The colleen bawn, or, The brides of Garryowen : a domestic drama in three acts


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The colleen bawn, or, The brides of Garryowen : a domestic drama in three acts

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THE COLLEEN BAWX: OR, ,. ' '. \. lnrnnm, i n

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T H E COLLEEN BAvVN, _ : . O R , ' T H E BRIDES OF G!RRYOWEN_. B Y , DION BOUCICAULT: / r a,,Jj,Ar i dnik11k Of ~HtJvt,t.-~ , Our_ /J.ra.J1 f 1/'t1"u11:J /J eLL-15>? . 1% "'14 t ' c.,,,,._ 1J2-trill.h'U 1{_4.L/ k/0 ~U,J-4 .M,../U(,<.R,~,/t; / ./ht.R/ ;/7u' <: :/aud-~ u.1/1.1 ~ Ji. pa:,~ /v--, -~' M,~ t!~ie./ .. • . Zu>v/4> u . lwL S tri,<]'4, {' o-p-v I UJ 4--3 ,/.vl A, t~ L,Ull_ , t/.--j[/h 1en1 "'L .J/ ~,1y,,_Lf, i .n:+i_ CORY , /i._ ~u-nev/ i?tl! , Ce__ AT THE UNIVERSI T Y PRESS , TRINITY COLLEGE, DUJ!LIN , BY M . H . GILL . 186 1 .

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DRAMATIS PERSON.lE. EILY O'CONNOR (the Colleen Bawn) . ANNE CHUTE (the Colleen Ruadh) . MRS. CREGAN. SHEELAH. KATHLEEN CREAGH . DUCIE BLENNERHASSETT . ,ADA CREAGH. PATRICE O'MOORE . MYLES-NA-COPP ALEEN , HARDRESS CREGAN, DANNY MA~"TN. KYRLE DALY. FATHER TOM. MR. CORRIGAN. HYLAND CREAGH. MR. O'MOORE. :SERVANT.

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THE COLLEEN BAWN. . .. J id th! jirst . ~ / ,

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'THE C O LLEE N B A W N . AGT I. SCENE I. ' Tor e Cregan, th e residence of Mns. CREGAN, on the Banks oj Killarney.-Niglit . Homa ji-.7:tril Enter R.rnnRESS CREGAN from the House . HaRDREss [ at back]. .Hist, Danny ! Are you there? DANNY [appearing above a rock]. Is it yerself, Ma.sth e r Rardress ? HARD RESS. ls the boat ready? DANNY. Snug under the Blue Rock, Sir. HARDRESS. . Does Eily expect me to-night? DANNY. Expect, is it? .'.];here is a letther she bade me give ye{ Sure , he young thing i s never asy when you are away . Look, Mas-

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' O THE COLLEEN BA WN. [4CT I , ther dear, d'ye see that light no bigger than a star _ beyant on Muckross Head? HA.RD RESS. Yes; it is the signal which my love leaves burning in our chamber. DANNY, All night long she sits beside that light, wid her face fixed on that lamp, in your windy above. HARDRESS, Dear, dear Eily ! After all here are asleep, I will leap from +my window, and will cross the lake. DANNY. Where did I put that letter? Enter KYRLE Du.Y . XY.RLE. Hardres s , who is that with you? HARDRESS. Only Danny Mann, my boatman. KYRLE. That fellow is like your shadow. DANNY, Is it a cripple like me that would be the shadow of an iligant gentleman like M:r. Hardress Cregan ? KYRLE. Well , I mean that he never leaves your side. HA.RDRESS, And he nev e r s hall leave me. Ten years ago he was a fine boy-we were foster-brothers and playmates-in a moment of passion, while w e were struggling, I flung him from the Gap Rock into the Reeks below, and thus he was maimed for life. DANNY. Arrah, whisht , aroon, would not I die for yez? Didn't the

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SCEXE r.] THE COLLEEN J3A "\\"K. s am e m ot h e r fosther us?-why wouldn ' t ye brake me back, if it pla s crl ye, an d w el kim? Oh M:asther Kyrle ! if ye'd seen fiim nurs in' m e for mon t hs, an' o ryin' ove r me, au' keenin'. Sin that time, Sir , m e body's been c rimpin' up smaller and sma ller every ~ ' but my heart i s g e ttin' bi gge r for him every day. IlARDllESS . Go a long, Dan ny . DA.XNY. L ong life t'ye, Sir, I'm off. KYRLE. 1/ H a rdress, a word with you1 be honest with me. + A).!nO Chute? HARDRESF, 1Yhy tlo you ask? KYRU). [ Exit. Do yo love J3rc~uso we ham bee n schoolrnatc-R, and fri e nd s through life ; a,nd the fi V P ye;irn that I h a Y e pa ssed at sea ha,e stre ngth ened, bu t ltarn n o t <.;O,)ltd my feeli ng; towards you . -LOffers lii s liand . J lLUWR},SS. :Xor mine to you, Kyrlo. You a r e tho same nobl e fellow as en:r.-[ Enter 11Rs . C1tEG.\N, from the lioitse. J -~You ask me i f I lu,e my c o u s in Anne . l\lRS. C REG ,tN. },. nc.l I ,,ill answer you, l[r. Daly . 11.\ RDP.ESS. l\IRS. CREG AK. "'.! :: 8•.m and J [iss Chu te are engaged. Exc use m e , K yrle, for i• 11 ;:1,_.-11 Yn111 ~!'•ct; but I h a m obsor,ed your love for Anne -,. , 1 , • l l , 1 p e y uur h eart is n ot so fa r gone as to be ' ''. 't'l')'? liTRLE. rorgi,e me, 1i:r s . Cregan; but ar e you cutain that M:iss Ch~t e rmlJ y i s in lc,Ye with H ardrrss? •

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1 2 THE COL LEEN B.A. WN. [ A C T I. MRS. C R E GAN. Look a t him ! I'm s ur e no g i r l could d o that, a nd doubt it. KYRLE. But I'm not a girl, M a ' a m; and s ur e , if you are mistak en~ HARDRESS. My beli e f is, that Ann e does not car e a tok e n for me, and like s Kyrl e b ette r. :r,rne. CREGAN. You ar e an old friend s i m:7 i8~, and I may confide to you a family secr e t . The extravagan c e of my hu s band left th/ estat e deepl y involv ed. By this marriage with .A.nne Chute, w e redeem e very acr e of our barony ; my Son and she have been brought up a s chi l dren togeth e r , and don't know their true feelings yet. HA.RDRESS. Stop, Mother ! I know this . I would not wed my cousin, if s he did not love me; not if she carried the who l e Coupty Kerry 1n h e r poc k e t, and the Barony of K e nmare in the c rown of her hat. MRS. CREGAN . Do you hear the proud blood of the Cre gans? HARDRES S. vVoo her, Ky.rle, if you like, a nd win h e r if you can . I'll ba c k y o u. Ent e r Amrn Cn u T E . ANNJ;;. So will I. What's the bet? MRS. CREGAN. Hush! ANNE. I'd like to have a bet on Kyrle. . . J HaUDRESS. Well , Anne, I'll tell you what it wa s ,

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~CENE L] THE COLLEEN BA WN. 1'3 MllS. CREGAN\ H ardress ! ANNE. Rull a ' cno @Hie, aunt, and let the boy go on. HABDRESS . Kyrle wanted to know if the dark brown colt, Hardress Cregan, was going to walk over the course for the Anne Chute Stake~ or whether it was a scrub race, open to all? ANNE. I'm :a:oo trad e I ll llf:lpaloene, maleer~md Bidd:y!l. MRS, CREGAN . How can you trifle with a heart like Kyrle's? / ANNE, 0,, ct(1 Trifle! kmt can lie n a trifle, if b.0'e aH i n f!Of,Ht.ioa. Enter a S e rvant . SERVANT, Squire Corrigan, Ma'am, begs to see you. MRS. CREGAN, .A.t this hour! what can the fellow want. Show Mr. Corrigan here.-[Ex it Ser vant.]-! hate this man; he was my husband's agent, or what the people here call a middle-manAvulgarly polite, J -and impudently obsequious. HA.RDRESS, Genus squireen, a half-sir, and a whole scoundreL ANNE, --I know-a potatoe on a silver plate. I'll lea v e you to peel him. Come , Mr. Daly, take me for a moonlight walk, and be funny. XYRLE. H Funny, Ma'am llm afraid I am/ , J:;e1 -eavy you mean ; :,,oe ,NI le!eugk t;ke WO!'la likc-1t +--It ANNE, yn,L-. ' . f'ht,t~ p~z_ ~ &d,L' c{//2,~ 3-'nz_. ~l ~?,,tJv-e--~< au_ h,~

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i4 TH E COLLEE~ BA WN . hgssbooa ef .. hi sl.e5, btt~j on only W?R.t tappmb fer fun , md &pirits to flow out spontaneous H o ld that g love, n o w ( you a r e fr o m B a llinaslo e , I think. ' f KY ilLE. I'm C onna ught t o the cor e of m y h ea rt. ANNE. T o the roots o f your h a ir, you m ean. Give m e y o ur arm. It' . like t h e boo m o f a t e n-gun brig. I b ought a horse a t B a llina s lo e 1/ fair that d e c e iv e d m e , I hop e you won' t turn out to belong to the ; sa m e famil y. -... KYRLE, What did h e d o ? ANNE, Oh, like you, h e look e d w ell enough-deep in the ch est as t h e PoulaDhiol , and bro11-d in the back as the G a p of Dunl oe; but, aft e r two days ' w arm work, h e ca m e all to-pi eces a nd L arry, m y groom, said h e'd been s tu c k togeth e r wi t h glu e . K YRLE. Really , Miss Chute ! 't~i'~~t . HARDRESS [l auglfing]. Tha t girl is a s wild as a coppaleen-s h e won ' t l eave Him a h afr On his h e ad. Enter Servant, sliowing in CORRIGAN. CoB.11.IGAN [vulgar, but extra polit e , and er_awling ]. + Your humble servant , Mr Cregan. My s ervice to ye, Squire . It' s a fine night , entirely. ll1RS. CREGAN, May I ask to what business, Sir, we owe the honour of yo11r call? CORRIGA N [ asi d e J . Proud as Lady Belzebub, and grand as a Queen. [ Aloud. J ' True or you, _ Ma'am-I would not have come but foT'a ruvil of

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TB'.E COLLEEN BA:WN. a pinch I'm in entirely. I've g ot ~ p a y to-morrow, or lose .the Knock-ma-Kilty farm. MRS , CREGAN. Well, Sir? CORRIGAN , And I wouldn't throuble ye-MRS. CREG"AN. Trouble me! Sir . CORRIGAN, Iss, Ma'am, ye'd be forgettin' now that mortgage I have .on thill :Property-it ran out last May-and by rights-MRs. CREGAN, It_ will be paid next month ; CORRIGAN. Are you reckonin' on the marriage of Mastb e r Hardre s s and Miss Anne Chute ? HAIi.DRESS, .~k Corrigan ! you forget yourself. MRS, CREGAN, Leave us, Hardress, awhile. [ Ha;rdlress strolls up the stage.] i Now, Mr . Corrigan state, in as few words Is possible, what you . d e mand . CORRIGAN. Mrs. Cregan, Ma'am, I depend on Miss Chute's fortune to pay me this money-but your son does not love the lady-or, if he ,does, he has a mighty quare way of shewin' it. H e has another girl on hand; and betune . the two he'll come to the ground, and, bedad, so will I. MRS, CREGAN, •-This is false. It is a calumny, Sir . C01!.Rl9.il,N. I wish it was, Ma'am . . D 'ye see that light over theLak ~ ?-your

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' .rlO f COLLE:EN J3:\."',YX. [ w r r .. l'Oll0S e yes ar e fix e d on it. "',"fhat w onld . \.nn Chute Rav , if ,lte kn e w tha~h u s b and, that . i s to be, bas : t mist r ess bl;'yant-that h o s lips out ever y ni g h t a f t h e r you' r e ali in b ed; and__.. lik e J,ea udh e r, b a rriu ' t h e wettin'/ h e sa il s a e ross to hi,; s weeth e art ? M RS . CliEGAN / r to I s t hi s t h e secret of his ave r s ion to tho \-u arr i agc? }7ool ! fool.! what madness ! and at suc h a mon.1ent. ClOP..RIOAK. 'That's wh at I sa y Ma'am. I' Why c o uld'nt he wait till aft e r m arr i age? llmS. CREGAN . R uin ! ' Ruin ! CORRJGA.N. B e dad you m a y say that, M a'a m , a nd no lie in it, MRS. CREGA.N. H e s hall giv e up this girl; he ~ust r COilllIGAN. I would like some security for that. I wan t by to-morrow .Ann Chute's writte n promise to marry h ~or my . 1 . -. MRS. CREGA.N. It is impossible, Sir; you hold ruin over o ur heads. CORRIGA.N. Ma'am , it's got to hang over your h ea d , or rkne. MR!. CREGAN. Stay . Yo u know that wh a t you ask i s out . of . our p o w e r ; you know it. Therefore this • demand oi;i,ly c overs the t ru e objec t o f your ~sit. \ CORRIGAN. \ Pon' me honor, now , you are as cute, Ma' am, as you a re bea u tifu ~ . -~ :r.rns. CREGAN . Go on, Sir . .. •

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SCENE r.] TltE C ClLEEN B.A.WN. 17 COlUUGAN . Mrs . Cregan, I'm goin' to do a foolish thing, now; begorra I am. I'm rich e r than ye think, may be ; aud if you'll give me your per-6onal security, I'll take it. MRS. CREGA.N. "What do you mean ? CORRIGAN, I mean that I'll tak e a li e n for life on you, instead of the mort. ga,ge I hold on the Crega n property . [ Aside.] That's nate, I'm thinking. MRS. CRE GAN, .Are you mad ? CORRIGAN . I am / mad in love wid youl'Self, and that's what I've been these .. fifteen~. MRS . CREGAN. Insolent wretc h !-my son shall answer aud c]?.astise you. [ Calls.] . Hardress ! : : :<;. HA;i-tDRESS [ ailvanoing]. Mad amf . . Enter .A.N E CnuTE and KrnLE. CORRIG AN. Miss Chute. lIARDRES S. W e ll, mother , -A NN}~. Well, Sir . [ A pause, MRS, CRE G AN [aside]. scoundrel! he will tell her all, and ruin u s . [ akmd.] Nothing. [ Turna aside. CORRIGAN . Your obedient.

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18, THE COLLEEN BA W .r , [ACT V ; ANNE. Oh . [ Sh e cro sses witli KnE , and exit; H ARDRESS Joins them as' • I I-' they __ go up, and off.] CORRIGAN. Yon are in my pow e r, Ma 'am . See now , not a soul but m yself knows of this secret love or' H ~ dress Cregan, an d I'll keep it as s nug as a bug in a rug, if you'll only say the word. MRS. CREGAN, Contemptibl e hound !-I loat he a nd despise you. CORRIGAN. I've known that for fift een years, but it hasn't cured my heartache. MRS. CRE GAl'i'. And you would buy my ave1's ion and disgust? . CORRIGAN. Jus t as Ann e Chut e buy s your son, if she knew but all. C a n h ~ -love his gi rl b e yant w id ~ut h atin ' this h eiress he's oblig e d b swallo w ? Aint you striv in ' to ~ell him? but you didn't feel the h a rd s hip of being sold t ill you thrie d i t on y e rself. MRS, CR EGAN. I beg you, Sir, to l eave me. CORRIGAN. That 's ri g ht, M a'am, think it over, sleep on it. Tomorrow I'll call for y our answer. Good eveni~', kindly . [Exit. MRS, CREGAN. H ard.ress ! HA.RDRE S [advancing]: What did . h e want? MRS. CREGAN, H<' cam e to tell me the m e a ning of yonder light upon Muck -• H ead~

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SCENE t . ] THE. COLLEEN BA WN. lIARDRESS. Ah ! has it been discovered? Well, mother, now you know the cause of my coldnes s , my indiff e rence for Anne Chute. MRS. CRE G AN. Are you in your s enses, Hardress? who is this girl? lIARDRESS. , Sh e is known at every fair and pattern in Munster as the Colleen Bawn. H e r nam e is Eily Q',Oonnor . ., V MRS. CR E GAN . < A peasant girl ; a vulgar, barefooted beggrir . lIARDRESS. Whate ver she is, love has made her my equal; and when you s et your foot upon h e r, you tre ad upon my heart. l\I RS . CREGAN, 'Tis w e ll, Hardress. I Jeel that p e rh a p s I have no right t_o dj spose of your life ru1d your happiness. No, my dear son, I would not wound you; hea v e n know s how w ell I love my darling b oy, and you s h a ll fee l it. Corrig a n ha s mad e m e a n offer by whi c h you may r e g a in th e e s t a t e , a nd without selling yourself to Anne Chute . IlAllDRES S. Wha t i s it? Of course you a c cept e d i t ? l\IR S . CREGAN. No-but-I will accept it.-Yes-for your s ak e I-I will.H e-offe rs to cancel the mortgag e , if-if I will consent-to-to be come-his wife. RARDJrnss. You !-you !-mother, he has dared--MRS. CREGAN. ;Hush! He is rlght.-A sacrifice must b e ~ade ; either you or I ~rnst suffer,-life is before you-my days are well nigh past ; .

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TI!E' COLLEEN BA \'VN. [ A C T 1 and for your sake, Hai:dress, for yours my pride-my only oncoh, I would give you more than my life. HA.RDRESS. Never-never-I will not , cannot accept it. I'll tear that dog'stongu e from his throat that dar e d insult you -with the offer . J\lRS. CREGAN. Foolish boy !-before to-morr o w night we s h all be b eggars outcasts , from this estate. Humiliation mid poverty stand now like spe ct res a t yonder door: to-~orrow they will b e r ea li ties . Can you tear out the tongues that will wag over ou . f&[en fortunes? You are a child : you cannot see beyond your h a ppin ess, JIA.RDR:E S S. Oh moth er! moth er! wh a t can -be dDn e ? .My mmriage with Anne Chute i s impossible.-Ente r DxNNY. DANNY. whis t , if ye plns e; you,.re talkin' so loud, she'll h ea r ye asy tha,t . She's C;Omin'. J\lRS . CR:EGAN . Has this fellow overheard us ~ HARDRESS. If he has, he is mine body and soul. I'd rather trust him with a secret than ke e p it myself. J\lRS, CREGAN. I cannot remain to see Ann e . Excuse me to o _ur fri e nds. The night, perhaps, will bring counsel, or, at least, resolutioa to b ear t he worst. Good night, my son.-L Exit . DANNY • . Oh Afnsther ! . she doesn't know the worst . She doesn't know t.hi\t yon a re m a rried to. the Colleen Bawn .

