The Playboy of the Western World. Deirdre of the Sorrows. Poems. Translations from Petrarch. Translations from Villon and Others. Appendix

The Playboy of the Western World. Deirdre of the Sorrows. Poems. Translations from Petrarch. Translations from Villon and Others. Appendix

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By (author) J M Synge, By (author) John Millington Synge

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  • Publisher: Rarebooksclub.com
  • Format: Paperback | 42 pages
  • Dimensions: 189mm x 246mm x 2mm | 95g
  • Publication date: 13 September 2013
  • ISBN 10: 1236761839
  • ISBN 13: 9781236761835
  • Illustrations note: black & white illustrations

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 edition. Excerpt: ...little I care if you put a bag on her back, and went picking cockles till the hour of death; but my son and myself will be going our own way, and we'll have great times from this out telling stories of the villainy of Mayo, and the fools is here. (To Christy, who is freed.) Come on now. K CHRIsTY. Go with you, is it? I will then, like a gallant captain with his heathen! slave. Go on now and I'll see you from this day stewing my oatmeal and washing my spuds, for I'm master of all fights from now. (Pushing Mahon.) Go on, I'm saying. MAHoN. Is it me? CHRIsTY. Not a word out of you. Go on from this. MAHoN (walking out and looking back at Christy over his shoulder). Glory be to God! (With a broad smile.) I am crazy again. (Goes.) '/CHRIsTY. Ten thousand blessings upon all that's here, for you've turned me a likely gafier in the end of all, the way I'll go romancing through a romping lifetime from this hour to the dawning of the judgment day. (He goes out.), MICHAEL. By the will of God, we'll have peace now for our drinks. Will you draw the porter, Pegeen? SHAwN (going up to her). It's a miracle Father Reilly can wed us in the end of all, and we'll have none to trouble us when his vicious bite is healed. PEGEEN (hitting him a box on the ear). Quit my sight. (Putting her shawl over her head and breaking out into wild lamentations.) Oh, my grief, I've lost him surely. I've lost the only Playboy of the Western World. CURTAIN. DEIRDRE OF THE SORROWS PERSONS IN THE PLd2' LAvARCHAM, Deirdre's nurse OLD WoMAN, Lavarcham's servant OwEN, Conchubor's attendant and spy CoNCHUEoR, High King if Ulster FERGUS, Conchubor's friend DEIRDRE NAIsI, ...

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