t tains; in it a bed, and on the

        bed is t. two MERCS w a large book

        upon a table, arrange money, and so on.

        FIRSt MERC. to t lie I told about her ships

        And t about the herdsman lying sick,

        e soo muorrow.

        SEERC.     mice?

        FIRSt MERC.    fell and I o the man?headed owl,

        I o the cliffs of Donegal,

        And saheir vas full of wind

        And rusi?coloured sea

        t bring the woman grain and meal.

        t three days from us.

        SEERC. he dew rose

        I o t,

        And saw nine h

        it three days from us.

        FIRSt MERC. traffic.

        (PEASANtS croEIG and ShEMUS.)

        ShEMUS. e in, e in, you are wele.

        t is my    masters,

        And    deal here she is;

        S even know she was a fool,

        So great a fool she was.

        tEIG. S eat

        One crumb of bread bougers money,

        But lived oles, dock, and dandelion.

        S into her head

        t Deat thing    happen us.

        t sounds simple, fue grew rank

        it she had heard in chapel.

        Drao tain.

        (tEIG dra.)

        Youll not play the fool

        lemeo save you.

        SEERC.

        Si came t about in a throng,

        Like autumn leaves blohe dreary winds.

        e, deal??e, deal.

        FIRSt MERC. h us?

        S of spirit, Sir, h lack of food,

        Save four or five. hese;

        time.

        MIDDLE?AGED?MAN. I e to deal??if you give    price.

        FIRSt MERC (reading in a book)

        Joance, h dull mind,

        And quiet senses and uurous .

        t; two hundred s,

        All for a soul, a little breath of wind.

        there

        t no mere lapse of days    make me yours.

        FIRSt MERC.

        t ;often at night

        he is wakeful from a dread of growing poor,

        And theres any man

        t y."

        A PEASANt.    it?

        And I    midnight.

        ANOt. I    trust my moter this.

        FIRSt MERC. two hundred s.

        A PEASANt. ts plenty for a rogue.

        ANOt. Id give hing.

        S no more??so take ws offered you.

        (A general murmur, during o background,

        .)

        FIRSt MERC.    a better soul t?

        If only for t of your parisraffic h us.

        A OMAN.    will you give for mine?

        FIRSt MERC (reading in book)

        "Soft, ill young "??not muc;

        Its certain t to

        Knos he jar

        Bet."

        the sdalous book.

        FIRSt MERC. "Nor how when hes away

        At t e ws hid

        ill tap times upon t;

        tter, t is no reason

        hers.

        FIRSt MERC. Youre almost safe, I give you fifty s

        (Surns to go.)

        A hen.

        ShEMUS. oman, have sense?e, e.

        Is time to    the price?

        take it up. ts right.

        (Sakes to the crowd.)

        FIRSt MERe, deal, deal, deal. It is but for cy e buy suc all; a thousand sins

        Made ters long before we came.

        (ALEEL enters.)

        ALEEL. ake my soul, for I am tired of it.

        I do not ask a price.

        S ask a price?

        a price?

        I    listen to s;

        ess Cathleen has so crazed him

        ands w he is saying.

        ALEEL. trouble t ess Cathleen,

        t is in ed face,

        ts,

        A I know Id ake my soul.

        FIRSt MERC. e ot take your soul, for it is hers.

        ALEEL. No. but you must. Seeing it ot help her

        I ired of it.

        FIRSt MERC. Begone from me

        I may not touc.

        ALEEL. Is your power so small?

        And must I bear it h me all my days?

        May you be sed and mocked!

        FIRSt MERC. Drag him away.

        roubles me.

        (tEIG and So the crowd.)

        SEERC. her,

        ith shaking and a dreadful fear.

        FIRSt MERC. Lean forward

        And kiss t wers lips

        ere pressed upon it w us her;

        You shall have peace more.

        (SEERC kisses t t is about the

        MERC.)

        I, too, grow weary,

        But t

        Is drawing near??our labour will soon end.

        e, deal, deal, deal, deal, deal; are you all dumb?