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1 S{JENE T . ] Il~ RESS . Hush! What fiend prompt s you to t hrus t that cursed act o.f folly in my face ? DANNY. TJuue for ye, l\fasth er, I'm a dirty m a ne scut to r e mind y e of it. }IARDRESS. 'What will my haughty, i;ioble mother say, wh e n she l earns the .truth? How can I ask her to rec eive Eily as a d a ught er? Eily, wit h h e r awkward mar:ier-he r Keri.:Y brogue-her i g noranc e of t h o u sages of s ociety. Oh! what have I done? l D,).,~Y. . Oh, vo ! has the ould family c o m e to th.i.s/ . Is_it the daughter of Mihil-na-thi a druch a , the ould rop e m(tker of"Ganyow e n, tha t 'ud take the ~ as your wifej -IIARDRESS. Be sile nt, scoundrel; how d a r e you spea k thu s of my lon_ . ' Wret c h t h at I am, to b lame h er-poo1:, b e autif ul , a ng e l-hear~e d Eily. DANN Y . Beautifu l, is io/ Oh_ ! ,nirra, w,,rra, dheelish ! 'J.'h_ e looking g lass was n eve r made that could do h e r jus tice. And if St. P a trick above wanted a wife, it is not up there h e' d find a n ang e l that would compare wid the Colleen Bawn. As I row her on tho lake, the little fis hes t;ome up to look at h e r; and the wind frfn;i. jIIeav e n lift s u p h e r h air, to see wh a t t h e d e vil brings her down he r e at all, at all. IlARDltESS. The fault i s min e , . min e a l o n e . I alone will s uffer . DANNY. Ob I why isn't it n ine ?-why can't I suffe r for yez, M ast h e r dear ?-wo.tltln' t I sw ally ever y tear in your body, and every bit of b a d lu c k in y our li fe; a ud t hen wid a ston e round my neck s ink meself wid your sorrow s in the bottom of the lower lake. I 7 (

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22 TH COLLEEN BAWN. [ ACT I. HARDllESS. Good, Danny; away with you to the boat; be ready, for in a few moment we will cross to Muckross head. [Exitfr DANNY. Never fear, Sir. Oh! it is n't that spalpeen Conigan, that shall bring rnin on the old place. Lave Danny alone ! Dann y, the fox, will lade yez round a n' about, and crass th e scint. H ere's the letth e r from the Colleen Bawn, that I could n't find awile ago; it's little use now. [Roads it by the light of the window.] " Come to your own Eily, that hasn't seen you for two long days. Come, acushla agus macre . I have forgotten how much you love me. Shule, shule agra.-COLLEEN BAwN.'' Divil an addhress is on it. Enter KYRLE and ANNE CnuTE. ANNE. Have th ey gone? KYRLE, It is neatly midnight . ,r, A.NNF.. Before we go in, I insist on knowing who is this girl that pos, sesses your heart ; you confess that yoll are in love, deeply in lov e . KYJ!.LE. I do confess it; but, not even your power can extract that secret from me. Do not ask me; for I could not b e false, yet dare not be true. [ Exit into the house. He loves me. nest in my heart. Sir! Sir. Who's that? ANNE. Oh! he loves me. The littl e bird is makin' a Oh I I'm faint with joy. DANNY. ANNE .

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CENE I.] 'l.'H:E C OLLEE N BA. WN. 2.3 DANNY. I'm the ' boatman below; an' I'm waitin' for th e g e ntl e man . ANNE. ,What ge~t l e man ? _DANNY. _ Him that's jus t l eft ye, Ma' ,all?-. I'm w ait ing on hir. ,ANNE, Does Mr . Kyrle Daly go out bo::iting at this hom.:? DL"'e the lov e of whi c h y e B pok e-have I deceived my s elf. DANNY. ; I mu s t be off, lla'am-here comes the signal . ,ANNE, _The signal ! DANNY. D'ye see yonder light on Muc]-oss Head? it is in a cottage Avindy . That light goes in and out three times winkin' that way , as much as to say, are ye comin; then, if the light in that room the r e answers by a win)r, it manes no! but if it goes out e ntirely , kis . honour jump s from the p ar lour windy into the ga rden behmij.,

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1 24 THE C1)LLEEN BAWN. [ A C T I. and we're off. Look,-[the cottage l ight disappeMs ]-that's one[ it reappears ]-now, again-[ it disappeMs ]-that's two-[ it reappears ]-what did I t e ll ye-[it disappears]-that's threeand here it comes again-[it'reappears]. Wait, now , until you see the answ er-[the l i ght above is ext inguished]. That's my gentleman-you see he's going-goo d night, Ma'am. ANNE. Stay, here's money-do n o t t e ll Mr. Dal y that I know of this. DANNY. Divil a word-long life t'ye. [Goes up. ANNE. I was not deceived-he meant :c1e to und e r sta nd th a t he loved me. Hark! I hear the n o ise of s01~1e one who leaped heavily on the garden walk. Enter ILI.R DRESS [ wrapped in a boat cloak]. DANNY. All right , your honor . ANNE [hid in g under the porch of the house]. It is he . END OJ,' SCENE. :) 0 SCENE II. [ Closed in. ' The Gap of Dunloe. 1'he h our before s unri'se. Enter Conmo.u. . CORRIGAN. ' From the roc k abc-Ye I saw the boat leave Tore Cregan; i t i now crossing tho l a ke to tho cottage. \Vho is this girl? Wh at i s .this myst er ious rnisthress of J~otmg C:e~; n3 ?-th{at~I'll find out. j . .Mt7rs: esay"' 9Uo:Hwo , ~{ho's that? ' Ti s t:itat p 0 P . 0 hi ug scou n drel, that h o se-stea l er .

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• SCENE II.] THE COLLEEN BAWN. 2 5 Myles Na Cop1:al e e n; h e r e h e come s with a keg o f illicit whi s k e y on his sho ulder, a s bold as Nebu c hud Nezzar. .Is tha~le'l J!)nter MYLES , MYLES. No, it's my brother . COJUU;GAN, l know you, my man. MYLES. Then, why the divil . did you ax? CORRIGAN. You may as well answer me kindly; civility costs n othing. MYLES, Ow wow ! don't it. pence a bow . Civi lit-y to a l awyer manes s i x and eight-: ' CORRIGAN, What's tha t on your shou lder?. MYLES. What's that to you ? CORRIGAN. I 001 a magistrate, and can oblige you to answer. ' •,'' MYLES . Well, its a boulster belongin' to my moth er's feather-bed. CORRIGAN. Stuffed with whiskey. MYLES. ,{e d ad, how would I know; I'm_ not an upholsterer. CORRIGAN , Come, :Myles, I am not s o bad a fellow as you may think; I am not the m ean creature you jmagine. i-

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26 ':!'HE-COLLEEN BAW N. MYLES. Ain't ye now, Sir? You keep up appearances mighty w e ll in.deed . CORRIGAN, :r o, Myles, I am not that bla ckg uard I've been r e pres e nt ed. MYLES. See that, now, how people talk away a man's c haracter. You _ ar e another sort of bla c kg a rd e ntirely. CORRIGAN. You shall find me a g e ntleman ; liberal, and ready to p _ rpt!lct _ you. MYLES . Long life t 'ye, Sir : CORRIGAN. r l Myles, you hav e come down in the world lately. A ,Year ago you w e re a thriving hors e -dealer; now you ar e a la~y ragged fellow. MYLE S . I It's the bad luck, Sir, that's in it. CORRIGAN. No, it is the love of Eily O'Connor that's in it. It's the pride . of Garryowen that took your heart away, and made ye what ye . are-a poacher and a smuggler. IDLES, Thl;lll}.'s h!l,l'd worcls CQRp.IGA:N:. Ilut they are true. You live like a wild .be_~st in ,sqme Qa,v_ e , or . hole in the rocks above. By night your gun is heard shootin' the . ott e r as they ~e ot on the stones, or you s11aie the salm,01!, .in _ your nets . . On a cloudy night your whiskey-still is going. You .see I know your life. MYLE S. . Detter than the priest, divil a lie in it. , / , ., I,

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SCl'lNE IL] Tl:lE ' COLLEEN BAWN. 27 \. CORRIGAN, Now, if I pnt you in a s nug farm, stock you wid cattle anq. pigs-, . and rowl you up comfortable, d' ye think the Colleel). Bawn wou lJn't jump at ye? ._NYLES. B e dad, she'd mak e a lep, I believe. And what would I do for . a ll this lu ck? CORRIGAN • . ,Find out for m e who it is 1hat lives at the cottage on Muckros s Hea
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THE COLLEEN BAWN. [ ACT J , MYLES. I thought ye did. I'm mighty quick-at t a ken them-hints:'.bein' on me keepin' agin the g~agers-go on-I didn't hurt ye. CORRIGAN. Not much. 1i1;yLEIS_ • • You want to find out who this girl is? CORRIGAN . I'll give twenty pounds for t h e information. Here's t e n OI). account . . MYLES. Long life t'ye. I never got J?Oney fron;i.. a lawy e r b e fore; and , bad luck to me , but there's a cure for the . evil eye in theIQ. pieces. OORRLGAN, You will watch to-night . MYLES. In five minutes I'll b e ins ide t he cottage its elf. CORJl.IGAN, That's the lad,. .I MYL E S [aside]. I was goirr there , CORRIGAN. And to-morrow you will slip down to my offl,ee w;ith the parti.culars. MYLES, To-morrow you shall breakfast on them. CORR.IGAN. Good night. MYLES, I'll give ye a cow's tail to swallow, and make ye think it's g.

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SCENE II,] THE COLLEEN BAWN . 2!J c h apte r in St. Patrick, ye spalpeen . When h e call e d Eily t h o mi sthress of Hardress Cre gan, I n ea rl y stretche d him . J3ogo rraf I wa s full of s udd e n deat h . Oh E i l y ! Eily, acu s hla a~u s a st hore ma chree, as the stars w atc h over Innisf all e n, and as the wath ers go round it and keep it, so I watch a nd k ee p r oun d you, av o ur n een . I mu s t reach the cott age before the ma st h e r arrives. Fa t h e r Tom i s there waitin' for this keg of s tarlight . It's my tithe. I caU 2Ff tenth ke~ "his Reverenc e . " It's w o r t h mon e y to see t h e way it does the ould m an good, a nd bring s ~ he wat h e r in his eyes. It's the only place I ever see any about him, God bless him. [ S in gs] , [Exit. t.CENE DRAWS AND DISCOVER S bA /1 A ,./"\ /\. V vc--~ ----SCENE III. The interi o r ofErLY's Cottage on Muc kross.-On one s i d e a fire -.JJ~ ")_ place, ~ peat-turffire lJ._ urning.-FATirER. ToM ~ ' in A-. a larg e chaw; beside Aim is a tabte; witktumblers; small s tone ~ J/ j ug;_ a , k ett/e b oiling b e s .~e tlid fire.-EILY, in / balc o ~y, i~ see n A :( I looki~ g o ut.ff{!!_ie l a k e 1~ seen thraug.1 • 11 Ja, ye vpentng .z,;z tfae ] / ..._ 5009111, j,n@8 '"1' 11ait,/1 t~B4na'nc!o•@. -FATJrER TOM [sings] ~ -, , " . & Tobacco is an Injin weed ; and every weed want s wath e ring to make it come up ; but, being an Infin we ed, that is, accu s tom e d to . a hot climate, wath e r i s too cowld entire l y for its warrum nature i jjlJl__) J,J;t;;j 1/ it's whisky and wath e r it wants . I wondh e r if Myles ha s come, I'll ask Eily. [calls]. EtJ.y, alanna.-Eily; a suilish ma c hree, ~,1uf-, EILY tunis . a,rJ-. ;:::1-~#},,_ EILY, I~ ~ t me, Fathe r Tom ,

