Nora Monologue from In the Shadow of the Glen

From In the Shadow of the Glen by J. M. (John Millington) Synge

female · contemplative · 48 sec

(Taking the stocking with money from her pocket, and putting it on the table.) I do be thinking in the long nights it was a big fool I was that time, Micheal Dara, for what good is a bit of a farm with cows on it, and sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door the like of that door, and seeing nothing but the mists rolling down the bog, and the mists again, and they rolling up the bog, and hearing nothing but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain.

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