• Deirdre

Ferg066

NAISI.
Now, noble brothers, we may arm ourselves,
Nor wound protecting pride. Make fast the doors.
Give me my corselet.

DEIRDRE.
Let me brace it on.
The helmet, Levarcam.

LEVARCAM.
We'll dress our lord
Most like a royal champion,

DEIRDRE.
Like a God
We'll send him forth to trample all things base.

NAISI.
Oh dear-loved Deirdre, thy advice was good.
I had been wiser, had I taken it,
And all of us, I dread, had safer been.
Yet thou dost not reproach me.

DEIRDRE.
No reproach
From lips of Deirdre shalt thou ever hear.
All that my noble lord has done was right,
Wise, and magnanimous.

NAISI.
I did my best,
Though that but ill, for honour.

DEIRDRE,
I, my best,
Though that but weak and petulant, for love :
And now for love will do whate'er remains.

NAISI.
Ardan, learn for us what they do without.

ARDAN.
They've summoned fresh battalions. Till these come
They siege us at a distance.

NAISI.
Then, we strike
Before their aids come up. Thou'rt ready, dear.
To share this venture ?

DEIRDRE.
Ready, if near thee.

Ferg066
Coverage: 
1880
Keywords: 
Reproach, Weak, Battalions
Citation: 
Linen Hall Library, "Ferg066", Northern Ireland Literary Archive, accessed Mon, 07/13/2020 - 15:13, https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg066