Ossian Collection > Deirdre of the sorrows

CONCHUBOR
(severely but relieved thinc^s are no worse) Isn't it a
poor thing you're doing so little to school her to
meet what is to come ?
LAVARCHAM
I'm after serving you two score of years, and I'll tell
you this night, Conchubor, she's little call to mind
an old woman when she has the birds to school her,
and the pools in the rivers where she goes bathing in
the sun. I'll tell you if you seen her that time, with
her white skin, and her red lips and the blue water
and the ferns about her, you'd know maybe, and you
greedy itself, it wasn't for your like she was born at
all.
CONCHUBOR
It's little I heed for what she was born; she'll be my
comrade surely, (he examines her workbox)
LAVARCHAM
(sinking into sadness again) I'm in dread so they
were right saying she'd bring destruction on the
world; for it's a poor thing when you see a settled
man putting the love he has for a young child and
the love he has for a full woman on a girl the like of
her; and it's a poor thing, Conchubor, to see a high
king the way you are this day, prying after her need-
les and numbering her lines of thread.
CONCHUBOR
(getting up) Let you not be talking too far and you
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