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30 THE COL~~N BAWN , FATHER TOJ\I, Has h e come? EILY. No, hi s boat is half a mile off y et. FATHER TOJ\I. Half a mile! I'll choke before he's here , EILY, Do you mean Hardress ? FATHER TOJ\I, [A.CT I , No, dear, Myles-na-Coppaleen, cum spiritu ltibernense, which manes in Irish, wid a keg of po teen. Enter MYLEs. MYLES. Here I am, your riv'rence. Never fear, I tould She e la to hurry up wid the materials, known' ye'd be dhry an' hasty. Enter SHEELAH with the Kettle. Here's the hot wather. MYLES . Lave it there, 'till I brew F~ther Tom a pint of mother's milk. . . SHEELAH, 'Deed, thin, ye'll do your share of the work, and not a haporth more. MYLES. , .-, Didn't I bring the sperrits from two miles and mor e ? and I de0 sarve to have the preference to make the punch for his rev'rence; SHEELAH • .And didn't I watch the kettle all night, not to let it off the boil? EILY l No, now, I'll, make it, and nobody els e,

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J SC'.ENE rr.] " J THE COLLEEN BAWN. FATHEB TOM • 31, . A.sy, now, ye bocauns, !)-nd w~i ~ ht. Myle s shall put in the whisky; Sheelah shall put in the hot wather; and Eily, my Col leen, shall put the sugar in the cruiskeen a blessin' an ye all three that loves the ould m!l.Il., ' [ Myles takes off liis hat, the wome n curtsey; th e y engage in making' the punch. ] See now, my childre, there's a moral in eve rything, even in a jug of pun c h. There's the spen-it, which is the sowl and stren'th o f a man-that's the whiskey; then th e re's the sugar, that's the smile of woman, widout which life is widout taste or sweetn e s s ; then there's the lemon, which is lovea squeeze now ai;td ag'in doin' no harrum, but not too much; and the n the hot wather, which is adversity, a s little as possiblJ ifye pla se-that make s th e good thingtte bether stil l. . MYLES. And it's complate to see it's a woman that gets us into hot wa ~.! th~r all the while. SHEELAH. Myles, iv I hadn't the kettl<,._I'd bat e yez..: MYLES. Th e n why didn't ye l et me ~ake the punch? There's a guinea, your riv'rence, that's comin.' to t'yj-one in ten I got awlnle e,/ ago. It's y9ur tithe; put a hole in it, and hang it on four wa:tc h/ chain, for it's a mighty grate charm entirely . [They sit, Myles on the keg; Eily at Father Tom's feet; Sh;}ali / on her heels, cro'j!hed up near tlie fore, lights a short pipe at the / turf ashes.] FATHER TOM, Eily, look at that boy, and te ll me hav'nt you a dale to answer for?

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I , ) 3 2 ' T H E COLLEEN :BA WN. EIL Y . H e i sn' t as ba d a bo u t m e a s he used t o b e ; h e ' s gettin' over\t. M YL ES . Iss darlin, t h e st orm is passed , and I've got into settled bad w e a th er. FAT1IER TOM . May b e , afther all, ye' d hav e done betther to have married M y les the re, than b e the wife of a man tha t ' s a s hamed to own ye. -EILY. H e i sn't! h e's proud of me. It i s only when I spake like the poor p e ople, and s a y or do s omethin ' wrong that h e 's hurt; but I'm get t in' c lan e of the brouge, and l a rnin' to do nothin1/. I'm t o b e ch a ng e d entir e ly. , f--:_ MYLES. Oh, if h e'd lave me y e r ould self, and only tak e away wid him his improv e ments. Oh murdh e r, Eily aroon, why wasn't you twin s , an' I conld hav e one of ye; only Nature couldn't make two like ye ; it would be onra s onable to ax it. EILY. Poor Myles, do you love me still so ? . MYLES. Didn't I lave the world to .foll}~ ye; and since the n there's bee n nayther night or day in ~ Y life . I lay down on Glena Point ; above, where I could see tliis cottage; and I liv e d in the sight 0 it. Oh, Eily, if tears were pison to the grass, _there w~uldn't be a blade on Glena Hill this da y . EILY. :But you knew I was married, Myles . • MYLES. Not thin, aroon. Father Tom found me that way, and sat beeide me, and lifted up my s oul; th e n I.• c onfessed to him; and , a I

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J .,,, 1 SCENE II,] . A THE COLLEEN BA WN. ses he, Myles, go to Eily, she has somethin' to say to ye-say, I sent ye. I came-and ye tould me you were Hardress Cregan( s wife, and that was a grate comfort to me. Since I knew that, ,.... I hav'nt been the blackguard I was. qi/ ' FATHER TOM, See the beauty of the priest, my darlin'. Videte et admirate., See and admire it. :k was at 0011i@00i.911. tMt Eily tould me th11-t she lo_ved Cregan ; .aad. what did I do ? Ses I, where d'ye meet yer sweetheart ? At Garryowen, ses she. Well, ses i, that's not-the place. True for yer riverence, it's too public en tirely, ses s he . Y e' ll m,ate him only in one place, ses I, and that's the sty le that's behind my chapel; for d'ye see her moth er'~ . grave was fornent the spot, and there's a sperrit round the place ~ tli:at kept h J r pure and strong, Myles, you thief, dhrink fair . SHEELAH. Co~now, Eily, couldn't ye cheer up hi~ riv'rence wid a song? IIIRH! lil!881 Hardress bid ' me not sing any ould hish songs ; he says , the words are vulgar. ,I SHEELill . ;Father Tom will give you absolution. FAJHER TOM. Putyer lip s to that jug, there's only the sthrippin's l eft; dhrink, and while that thrue Irish liquor warms your heart, take this -/ wid'itAmay the brogue of o uld Ireland nev~~ forsake yorir tongue; m ay her music never l eave your voice, and , may an Irisl, woman's virtll;e never di e in your heart. MYLES, Come, Eily, it's iny liqu or, hav'nt y e a word to say for id. EILY sings " Orui s ke e n Lan." " HARD RESS [outside ]. R , lRDRF.8S, Ho ! Sheelah ! -C ~/ SUM-/

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34 THE COLLEEN BA.WN. [ACT I, SHEELAH." [ Rising], W~ht ! it's the masther ! . EILY. f Frightened], Hardress, Oh! my ! What will . he say, ifhe finds us here? Run, Myles; quick, Sheelah; clear away these things. F,I.THER TOM. Hurry now, or we'll get Eily in trouble. ~RESS. Sheelah-I say. SHEELA.JI. Going, Sir! I'm pullin~ on me petticoat. (They all hurry aw0/1.J; FATHER ToM carries some of tlie thi'ngs, MYLEs,and SHEELAH, the rest; ErLY, in tribulat .ion and fright, arranges t!ie room.] Enter HARDRESs. ~ILY runs to him. EILY. Oh. ! Hardress, asthore. ; ,. 1IARDRESS, \ Don't call me by those confounded Irish words. What's the m a tter? You are trembling and panting like a bird caught in a trap. EILY. Ain I, mavour-No, I mea~:_is it trembling I am, dear? HA.RDRESS. What a dreadful smell of tobacco there is h e r e-and the fume s of whisky pun.eh too !-the place smells lik e a s hebeen. Who has heen here? -EILY, +here was F at her Tom, an-an Myles dropped in. HARDRESS. ~company-a viigabond. ---EILY. Ah ! Who m a d e him so but m.e, dear? Before I saw you, Har4res.,s, M f les coorted . me, and . I ~':as ltindly to the boy. I !

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SCENE HI.] 'THE COLLEEN BA WN. HARDRESS, Damn it, Eily !-why will you remind me that my wife was ever in such a position . ? EILY, 1 . I won't see him agin, if ye,u._angry, dear. I'll tell him to:ga ' ./!.,J L away, and he will, because the poor boy loves me. HARDRESS, Yes-better than I do, you mean. EILY. No, I don't. Ah! why do you spake so to your poor Eily? HilDRESS, <-< Spake so." Can't you say, speak? EILY, I'll thry, aroon; I'm sthrivin, but it's mjgliiy hard; but what l vouldn't I und ert-teet undergo for your 'sa-for your:Seek? HARRESS. EILY. Sake, seek; oh! ifl it to both e r people e ntirely they mixed: -them up? Why didn't they make them all one way? ~ -HARDREss [ aside. J It is imposjbl e . How can I present h e r as my wife. Oh what~act of .madness to tie myself to one so much b e neath me, bea utiful , good; as she i s . El.LY. Hardress, you are pal e . ~at has happ e n e d ? HARDRESS, Nothing. That is, noth~g but what you will r ejoice at. EILY . iVhat d'ye man e ?

