Monologue

Oona Monologue from The Land of Heart's Desire

From The Land of Heart's Desire by W.B. Yeats

female · melancholic · 42 sec

Now lay your head once more upon my knees. I will sing how Fergus drove his brazen cars. [She chaunts with the thin voice of age. Who will go drive with Fergus now, And pierce the deep woods’ woven shade, And dance upon the level shore? Young man, lift up your russet brow, And lift your tender eyelids, maid, And brood on hopes and fears no more. You have dropped down again into your trouble. You do not hear me.

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