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PREFACE. Experienced at playing the big stages at festivals, art galleries, clubs (recently supporting Andy Irvine) and performing house concerts and intimate acoustic shows. Shakespeare wrote over 150 sonnets! She whispers with Michael. MICHAEL -- standing up with the tin canin his hand. PRIEST -- waving her away. This wasnearly always so in Spain and England andFrance when the drama was at its richest --the infancy and decay of the drama tend tobe didactic -- but in these days the playhouseis too often stocked with the drugs of manyseedy problems, or with the absinthe or ver-mouth of the last musical comedy. -- God save your reverence. SARAH -- kicking up the ashes with herfoot. -- It's gonethey are, and I with my feet that weak underme you'd knock me down with a rush, andmy head with a noise in it the like of whatyou'd hear in a stream and it running betweentwo rocks and rain falling. All Rights Reserved. I do notthink that these country people, who have somuch humor themselves, will mind beinglaughed at without malice, as the people inevery country have been laughed at in theirown comedies. )The divil mend you, I'm scalded again! -- It's destroy-ed you must be hearing the sins of the ruralpeople on a fine spring. SCENE: A Village roadside after nightfall.A fire of sticks is burning near the ditch alittle to the right. Don't have a personal account yet? -- Don't mind her at all, yourreverence. MICHAEL -- moodily, sitting down andbeginning to work at a tin can. The setting of this play is a roadside near a chapel in rural Ireland. SARAH -- eagerly. The author's only comedy, it is set on a roadside near a chapel in rural Ireland. Yeats attended this performance and walked out after the first act. PRIEST. Synge (1871 - 1909) . And I'm thinking it should begreat game to hear a scholar, the like of you,speaking Latin to the saints above. The dam was then brushed away. It's too much you have taken.Let you stretch yourself out and take a longsleep; for isn't that the best thing any womancan do, and she an old drinking heathen likeyourself. Play Type. --Will that fit you now? [She puts the can in the ditch. MARY -- holding the jug with both herhands, in a stilted voice. -- It'll be small joy foryourself if you aren't ready with my weddingring. SARAH. possibly including full books or essays about J. M. Synge written by other authors featured on this site. SARAH. -- Let you be sitting here and keepinga great blaze, the way he can look on my face;and let you seem to be working, for it's greatlove the like of him have to talk of work. « The Playboy of the Western World | index |  -- The bles-sing of the Almighty God be on you, holyfather, and that He may reward and watchyou from this present day. MICHAEL. SARAH -- musingly. Fan of this book? If it's starving you are itself,I'm thinking it's well for the like of you thatdo be drinking when there's drouth on you,and lying down to sleep when your legs arestiff. Let you rouse up,now, if it's a poor, single man you are itself,and I'll be singing you songs unto the dawnof day. SARAH -- scornfully. Literature Network » J. M. Synge » The Tinker's Wedding » Act I. Are you sure you want to remove the page from "My Saved Items"? -- It's at the dawn ofday I do be thinking I'd have a right to begoing off to the rich tinker's do be travellingfrom Tibradden to the Tara Hill; for it'd bea fine life to be driving with young JauntingJim, where there wouldn't be any big hillsto break the back of you, with walking up andwalking down. SARAH -- putting her down, to the priest,half laughing. PRIEST -- breaking away. Discuss with other readers. -- Let you hold yourtongue; let you be quiet, Sarah Casey. Of the things which nourish the imaginationhumour is one of the most needful, and it isdangerous to limit or destroy it. If you belong to such an institution please Log In, Use your personal account to save 'favourite' articles, chapters and books. MARY -- singing, and holding the jug inher hand* -- A lonesome ditch in Ballygan The day you're beating a tenpenny can; A lonesome bank in Ballyduff The time . -- And whattime will you do the thing I'm asking, holyfather? (Shepats him on the knee.) -- It's a hardlife, I'm telling you, a hard life, Mary Byrne;and there's the bishop coming in the morning,and he an old man, would have you destroyedif he seen a thing at all. -- That'll be a sacredand a sainted joy! MARY. (1935). a jesuit priest wrote 300 aphorisms on living life called "The Art of In the 1600s, Balthasar Gracian, Published by Good Press. ... As the title suggests, the main characters are Irish Tinkers. MARY -- comes in singing* -- And when we asked him what way he'd die, And he hanging unrepented, "Begob," says Larry, "that's all in my eye, By the clergy first invented.".