Fergus Monologue from Deirdre of the Sorrows

From Deirdre of the Sorrows by John Millington Synge

male · contemplative · 47 sec

— giving him parchments. — There are your sureties and Conchubor’s seal. I am your surety with Conchubor. You’ll not be young always, and it’s time you were making yourselves ready for the years will come, building up a homely dun beside the seas of Ireland, and getting in your children from the princes’ wives. It’s little joy wandering till age is on you and your youth is gone away, so you’d best come this night, for you’d have great pleasure putting out your foot and saying, “I am in Ireland, surely.”

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