FERGUS.
Come, let us look if there’s a messenger
From Conchubar’s house. A little way without
One sees the road for half a mile or so,
Where the trees thin or thicken.
NAISI.
When those we love
Speak words unfitting to the ear of kings,
FERGUS.
FERGUS.
Come, let us look if there’s a messenger
From Conchubar’s house. A little way without
One sees the road for half a mile or so,
Where the trees thin or thicken.
NAISI.
When those we love
Speak words unfitting to the ear of kings,
FERGUS.