        ,    home

        And from ternal revelry?

        SEERC. Deal, deal.

        S too low.

        FIRSt MERC. I offer t price: a?thousand s For an old woman who was always ugly.

        (An Old PEASANt OMAN es forward, and akes up a book and reads.)

        t little set down    her.

        "Solen eggs and fowl wimes were bad,

        But ter ;

        She never missed her chapel of a Sunday

        And ake up your money.

        OLD OMAN. God bless you, Sir.

        (She screams.)

        h me!

        FIRSt MERC. t name is like a fire to all damned souls.

        (Murmur among tS, w.)

        A PEASANt. !

        SED PEASANt. And maybe we shall scream so.

        t. I tell you there is no such place as hell.

        FIRSt MERC.    sucrifle turn you from your profit? e, deal; e, deal,

        MIDDLE?AGED MAN. Master, I am afraid.

        FIRSt MERC. I boughe souls gone.

        MIDDLE?AGED MAN. Give me my soul again.

        OMAN (going on o MERC)

        And take too, and give me mine.

        SEERC. Bear bastards, drink or follow some wild fancy; Fhe souls

        work,

        And you have none.

        (the woman off.)

        PEASANt. e, lets away.

        ANOt. Yes, yes.

        ANOt. e quickly; if t woman    screamed I would    my soul.

        ANOt. e, e away.

        (turn to door, but are stopped by ss of "tess

        Catess Cat;)

        CAtering) And so you trade once more?

        FIRSt MER spite of you.

        brings you    he sapphire eyes?

        CAto barter a soul freat price.

        SEERC.    matter, if the price?

        CAtarve, the people go

        to you. I hem

        And it is in my ears by night and day,

        And I would housand s

        t I may feed till th go by.

        FIRSt MERC. . It may be t.

        CAthere is more:

        t you    must be set free.

        FIRSt MERC. e kno one soul ts he price.

        CAt seems a priceless thing.

        SEERC. You offer us??

        CAthLEEN. I offer my own soul.

        A PEASANt. Do not, do not, for souls the like of ours

        Are not precious to God as your soul is.

        O! w would    you, lady?

        ANOt.

        Look    gloves.

        FIRSt MERC. Five he souls even

        while you speak

        of our bond, because your face

        on ts.

        But you must sign, for    no form

        In buying a soul like yours.

        SEERC. Sign his quill.

        It he cock

        t crowed wer dared deny er,

        And all w    honour in hell.

        (CAto sign.)

        ALEEL (rus o the

        heavens.

        CAts; I hear a cry??a cry.

        ALEEL (casting t on the ground)

        I have seen a vision under a green hedge,

        A    shall hear

        tay skull

        Over tain?tops.

        FIRSt MERC. take him away.

        (tEIG and S S.

        CAt and signs, turns toS.)

        CAtake up th me;

        ed place

        I will give everybody money enough.

        (S, tS crowding round wo MERCS

        are left alone.)

        SEERC. e must a until she dies,

        Sitting above owo grey owls,

        aiting as many years as may be, guarding

        Our precious jeing to seize her soul.

        FIRSt MERC. e need but es. hen she signed

        began to break. hush, hush, I hear

        ts hinges,

        And ternal revelry float her

        to en us.

        SEERC. Leap feathe air

        A in your claws.

        (t. ALEEL crao t has fallen and gradually darkens as

        tant muttering of torm.)

        ALEEL. tands wide, and Balor es

        Borne in ed

        t of old

        turned gods to stone; Baracraitor, es

        And tin,

        t cast a druid weakness and decay

        Over Sualtems and old Decteras child;

        And t great king    took hold upon

        ,

        And all ted to one side,

        For eace

        itinate, crafty, sidelong bitterness.

        ( as ts. OOers.)

        Crouc of torm.

        OONA. ess Cathis day

        ears, and w

        trembled,

        And no know where she is gone.

        ALEEL. Cathan us,

        And the hollow world.

        Demons are out, old heron.

        OONA. God guard her soul.

        ALEEL. Sered it ahis very hour,

        As the world.

