Princess: I will wipe them away! I will not
give in to danger or to dragons! No one will
see a dark face on me. I am a king's daughter
of Ireland, I did not come out of a herd's hut like
Deirdre that went sighing and lamenting till she
was put to death, the world being sick and tired
of her complaints, and her finger at her eye dripping
tears!
Nurse: That's right, now. You had always
great courage.
Princess: There is like a change within me.
You never will hear a cross word from me again.
I would wish to be pleasant and peaceable until
such time ...
(Puts handkerchief to eyes and goes.)
Dall Glic: (Coming in.) The King is greatly
put out with all he went through, and the way
the passion rose in him a while ago.
Nurse: That he may be twenty times worse
before he is better! Showing such fury towards
the innocent child the way he did!
Dall Glic: The Queen has brought him to the
grass plot for to give him his exercise, walking his
seven steps east and west.
Nurse: Hasn't she great power over him to
make him to that much?
Dall Glic: I tell you I am in dread of her myself.
Some plan she has for making my two eyes equal.
I vexed her someway, and she got queer and humpy,
and put a lip on herself, and said she would take
me in hand. I declare I never will have a minute's
ease thinking of it.
Nurse: The King should have done his seven
steps, for I hear her coming.