The Well of the Saints: A Comedy in Three Acts

Name: The Well of the Saints: A Comedy in Three Acts
Author: J. M. Synge

by J. M. Synge

Pages: about 57
Category: Literature & Fiction
Language: English
Reading time: 62 min at 250 wpm

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From the opening

[Roadside with big stones, etc., on the right; low loose wall at back with gap near centre; at left, ruined doorway of church with bushes beside it. Martin Doul and Mary Doul grope in on left and pass over to stones on right, where they sit.]
MARY DOUL. raising her head. — The length of that! Well, the sun’s getting warm this day if it’s late autumn itself.
MARTIN DOUL. putting out his hands in sun. — What way wouldn’t it be warm and it getting high up in the south? You were that length plaiting your yellow hair you have the morning lost on us, and the people are after passing to the fair of Clash.
MARY DOUL. It isn’t going to the fair, the time they do be driving their cattle and they with a litter of pigs maybe squealing in their carts, they’d give us a thing at all. (She sits down.) It’s well you know that, but you must be talking.
MARTIN DOUL. sitting down beside her and beginning to shred rushes she gives him. — If I didn’t talk I’d be destroyed in a short while listening to the clack you do be making, for you’ve a queer cracked voice, the Lord have mercy on you, if it’s fine to look on you are itself.
MARY DOUL. Who wouldn’t have a cracked voice sitting out all the year in the rain falling? It’s a bad life for the voice, Martin Doul, though I’ve heard tell there isn’t anything like the wet south wind does be blowing upon us for keeping a white beautiful skin — the like of my skin — on your neck and on your brows, and there isn’t anything at all like a fine skin for putting splendour on a woman.
MARTIN DOUL. teasingly, but with good humour.

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The Well of the Saints: A Comedy in Three Acts

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