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'I1r-E COLLEEN B.A.'VtN. [ ACT I v HAll.DRES S . Wlrat do I mane !-mean-mean. EILY. I beg your pardon, dear. : HARDRESS. ' . Well, I mean-that afterio-m o rrow . there will be-no necessity tohide our marriage; for I shall be a , b ~ggar , my mother will be an outcast; and amidst all the shame,,., who will care what wife a Cregan takes ? EILY. And d'ye think I'd like to see you dhragged down to my side? Ye don't know me. See, now, never call me wife agin ; don't let ., "_,/_, on to mortal that we're marri ed. I'll _ go as . a sarvant in ye7v.~ J-/ R mother's house-I'll work for the smile ye'll give me in passin'; and I'll be happy if ye'll only l e t _me sta nd outside, and hear four voice. IIAlmRES S. You're a fool t' I told you that I was betroth e d to the richest heiress in Kerry, her fortune aione c an save us from ruin: . . To night my mother discovered : my visits here, and T told her who you were. EILY. Oh! what did s he say.-HARDRESS,. It broke h e r heart.-RILY. 1Iardress, i s there no hop e ? lilRDRESS, None. That is none that--that-I can name. EI-LY.-. Ther e i s one-I see it. HARDRESS. There is. You were a child when we were married, and 1 liould get no priest to join our hands but one, and he had been dis-

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:3cENF. m.J THE COLLEEN B.!'WN. 4J graced by his bishop-he is dead; there was no witness to t.1-ze ceremony but Danny Mann; no proof but his word and your carttJicate. EILY, This.I [takes a paper from her breast.] HARDRESS, Eily, if you doubt my eternal love , keep that security; it giv e ~ you the right to the shelter .of~y roof. But oh! if you would be content with the shelter of my heart. EILY, . And will it save ye, Hardress ?-and will your mother forgive me? ./ / r~RESS./ .pf ,She will bless you__. will take to w heart. EILY • . .But, you-you-,--'-r will take ,ea to heart , HA.RD RESS. Oh, Eily d a rling , d'ye think J co. \tld forg e t _y.ou, machr ee-for~ get the sacrifice-more than blood you give we. ' J.n EILY, • ,. 'A ' when ye talk that w~y to me, ye mighi tali: my life, an. d • -heart, and all. Oh ! Hardress, I Jove _ye-ta,ke the _pa p er, and tear it. Enter ll YLES. MYLES, _No-I'll be damned ifhe shall. HARDRESS. Scoundrel, you have b . een li stening . MYL ES. To every word. I saw D iwny wid hi s ear agin that dure-so , as there .. w.aB . on_ly on,e .key-hole, I adopt e d the windy,. :Ei~y , ' '

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3/ t/ THE COLLEEN :BA WN. aroon, Mr.-Cregan will gi've ' )'e oack that paper. You can't tear' up an oth. Will ye help him, then, to cheat this other girl, an(l to make her his misthress-for that's what she'll be, if you are hiB' wife. .And, after all, what is there agin the mature, only themoney she's got. Will you-stop 'lo~' him, when his love be longs to another. Nol-but if yo:u join their hands together,, your love will be an adultery. EILY. Oh !-no; HAll.DRESS. Vagabond . outcast! jail-bird! do you dar e prate of honour to-me?<' . , MYLES. I am an outlaw_:_a felon, maybe! but if you do this thing, had: I my neck, in the rope, or my feet on the deck of a convict-ship, I'd turn round , and say to ye, Hardres~an, take the scorn of a rogue! Enter F4HER ToM ana SnEELAHi HAll.DRESS. :Be it so, Eily ! [Flings ErLY tlie:Paper.] Farewell! ~my nouse is clear of these verminf-[DANNY appears at the window]'. -\ you will see mfl no more ! . ErtY.-Fardress ! Hardress ! don't lave me !-fExitHARDRESSCREGAN l,y H a window , followed by DANNY J-Hardress ! [FATHER ToM intercepts lwr. FATHER TOM. S t op, Efly ! EILY , :Pre•~ g o n e ! ' H e's gon~ !

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S CENE m.] THE COLLEEN BA WN . . FATHER TOM. Give me that pap e r, Myles. Kneel down there, Eily, before me. Put that paper in . your breast. EiLY. Oh ! what'll I do ? What'll I do? FATHER TOM. Put your hand upon it now. EILY, Oh ! my heart ! my heart ! FATHER TOM, [EILY kneel,. Be dhe husht ! Spake afther me. By my mother that's iri heaven--EILY, By my mother that's in heaven . FATHER TOM, By the Light and the Word -EILY. By the Light ' imd the Word. FATHER TOM. Sleeping or wakin g --EILY . . .Sleepin' or wakin'. F A THER TOM, This proof of my truth shall n e v e r quit agin my b r e a s t -Thi, proof__ my truth sh.;::;::z,gin quit m y b""'' ( ~ ~ / END OF A C T 1 , -;

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ACT II. [SCENE I. Tke Gap of Dunloe. &me as 4 CT t , Scswv xx ,. . .. Enter HARDRBss AND DANNY. HABDREl5S. (M;i, what a giddy fool I have been I-What would I give to recall this fatal act, which bars my fortune ! DANNY, There's somethin1 throubling yez, Mas ther Hardress. Can't Danny do somethin to ase ye ? Spake the word, an' I'll die for ye. HA.BDRES S. Danny, I am troubled. I was a fool, when I refused to listen to you at the chapel of Castle Island. DANNY, When I warned ye to have no call to Eily O'Connor. HA.BDRESS, I was mad to marry her. DANNY, I knew she was no wife for you-a poor t'ing; widout manners, ol' money, or book larnin', or a haport'. Oh, wurra-I touldyou that ; but ye bate me off, and here now is the way of id . HABD:USS. Well, it's done !-and can't be undone. i

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/ 44 TIIE COLLEEN BAWN. [ A.C T II, DANNY . 'Bedad, I dun'no that,..._wouldn't she unti e de knot herself.couldn ' t ye . coax h e r ? HARDRESS, No. DANNY, Is that her love for you-you dat gev up the divil an' all for her! _ What's her ruin to your's? Ruin, gondoutha ! ruin, is it-don't I pluck a shamrock, and wear it a day-for the glory of St Patrick-and then throw it away-when it's gone be. my lik_in'? What is sne;to oe rufued by a gentleman? Whoo!-mighty _good for the like's of her : HARDRESS. She would have yielde~, but-DANNY. Asy, now, an' I tell ye-Pay her passage out to Quaybec, put her aboord a three-master without sayin' a word Leave i t to me-Danny will clare the road foment yez. HARDJl.ESS. Fool !-if she still possesses that certificate-the ptoof ofmy marriage-how c a n I dare to wed another-commi t bigamy !disgrace my wife !-bastardize my children ! DANNY. Den, be the powers, I'd do by Eily as wid the glove there ~n yer hand, make it come off, as it come on_ ; an• if it fits too tight , take de knife to it. HARDRESS, What do you mean ? DANNY, 1 Only gi' me the word, and I'll engage that the Colleen :Bawn will never trouble ye any more. Don't ax _ me any questiol!S at all; only, if you're agreeable, take off dat glove from your hand, and give it me for a to~en; dat's enough.

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SCENE I.] THE COLLEEN BAWN. 45 HARDRESS. [ Seizing ltim ]. Villain; dare you utter a word, or meditate a thought of violence towards that girl.-. ; • DANNY. Ohl murdher. May I nev e r die in sin if-HARDRESs. Begone, away at once, and quit my sight. I have chosen my doom ; I must learn to endure it. But biood ! and hers ! Sliail I make cold and still that heart that beats alone for me ; quench those eyes that look so tenderly into mine? Monster! am I so vile, that you dare to whisper such a thought? DANNY. Oh! Masther, divil burn me, if I meant any harm. HARDRESS, 1Iark me well, now ; respect my wife as you would the queen of , the . a whisper a word, such as those you uttered to me, ,J .i I ....i• -C•:Ji ...... and ~ ,JYP-l~~e your last breath. I warn ye, remember an j , ~be! , ~ ..[E x it. DANNY, v .. " ••. • Oh! the darlin' crature ! would I harm a hair iv her blessed head? No, riot unless ye wor to give me dat glove, and den I'd jump into ~e bottomless pit for yez. [ Follows him out. SCENE II. A Room in MRs. CREGAN's House, ANNE CHUTE iliscoverea. ANNE. -That fellow runs hi'.. my he~d. There he is in the garden, smoking like a chimney-pot. [ OallB Mr. JJal,y. KYRLE, [ OutBide], Good morning.

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4 6 THE COLLEEN BA WN. [ACT II. ANNE, To think h e'd smile that way, after goin' L e andering all night, l ike a dissipated young owl. [ Aloud], Did ye sleep well. [ Undertone J, Not a wink, you villain, and you know it. I slept like a top. URLE. (~) ANNE. I'd like to have the whippin' of ye. [ aloud]. When did you get back? KYRLE. Get back ! I've not been out. ANNE, Has not been out! This is what men come to after a cruise at _!lea. They get sun-burnt with love. Those foreign Donnas teach them to make fire-places of their hearts, and chimney-pots of their mouths. [ aloud]. What are you doing down there ?..r [ asi~ ]. As.if h~ was stretched out to dry. . ~-/~)''• I have been watchii:ig Hardress coming over from Devil's Island in his boat ; the wind was dea~ against him. ANNE. It was fair for going to De"\'il' s Island last night, I believe ? KYRLE, Was it? .,./.. AN/E. You were up late, I think ? 'XYRLE. I was. I watched by my window for hours, thinking of her I love ; slumber overtook me, and I dreamed of a happiness that I never can hope for . ANNE. Look me straight in the face. N

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SCENE I.] T.HE COLLEEN B.A.WN. 41 KYRLE. Oh, if _some fairy could strike us into stone aow, and l e ave us looking for ever into each other's faces, like the blue lak e below ~d the sky above it ! ANNE. Kyrle Daly !-[ Enter HARDRESS CREo,rn, behind.] What would you say of a man who had two loves : one to whom he escaped at night, and the other to whom he devoted himself during the day ? HA.RDRESS [ aside J. Ha! ANNE, What would you say, Captain? KYRLB ---1.,' I'd say he had ;e,e 8bcnce . 11+/1.,( j'Wl'l,{__ .., ANNE. Oh! Captain Cautious, well answered. Isn't he fit to take care ,of anybody. His cradle was cut out of a witness-box. ][YJtI;E. Anne, I don't know what you mean.; but I know that I love you, and you are sporting with a wretchedness you cannot console. I was wrong to remain here so long; but I thought my fri.e:d110iip for Hardress would protect me against your invasion-now ![ will go. .HARDUESS [ arl,van;ing]. No, Kyrle ; you will stay. Anne, he loves you; and I mo.-;e than suspect you prefer him to me. From tli.:is moment you are free. I release you from all troth to me. In his presence I do this. ANNE. -Hardress ! HARDRESS. Tliere is a bar between us, which you should have known be-

