Monologue

Mary Monologue from The Land of Heart's Desire

From The Land of Heart's Desire by W. B. (William Butler) Yeats

female · defiant · 1:08 min

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Come, faeries, take me out of this dull house! Let me have all the freedom I have lost; Work when I will and idle when I will! Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame. (FATHER HART: You cannot know the meaning of your words.) Father, I am right weary of four tongues: A tongue that is too crafty and too wise, A tongue that is too godly and too grave, A tongue that is more bitter than the tide, And a kind tongue too full of drowsy love, Of drowsy love and my captivity. (SHAWN BRUIN leads her to a seat at the left of the door.)

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20s · longing · freedom · isolation · identity · captivity

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