Conchubor Monologue from John Millington Synge

From John Millington Synge by Deirdre of the Sorrows

44 sec

There’s one sorrow has no end surely — that’s being old and lonesome. But you and I will have a little peace in Emain, with harps playing, and old men telling stories at the fall of night. I’ve let build rooms for our two selves, Deirdre, with red gold upon the walls and ceilings that are set with bronze. There was never a queen in the east had a house the like of your house, that’s waiting for yourself in Emain. SOLDIER — _running in._ — Emain is in flames. Fergus has come back and is setting fire to the world. Come up, Conchubor, or your state will be destroyed!

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