        And the hollow world.

        (s downward.)

        First, Orciful head alive,

        ing

        Uhe dawn, for she who awoke desire

        a    of blood whers die;

        About itude

        Of    laughter

        Be    of the blood made sin,

        But all ttle pink?we nails have grown

        to be great talons.

        (o the room

        and Points do gestures. the wind roars.)

        they begin a song

        And till some musi tongues.

        OONA (casting he floor)

        O, Maker of all, protect he demons,

        And if a soul must need be lost, take mine.

        (ALEEL kneels beside    does not seem to S return. the

        tESS CAthere as if dead.)

        OONA. O, t so many pitchers h clay

        Swo!

        (ShLEEN.)

        A PEASANt. e ree wurns,

        ed away.

        And ws

        Blaed t

        Dra bolt, for no man has beheld

        So black, bitter, blinding, and sudden a storm.

        (One w.)

        CAtigorm

        Is dragging me away.

        (OONA takes o wail.)

        PEASANt. hush!

        PEASANtS. hush!

        PEASANt OMEN hush!

        Ot OMEN hush!

        CAt

        to every man and woman: judge, and give

        Acc to their needs.

        A PEASANt OMAN. And will she give

        Enougo keep my ch?

        ANOt OMAN.

        O, Queen of s,

        Let us and ours be lost so she be shriven.

        CAthLEEN. Bend down your faces, Oona and Aleel;

        I gaze upon the swallow gazes

        Upon t uhe eave, before

        Sers. Do not weep

        too great a where is many a dle

        On tar though one fall. Aleel,

        the woods,

        t kno the world,

        breatheir kind bodies, farewell

        And farewell, Oona, you wh me,

        And bore me in your arms about the house

        a cherefore happy,

        t dance.

        torm is in my    go.

        (She dies.)

        OONA. Brihe looking?glass.

        (A OMAN brings it to    of t over t

        for a moment. And then she speaks in a half scream:)

        O, she is dead!

        A PEASANt. S he world.

        A PEASANt. Siful tars.

        AN OLD PEASANt OMAN. ttle plant I love is broken in two.

        (ALEEL takes looking?glass from OONA and flings it upon t it is broken in many pieces.)

        ALEEL. I ster you in fragments, for the face

        t brimmed you up y is no more:

        And die, dull , for she whose mournful words

        Made you a living spirit has passed away

        A you but a ball of passionate dust.

        And you, proud eart!

        For you may eri,

        But are left lonely amid the clamorous war

        Of angels upon devils.

        (ands up; almost every one is kneeling, but it    only fused forms    be seen.)

        And I who weep

        Call curses on you, time and Fate and ge,

        And     t hour

        tomless space.

        (A flasning folloely by thunder.)

        A PEASANt OMAN. Pull him upon his knees before his curses

        ning on our heads.

        ALEEL. Angels and devils clashe middle air,

        And brazen swords g upon brazen helms.

        (A flasning folloely by thunder.)

        Yonder a brig out of a sling,

        orn the dark s

        Fly screaming as tura of old.

        (Everyt in darkness.)

        AN OLD MAN. ty    reat ed out t

        die.

        (t. tS seem to be kneeling upon the rocky slope of a

        mountain, and

        vapour full of storm and ever?c is s, haff

        in tand armed angels. ted.

        tand as if upon the air

        in formation of battle and look doern faces.

        tS cast the ground.)

        ALEEL. Look no more on tes of hell,

        But speak to me, wten of God,

        t it may be no more al things,

        And tell of here.

        (he angels.)

        till you speak

        You s drift iernity.

        t beats does of pearl are he floor of peace,

        And Mary of times wounded

        he long blessed hair

        of Lights

        Looks alive, not the deed,

        the deed alone.

        (ALEEL releases the ANGEL and kneels.)

        OONA. tell the floor of peace

        t I o her I love;

        t black oxehe world,

        And God them on behind,

        And I am broken by t.

        (A sound of far?off o e from t of t. ts ahe forms of

        tS appear faintly in the darkness.)
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