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48 : THJ : COLLEEN BA WN. [ ACT II. -forJl ; but I could not bring myself to confess. Forgive me, Anne ; you deserve a better man than I am. [Exit. ( ' ._ ANNE. A bar between us ! What does he IUean ? :. KYRLE. Re ineans that he-is on the verge , of ruin. He did not know how bad things were till last night . . , His genero3:1s, noble heart recoils from receiving from you anything but love. ANNE. And does he think I'd let him be ruined any way ? Does • he think I wouldn't sell the last rood of land, the gown off my bacji:, and the hair off my head, before the boy that protected and lov~d " me, the little child, years ago, should come to a haporlh of har11;? KYRLE. Miss Chute! ... /,./ /'• . ANNll. tJY ~ -Well, I can't help it! WhenJ'm angry, 11811 @PO@'II@ eomci • _ /--ent, aBolil ' my Irish heart "iH la4tiw;>ugh H1:11BBot0, t;riteee, imd-C-rh-UA t"vU, e~uyJaces I'll give him ny _fortune-that I will ! ~ / /~ . , KYRLE. , . ~,You can't; you've got a guardian, . who cann9t consent .to such a1sac&.ce. . . . , . c . • . . ANNE. ;I,{!!,ve I?. Then I'll. find a husod th~ (~Jl. KYRLE [ aside J. , She means me. I see it in her eyes. ANNE [ asidJ]. He's trying to look unco-:1scious.-[Aloud].-F:yrle D, ly, on your hono'.1r and word as a gentleman, do you love me, and nobody e~~e? .,,/,.d'T7..JL---

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SCENEII.] ' 1~ THE COLL:JillN B.A. WN. KYRLE. : ) Do you think me capable of contaminating your image by ad• mitting a meaner passion into my heart ? ANNE. Ye s ; I do_. KYRLE . Then you wrong me. ANNE. . rll..prove that, in one word ...... take cai:~ ~ow, it's coming ; ! . . . . -ilrniLJr. 'Go on. ANNE [aside]. Now, I'll astonish him . .[.A.loud.] EUy! What's that? Shule, sltule agra. , Where to? . XYRLJI. ' •KYRLE. ANNE, -Three win.ks-as much as to say, "-are you coining'.'-and an extinguisher above here means " . yes." N-ow) . you see, I know all about it. KYRLE. You have the advantage of tne . .. ANNE. Confess, now, and I'll forgive you. xhu. -l will, Tell me wliat to confess, and I'll confess it-I dozi)t ! . care what it is. -4(NNE(aii~ .If I hadn't eye-proof, he.!d brazen it out of me. Isn'the cun • , D

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niirg? starve. THE' COLLEEN EA.WN. [AcT n . a-foL He's one of those that would get fat where~ wo.uld KYRLE. That was a little excursion .into-mypastlife-a sudden descep.t:. on my antecedents; to see if you could not surprise an infidelitybut I defy you. ANNE. You do. Then I accept that defiance-and, mind you, Kytle, . if I find you true, as I once thought, there's my hand; but if you: are false in this, Anne Chute will never change h er nam e for your's. [ He kisses her h ~d . J Leave me now ! KYRLE. Oh, the lightnessyou have given to my he a rt. The number of pipes I'll smoke this afternoon will make them think we've __ got a haysta ck on fire. [ Exit r ANNE [rings b ell]. H ere-Pat-Barney-someone . [ Enter a Servant. J Tell Larry D olan, my groom, to suddle the ~lack mare, Fireball, but not to / bring her round to the house-I'll mount in the stabl es. [ Exit,,.._ Q Servant. J I'll riae over to lfockross Head, and draw that cottage. I'll know: what's thei:c. It mayn't be right-but I h avn't a big broth e r to see aft e r me~and self -pro tection is the first law of Nature. [~,4~ Exit. ''f#-/ 1 Entei, MRS\. CREGAN AND HARD&Ess. URS. CREGAN What do you say, Hardxes~? /'--HARD RESS. I say, moth e r, that my heart and faith are both already pledged to another, and I cannot break my engagement. 'Ams. CREGAN . And t ,his is the end of all our pride. o/

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THE COLLEEN BA WN. 51 HA.RDRESSS, R e pining is useless. Th o~glit and c6ntrivarlce are of no av.ail. The die is cast .' ... RS, CREGAN. , Hardress, I speak not for myre.lf, but for you ; and I would rather see yo.u in your coffin than n;iarried to this poor, low-born, si lly, vulgar creature. I know ' you, my son; you will be miser able, when the infatuation of fir st love is past; when you tum .fyom her, and face the world, as one day you must do, you will blush t;o say, this is my wife,' Every word from her mouth will be a pang to your prid e ; you will follow her movements with terror; the contempt and derision she excites/ will rouse you first to remorse, and then to hate; and from the bed to which you go with a blessing, you will arise with a curse. -HARDRESS, Mother ! mother I M.R~REGA.N, . . To .Anne you have acted a heartless and dishonourable part. Her name is already coupled with yours at every fire-side in Kerry. Enter Servant. . Servant. Mr. Corri gan, Ma'am. MRS, CREGA.J.~. He comes for hi s answe r ; show him in . [ Exit Servant, Th e hour has come, Hardress; what answer s hall I give him? HARD RESS, Refuse him, l et him do his worst. MRS. CHEGAN • . An.d face beggary! On what shall we live? I tell you, the prison for debt is open before us. Can you work? No. Will you enlist as a soldier, and s e nd your wife into sery i cc? W c an. i D 2 +

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+/ f THE COLLEEN B.A. WN. [ ACT II. ruined; do you hear? ruined !-I must accept this man, only to gj.v!) y:ou and yours a shelter; and, under Corrigan's roof, J; may not be ashamed, perhaps, to receive your wife. Enter Servant, showing in ConnrGAN. CORRIGAN ~ Good morning ; _ Ma'am; I am)unctuai, you perceive.-. MRS. CREGAN. . We have considered your offer, Sir, and we see no alternative , but! but-_ ,,__ CORRIGAN. , lfrs. Cregan, I am proud, Ma'am; to take your hand. I , . lURDRESS. [Starting]. :Be gone; be'gone; I ~ay--touch her, and i111 br!i~ you. . QORRIGAN ; ,, ,. \ :. -, Sq~~: ~!\Mr. Hardress. ~1 . . RARDRESS. Must I hurl you from the house ? Enter two Servants. • MRS. CREGAN, Hardress, my darling boy, restrain yourself. CORRIGAN. Good morning, Ma'am. I have my answer. [To Servants]. Is Mis~ Chute within? SERVANT. No, Sir, she has just galloped out of the stable-yard. CORRIGAN. Say I called to see her; I will wait upon her at this hour to-morrow. [ Exit, followed by Servants. 1,rns. CREGAN. To-morrow will see us in Limerick jail, and this house in the hands of the Sheriff. uf

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SCENE n.] THR. COLLEEN BA WN:. . R~RD~ss. :!'. Mother,-Heaven guide and defend me-let me rest for awhile; you don't know all yet, and, I hav~ n,ot the heart to tell you. MRS. CREGAN. With you, Hardress, I can bear anything-anything but your humiliation and your unha.ppineS;S, -HARD1l.l:SS: 1 I know . it, Yother, I know it. DANNY [appearing at' window]. Whisth, Missez, whisth. MRS. CREGAN. W40' s there ? DANNY. It's me, . sure, Danny that is. I know the throuble that's in it. I've been through it all wid him. MRS. CREGAN, You know, then--DANNY. Everything, Ma'am-and sure I sthruv . hard and long to im pache him from doing id. lllRS. CREGAN. Is he indeed so involved with this girl, that he will not give li!3; up? DANNY, No, he's got over the worst of it; but she houlds tight, and he feels kindly and soft-hearted for her, and darn't do what another would. MRS. CREGAN, Dare not! DANNY, , Sure she might be packed oft' across the wather to Amerikay, or t~em parts beyant. ,Vho'd ever ax a word afther her; barriu'

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0 54 THE COLLEEN BA WN. , j Masther1 who'd murdher me, if he knew I whispere~ such a / thing. . MRS. CREGAN. But would she go? DANNY. Ow, Ma'am, wid a taste ofpersuadin' we'd mulvather her abootd:; but there's another way agin, and..if.}>:e'd. only coax the Masther to send me his glove, he'd know the man.in of that token, and so would I. lfRS. C'aEGAN. His glove? , DANNY. Sorra a haporth else. If he'll do that, I'll take me oath J~e'll / hear n,o more of the Co~een Ba~;j-[.Exit MR!I. CREGAN.J-f,tare-, /f im.-ouns, that lively girl, Miss Chute, has gone the roa~ to 'M.uck-d ross Head-I watched her-I've got my eye on them all. If she sees Eily,-ow, ow, she'll get the ring itself in that helpin' of cale-cannon. Be the piper, I'll run across the lake, and maybe get there first; she's got a long round to go, and the wind is rising a purty . blast entirely. Re-enter MRs. CREGAN. MRS. CREGAN [aside/],...._ I found his glo,es in the_ hall, where he had thrown them in his hat. DANNY. Did ye ax him, Ma'am? MRS. CREGAN, I did ; and 1here is the ie_piy: DANNY. ~/-f has chan_g~d his mind , then ? , M R S . CRJ;GAN, ~e has, entir e ly. .;. .. ' _., -

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sCENE rr.j THE COLLEEN B.A WN. ... t-:-•DANNY • .And-and-I-am to-do it? 1MRS. CREGAN. That is the tciken. 'DANNY. 5i 'I know it. I'll-I'll k!Jep my promise • . I'm to ' make away 'Wid her? MRS. CREGAN, Yes, away with her. DANNY. He shall never see or hear agin of the ---,t-! Never fear, ' Ma'am . . n. 'Colleiyi :Bawn. I I ~---l.,_, ---<1f-----r.r~ I" J!j SCENE III. The .Exterior of ErLY' s Cotttige.-The La~ in the hauk grounil. Sl!EELA11,. Don't cry, darlin)-don't, alanna . . EILY. Re'll never eome back 'to me. I'll never see him agin, Sheelah. 'SHEELAH. Is it lave his own wife i' EILY, I sent him a letther by Myles, and Myles has never come back. t've got no answer. He won't spake to me. I am standin' be . tween him and fortune,-I'm in the way of his happiness. I wish I was dead. SHEELAH, Whist. Be dhe husht ! What talk is dat? When I'm tuk sad that way, I go down to the chapel, and pray a tum; .it . lifts , the cloud off ~y heart.. +

