Monologue

Naisi Monologue from Deirdre of the Sorrows

From Deirdre of the Sorrows by John Millington Synge

24 sec

— _quite cheerfully, sitting down beside her._ — At your age you should know there are nights when a king like Conchubor will spit upon his arm ring, and queens will stick their tongues out at the rising moon. We’re that way this night, and it’s not wine we’re asking only. Where is the young girl told us we might shelter here?

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