atlantic Book of Modern Plays

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Sterling Andrus Leonard
Atlantic monthly Press, 1921 - American drama - 324 pages

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Page 200 - If it was a hundred horses, or a thousand horses you had itself, what is the price of a thousand horses against a son where there is one son only?
Page 235 - The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away While the faeries dance in a place apart, Shaking their milk-white feet in a ring, Tossing their milk-white arms in the air; For they hear the wind laugh and murmur and sing Of a land where even the old are fair, And even the wise are merry of tongue; Bui I heard a reed of Coolaney say, " When the wind has laughed and murmured and sung, The lonely of heart is withered away.
Page 203 - Looking out. She's gone now. Throw it down quickly, for the Lord knows when she'll be out of it again. NORA Getting the bundle from the loft. The young priest said he'd be passing tomorrow, and we might go down and speak to him below if it's Michael's they are surely. CATHLEEN Taking the bundle. Did he say what way they were found? NORA Coming down.
Page 208 - They're all gone now, and there isn't anything more the sea can do to me. . . . I'll have no call now to be up crying and praying when the wind breaks from the south, and you can hear the surf is in the east, and the surf is in the west, making a great stir with the two noises, and they hitting one on the other.
Page 208 - I'll have no call now to be up crying and praying when the wind breaks from the south, and you can hear the surf is in the east, and the surf is in the west, making a great stir with the two noises, and they hitting one on the other. I'll have no call now to be going down and getting Holy Water in the dark nights after Samhain, and I won't care what way the sea is when the other women will be keening.
Page 200 - I've no halter the way I can ride down on the mare, and I must go now quickly. This is the one boat going for two weeks or beyond it, and the fair will be a good fair for horses I heard them saying below.
Page 213 - Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, Where nobody gets old and godly and grave, Where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue...
Page 205 - CATHLEEN AND NORA. Uah. [They crouch down in front of the old woman at the fire.] NORA. Tell us what it is you seen. MAURYA. I went down to the spring well, and I stood there saying a prayer to myself.
Page 198 - Cathleen (spinning the wheel rapidly). What is it you have? Nora. The young priest is after bringing them. It's a shirt and a plain stocking were got off a drowned man in Donegal. CATHLEEN stops her wheel with a sudden movement, and leans out to listen. Nora. We're to find out if it's Michael's they are, some time herself will be down looking by the sea.
Page 205 - Nora sits down at the chimney corner, with her back to the door. Maurya comes in very slowly, without looking at the girls, and goes over to her stool at the other side of the fire. The cloth with the bread is still in her hand. The girls look at each other, and Nora points to the bundle of bread.

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