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+ THE . CQLLEEN J3A WN-. EIL:Y . I can!t pray. I've tried; but un:leS"s I pray for him, I can't bring my mind to it. SHEELAH; ' I never saw a colleen that loved as you lov e . SoTra come to me, but I bleive yim've got enough to supply all Munster, and mbre left 6ver than would choke ye, if yciu worn'~of it. EILY. He'll come back-I'm e~~e. h~ -wi.IJ. • I :w. a _l! "tlc!,:ed to ~oubt him. Oh! Sheelah! . what becoies .. of the girls that he doesn't lo,ve ? Is there anything goin; on in the worcld where he isn't?: n .. . -SHEELAH. There now, you are smilin' again. • ElLY, I'm like the first mornin' ~hen he met me-there was dew on. the young day's eye, an' a s _ mile on the lip of the Lake. Whisht, now, an' I'll tell"ye :-A1R-" The Prett/J , Girl milking her cow." 'Twas on a bright i:nornin' in summer,,' I first heard his voice sp3:kin low, As he said to a Colleen beside me-Wlio's that'Purty girl milkin' her cow ? i /'I--' Oh I many times afther met me, An' vowed that I always should be ~ : darlin', acuishla, alanna, Mavourneen, a ~uijish machree. I.'.._havn't the manners or gr_aces Of the girls in the world where ye move; I -1.iavn't their beautiful faces; But, oh, I've a heart that can love. If it plase ye, I'll dress me in satin, An' jewels I'll put on my brow; But, oh, don't be aftei: forgettin't fJ1 Xour _ purty. girl , milking her cow.. / • 1

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r/ SCENE II.] I'-THE COLLEEN BA WN: Hardress will come back. Oh, Y.~s-he'd never lave his poor • Eily, all alone by h e rs elf in this place. / . ~ './1----Qb I L . , d I ---=--4--f"-------~ _. no; as Ro,er 1'6tn& m e ,.. ~ 7 .. ,4.n alone hr IB) e-etf In this place . :, fa &-c. SHEELAH . The birds sit still on t4e qougll'.s t~ listen to !Jer, and t4e trees stop ~hisperin':.:...sh ~ la;~ s a migl\ t y ' big siliiic(i " behind h e r voice, ' ,. . ,,1 .,. that nothin' irt nature wants to bi;eak. My blessin' on the patli .. . ' before her-there's an angel at the othe~ end of it. _ [ji'q;it into house,-Eily slowl-1; ~peats the last line of the song: j Enter .A.NnE CHUTE. ANNE. There she is. [ErLY sings low, I am Eily O'Connor. ANNE.:, You are the Colleen Bawn-the pretty girL 't.,. • ..:I EILY. . ,-~ An:d you are the Colleen Rb.u.:_the girl wid :the hair of gold., ANNE{ aside]. ) She is beautiful! I ,., .,..,, EiiY [aside]. How lovely _ she is ! " • ( AnQther pame • . \

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/ '.!;.HE COLLEEN BA W K [ACT It, ANNE, W e ar e rivals. I'm sorry for it. ANNE , So am I ; for I feel tha t I c ould have loved you. EILY. That's always the way of it; everybody wants to l~v e me . ; but i here's something spoils them off. " ANN, Po you know that writing?_ EILY. [ Shows tlie l e tter . I do, Ma'am, well; though I don't know ho.; you cam "'tiy it. ANNE, f, •• i .). J I saw your signals last night; I saw his departure; and I have ,come here fo convince myself of his falsehood to m e . But now that I have seen you, y g u h a ve !;10 longer , a rival in his love; for I despise him with all . my heart; , who could bring so b ea utiful a nd simple a child as you are to ruin and to shame. EILY, He didn't ! No ! I am his wife ! ANNE. What! EILY. Oh ! I didn't man~ to confess it. No ! I didn't But yo11 ' wrung it from me in defence oI him ! ANNE, ' You his wife! Jj:nte-r D.unrr. DANNY [aside]. The. divil -l -Thejre at it; and fm too late J

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SCENE UI.] THE COLLEEN 13.A.WN. .J ')-• ,-59 ANNE. ! cannot believe ihis. Show me your certificate. EILY. Here it is. . . DANNY [advan~ing]. ~ 1 Didnit ye swear to the priest that it should never lave your '!-breastf . ., ' /) ANNE. / v Oh, you are the ~Oatman. eJ DANNY. ,. , _ ,Iss, Ma'am. ANNE. ,~iJ.y, forgive me fo~ doubtfng your goodness an _ d your ;purit~ I believe you. Let me take your hand ;-while the heart of Anne Chute beats, you p.ave a friend that wo~ be spoil' d off; but you have no longer a rival, mind th.at; all I ask of you is, that you will never mention this visit to Mr. DaJ,y. And for you [to Dan ny], this will purchase your sile~ce, [givesf;!!oney J. Good bye. [As i de]. Qh J J:yrle J)aly, it is your falsehood lias ruined me entirely. If you had only loved me. [ Exit. , _ , DANNY ; Long life t'ye. [ Aside Jt What does it mean? Hasn't she 0 found me out ? EILY. Why did she ask me1 never to ~pake to Mr. Daly of her visit here? Sure I don't know any-Mr. Daly : DANNY, Didn't she spake of him before, dear? EIL-Y. Never. DANNY, Nor didn't she name Masther Hardress ? ~ .• • c' . •U ' of fY

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' , ' THE COLLEEN BA WN. ~: EILY, ,v e ll, I don'no ; : she spoke ?f him, and _ of th e l e tther I wrote to bi1p, but I bleeve she nev e r n a m e q him entirely. D .\Nl\'Y, [Aside]. The divil's in it for s port. ~e's got 'e~ mixed yet. . Enter SHEELAH. SHEELA.H. What brings yo~ back, Danny? DANiY. Nothin', but a word I have -from the Masther, for the Colleen here. EILt: • . • jari, It is the answer to the lett.er I sent by Myles. DANNY, That's it, jeweH He sent me wid a message. SHF.ELAH. Somethin' bad :iias happ,~ned: :panny, you _ are as pale as milk, ./ " , . and your eyes is full of blood ; yev been drinkin'. . I DANNY, May be I have. SHEEI;AH. You trimble, and can't spak.e'str~ght. to me,• Oh! Danny, what is it, avick? ., DANNY, '.Go an now, an' stop yer ,kee~•, mother. - • l . • . ' . t , t i.~ILY. , .... f_ Faith, it isn't yerself that's in it, Danny; sure there's nothin' happened Hardress ? ' .•.: DANNY-. Divil a word, good or bad, I'll say, while the mother's there. SREELA.H, I'm goin'. [Aside] What's come to Danny this day at all. I . "' don't know my own boy, . [ Exit .S!:EE_I;A.H, -= I

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SCENE III.] THE COLL'EEN BA. WN. .-. : DA.NNY . Sorro' an' ruin has come on the Qregans. They'r e brok e entirely. EILY. 01}.._Danny. ! DANNY. Whisht now. You .are to mEJElt Masth er H ardress this eve nin' at a place on the Divil's Island, beyant. Ye'll never breath e a word to mortiaJ of _ where ye're g<>ing, d 'ye mind now; but slip dowri. onbekiiownst to the landin' below, wher e -I'll have the boat ~ aitin' for ye/ : • • A t what hour? ''DANNY. Just after dark. There's no moon-to-night, a n' no one will see _ us crossin' the wather:' : . ' ,,.,. T , 0--i , , EILY, I will be there. I'll go down early to the little chapel by the s hore, and pray thete for •H_ardress, / till ye come. [~it. I'm wake an' cowld. D anny. DA~i'Nt. . What'~, t~~ comm: over~ Enter SHEELAH , ' ' Smrn:cAH.: ' DANNI'.' Give me a glass of. whiskey! " ,, ,,. . r [ Wipes his foreka,J,, f!B still looks after E!LT.

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! J '1 THE COLLEEN BA WN. [ACT h. SCENE IV. -; . .!!::_e Old Weir '_ridge, 1nl a Wood on tlw verge of the Lake . .Ent e r ANNE CHUTE. -; ANNE. , .: , ;Married! the -wrel;l}h is married! _ and with that crime alrea~y on his consci e nce, he was ready for another and a similar piece of _ . v.illany. It's the navy that does it. It's my belief those sailors have a wife in every place the y s top at. MYLES [outside1]t' 0 Eily, asthore I Sure my Jove is all crost, Like a bud in the frost. ANNE. Here's a gentleman who has got my complaint-His love is all crost, , Like a bud in the frost . . ,,. "' . MYLES [jnt~rs]. And it's no use at all in my going to bed, 1 That's a comes m o my ea u, hu; In e 'ry fat r ; The snow ca 't COJllpare Wi your fo hea1i so fair , f

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SCENE rv.J THE COLLEEN BA WN. Ap.d I rat.her woul e blio{ of' your eye '.llhan the purtiest nt;s out of the sky. A , A ANNE. 63: I / My good friend, since you can't catch your iov e , d'ye think yow oould catch my horse ? [ JJistant Thunder . MYLES. Is it a black mare, wid stockin' _ on her off leg ? ANNE. I dismounted to unlock a g9:te, a peal of thunder frightened her, and she broke away. yri,i(s. She's in Tore Cregan stables by this time. It was an admira tion to watch her stride across ~ hil Dolan1s bit of plough . . -,ANNE. And how am I to get home ? ,, 1 • MYLE. S. If I had four legs, I wouldn't ax betther than to carry ye, an' a proud baste I'd be. . .-. [ Thunder . ~-The storm is coming _ down . the mountain. Is there . no shelter O u. near? . . 1 ._J chzw k; ~ rct,.,:::> v' c..... /i'LJ.-2 ~J!JEs_~r ,1 • tr;;I_J,~ There )J.J.~ a eorner iv _ t _ hl ::;oru:d chapel-. [.Rain]: He, e,. '-.." -comes the raJ.I1,-murdher ! ye'll pee wet. through-pui this round ;z, -----yez. { J-/1-: lv1-, CE.__ai,,_} r ANNE. No. You will catoh your death ofcold. MYLES. Could, is it!-[ Cloak, with Ma coat, ana takes a bottle from

