[{"node":{"title":"Ferg065","Collections":"Deirdre","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1880","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, February 4, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Ferg065","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Barracks, Blood, Glorious","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg065","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg065_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeffDEIRDRE.\nThey force the door. \n\nILLAN.\nWe'll meet and drive them to their barracks back.\nThrow the door open ! Charge upon the knaves ! \n\nLEVARCAM.\nOh ye good heavens, what a man is here\nWe counted but an hour ago a boy 1\nHe darts upon them fiercer than a hawk\nStriking at pigeons. With a swifter whirl\nThan arms of windmills and than grinding wheels.\nHe makes the red rout through and over them.\nHah ! from his strokes they tumble and rebound\nAs shocks that jump upon the threshing floor.\nThere's Fergus's true blood ! The other one\nIs none of his : there Fergus was played false.\nOh, well done, Ulan ! Glorious youth, well done ! \n\nDEIRDRE.\n'Twas tender of dishonour set aflame\nHis soul's unconscious reservoirs of wrath\nThat, blazing forth, do so transfigure him,\nAnd of the soft-aff'ection'd, gentle youth\nMake the heroic, formidable man.\nHe fires the very moonlight with his blade,\nFlash upon flash. \n\nLEVARCAM.\nOh, hark the dreadful clang. \n\nDEIRDRE.\nHe fights with Conor. It is Conor's shield\nScreams, clamours, and resounds beneath his blows.\nSpeed him, kind Gods ! Ah me, who strikes between ? \n\nLEVARCAM.\n'Tis Cormac to his father's rescue come.\nAlack, young Ulan cannot combat both.\nHe falls : he's slain : his broken band return. \n\nDEIRDRE.\nLeaderless remnant of brave friends, come in. \n","Type":"Text"}}]