Monologue

Wise Man Monologue from The Hour Glass

From The Hour Glass by W. B. (William Butler) Yeats

male · anguished · 1:09 min

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Tell me, tell me! For under the cover the grains are falling, and when they are all fallen I shall die; and my soul will be lost if I have not found somebody that believes! Speak, speak! FOOL (looking wise). No, no, I won't tell you what is in my mind, and I won't tell you what is in my bag. You might steal away my thoughts. I met a bodach on the road yesterday, and he said, "Teigue, tell me how many pennies are in your bag. I will wager three pennies that there are not twenty pennies in your bag; let me put in my hand and count them." But I pulled the strings tighter, like this; and when I go to sleep every night I hide the bag where no one knows.

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40s · fear · death · identity · isolation · trust

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