tag:https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/node/%25/atom 2026-04-04T03:18:05+01:00 admin niwa@bt48.com 546 Monday, June 27, 2016 - 16:12 Deirdre Linen Hall Library 1880 Linen Hall Library Thursday, February 4, 2016 TIFF Ferg036 Manuscript Naisi, Deirdre, Wretched English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg036 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg036_0.jpg LHL Archive DEIRDRE. Thou'rt sad. NAISI, Not sad. DEIRDRE. Say not thou art not sad, Else I, more sad, shall say thou lovest me not. NAISI. I love thee, Deirdre ; ever : only thee. DEIRDRE. Whence, then, that naughty knitting of the brow And turning of the eye away from mine ? NAISI. Not wholly sadness ; but I own at times My mind is fretted with impatience Of longer exile in these Alban wilds. DEIRDRE. And, wretched me! I am the cause of it NAISI. Think not I would reproach thee. Were't to do Again, again I'd do it ; and defy Conor's worst malice. Justly he may rage Losing his destined jewel, which to wear, I glory ; though but few its splendour see. DEIRDRE. Enough for me the wearer. Were the world Peopled by but us two, I were content. NAISI. Not so with me. Love makes the woman's life Within-doors and without ; but, out of doors, Text Monday, June 27, 2016 - 16:12