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. 64 THE COLLEEN BA WN. [ACT, IT • th e pocket.]-Here's a wardrobe of top-coats! Thundr~, whoo! , this i s fine times for the wather ! This way, Ma'am! [ Exit, with ANNE: into Ghapel.-Thunder. Enter EILY. .EILY. : H e re's the place where DannY. was~-me~t me with the boat . ! .Her e he is !-[Enter D.rnNYJ,-How pale you are! .. DA.NNY, ..... ~ . ' The thunder makes me sick. .lULY. Shall we not wait until the storm ' is over ? .DANNY, . . If it comes on bad, we can put into Devil'.s Island Cave. ----llILY. I feel so happy that I am going to see him; yet -there'-s a -weight about my hearl: tjiat.I lllit account for. DANNY, Are you ready, now? • EILY, Yes ; come !-come! DANNY [ ,taggering ]. 'L ,. I'm wake yet! My throat is 'dry! If I'~ a dra~ht of whis: key, now! '-' ,-., Sheela4 gaye you a pottle. L. r EILT. L DAMM:Y. . I forgot! It's in the boat. , EILT, Hf!1'8 comes the ra~, , We shall get '!et.. . .DAllNY, . , _h~e's the ~aethets boat-clo~ b .elow:, , ,. '

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SCENE ':rv.J "I 'l ( THE COLLEEN BA WN'. .,•. 6S . i ••' EILY. "' _ _ .. -,.,~ Come, Danny, lean on me. I'm afraid yo\i are not sober enough to sail the skiff . .,. ' . • • i DA.NNY, Sober ! The dhrunker I am, the betther I can~ do the work i've got to do. Enter ANNE CmrrE and MYLEs. MYLES. It was only a shower, I believ;e, Are . ye wet, Ma'am? ANNE [appearing]. i " Dry an biscuit. MYLES, ---:: .&ht en, it's yerself is the nfave and beautiful lady-as howll il.nd p~~ud as a shlp befor~ th~ blasff / ,-A/. . . . J.1 } . ,.• AN~( ~ . Why, there is my mare! And who comes with her? -i. • MYL'ES, It's Mr. Hardress Cregan himself. ANNE [ WMMIU kw handkerchief]. HardreBS ! Here! • T Ent,r fuBDREBS. KA.RDRESS . Ann e, what has happened ? your horse galloped wildly into . the stable; we thought you had been throWJi. MYLES [aside]. Here is the letter Eily tow Id me to give him last night. [ To Hilu>RESS ].-I beg your pardon, Sir; but her e's a taste of a lettef i was asked to give yer honor. IlARDRESS [ dsid'{J. From Eily ? r---. B J

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66 Tri. COLLEEN :B.A.WN. [A.CT IL . A.NNE, Thanks, my good fellow, for your assistance. MYLES. Not at all, Ma'am; sure there isn't a boy in the boy in the County K e rry that wouldn't give two thumbs off his hands to do a sarvice to the Colleen Ruadth, the girl wid the gold e n hair, as you are called among us; iss, indeed, Ma'am. [ Going aside J..A.h, then, and it's the purty girl she is in them long clothes. ; [Exit. lliRDRESS [reaas aaide}. "I am the cause of your .ruin ; I cannot live with that thought killing me. lfl do not see yotl before night, you will never again li>e tJroubled with your poor Eily.'' ' Little fool, she is capable of doing herself a:n .~jury. : , ' ; , ANNE, q Hardress ; I have ~een very b!in'.d and: very foolish ; but ~-day 1 "}f11ve learned to know my own heart,-there\1 my hand. I wi s h to : se'al my fate ,at once. I know the delicacy which pronf--pted you to re:fease me from my engagement t _ o Y,'qu. _ I don't accept that re lease. I am yours. HARD~SS, .A.nn!l, you don't know alll. ANID:. I know more than wanted, that"~ enough. . I fo:rbid you. e;ver t d .: spe _ ak on this subject. ' ' IlA.RDRE9S, You don't know my past life • .. ~4.1.,.1 .. .c.. .. .A.nd I don't want to know / I've had enough of l(!oking into,/ : past lives. Don't tell me ei~hing you wish to forget. I'--, J' HA.RDRESS, Oh, Anne, my dear cousin, if I could .forget,,-if silence c . ould , be . ?blivion. [ Exeu,nt.

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1 SCENE vr.J THE COLLEEN RA. WN. '. ' MYLES enters, ,,,.,, '' Cbarl~•moant;~• Song.-L6'ck8 the rloolf of Ms cabin. MYLES. Now, I'll go down to my whiskey-stilt It is undher my feet this minu . te, bein' in a hole in the rocks they call O'Donohoe's .-t,,,,, Stables-a sort of water-cave. / The people round here think that cu,.,J--wit.~ j 'cave is haunted wid bad sperrits'; and they say that pf a dark ru;;.d j tdh,J vi stormy _Right that strange onarthly n,pises is heard ~?-111ih' out of i _ t; J' / . 1 _ t is le , singing "The night before Larry wasstfetched.~ ]'.f~1 J,..we,. 0 ~ . I ' ll go down to that cave, and wid a sod oflive turf-dher _ a keptle N r . Qf wort;J'll invoke them sperrits; and what's more, the~•n. co~e; 71 /{~ [&it~nging; 1 -j'J-t1al . (,., f~ 'f 1/L ______ ., ' n--t,,J~ /4,hf /ej 5-::J SCENE VII. A Cave.-Through a large opening at the back i, seen • the Lake outside.-Hollow mutterings of the storm , still heard.-Water flows all o ver the Cave.-SmaU rooks app ~ ar aoov'e, and one fiat rock;-Centre.-A rope hangs from above; and is hitched to a Roc k on side. MYLES. [ Singing oiitsi'de ]. Oh I Charleyniount i s l:t purty place. , ( .A.ppears 01i the rocks]. And this is a pur ty night for my work : Cloudy and dark. Th e smok e of my whi s~ey -still will not b~ seen. Th e re's my disti ll e ry beyant, in a snug hole up ' 'there. [ Unti'es the rope]. And here's my bridge to cross over to it'. I E .2" /,,,,rv./..e ' i_, h ,uvr( R,.j._/ tv.., /~, . J [_,,,j~

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ff8 THE COLLEEN BA WN'. [ A C T ri'.' think it would puzzle a gauger to folly me. This is a patent of my own; a pght rope bridge. [ He a!lows himself to swing, clear& the water, and alights • on • a rock]. Now, I tie up my draw bridge on this side, till I want to go back. What's that? It was an otter I woke from a nap he was takin' on that bit 6' rock there. Oh! ye divil, if I had my gun, I'd give ye a . leaden supper. I'll go up an' load it-may. be I'd get a shot.' Them stones is the ' place where they lie out of a night / and many a one I've shot there. [ Sif s ], Now to finish . . &o. [ Climbs the rocks, and disap-pears-a pause J [ ..4. Pir;gU8 or small b~at, contain ing IJanny and Eily; appears • . EILY. _ Wliat pla~e is t)ris, Danny, you have brought me to? ,. ,. < • • DA.NNY. Never fear, I know where I'm goin'; m,ind ye're footing, it's-.w ~ t _ there. EILY. . rd"., ; step out on thiJ!_ roe~_ ; , I don' t like this place, it is like a tomb. D 4 NN Y , Step out, I say; the boat is l a king . . E i ly steps on the r o ok. EILY . Why do you speak to m e so rough and cru e l ? D NN.Y. Eily, I've a word to sa y t'ye; lis te n now , and don' t thrembf e that way. EILY. I won't, D a nny; I won ' t. DANNY. O n'st, Eily, I w a s a fine brave boy, the pride . of my ould mother; h e r white-h a ir e d d a rlin '-you wouldn't think it to look at m e ~ now. D'ye know h o w I got c h a n ?e d to thi s ?

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,r SOE?ttl: VII,] THE COLLEEN 13..AWN. I ... , Yes; Hardress told me. ,DANNY:. He done it! But I loved him before .it, an' l loved him afther it! Not a dhrop of blood I have but I'd pour it out like wather for the Masther ! EILY. I know what you mean ! . As he ~as d_!lformed your body, : ruined your life, made you what you areJ DANNY. Have you-a woman-less love for him than I, that you zouldn't give him what he wants of you, even if he broke your heal, as he broke my back, both in a moment of passion? Did I ax him to ruin himself and his ould family, and all to mend ~y 'hones ? No; I loved him, and I forga' him that ! :I EILY. • • Danny_!, What d 'ye want m e to do? / -DANNY. / c,,-fb u .6,t, Give me that paper in your brea st. EILY. I can't. I've sworn n ever to part wid it-you know I L a,e. DANNY. Eily, that paper stand s betwe e n H ardress Cregan and hi s fortune-that pap e r is the ruin of him-gi1e it , I tell yez . EILY . . Take me to the priest-let him lift th e oath off II e . Oh, Danny, I swore a blessed oath on my two knres-and i•e w o uld itx 11',e t o brake that. DANNY. Give it up:--and don't'make m e h//1 ye. [ Sd:es her 1.-am!.s. EILY. I swo-1~by my mother' s gram, Danny. Oh ! . Dariny , dt ' ar j<;n,1,

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THE COLLEEN BA WN. don't, a c uishla-,-and I'll do anything. See, now, what good would it b e ?-,-sur e , w~1ile_I li ; e , I'm hi s wife. DA.NNY. • , d The n y < m 've li v e d to o l o:ig-ta k e y our marriag e line s imtl: ye . to t h e b pttoI:J. o:f the L a k e . [ H e th;ro,ws h e r fr:o,n t h a rock-she falls into the water-wi th a c,ry a JL~ s , r ea,ppear/j/] 3/ EILY [ c l in g ing. to th e rock. J No-,,-save me--:don't kill me-don't, Danny. _ l;'ll-I'll _do, 1W-rtb,ing=0nly let me live. . DANNY. B;e w-an,ts. yo~ dea,d,. . . ,EilY. Oh! Goel b,elp .me-Danny-Dan-DANNY. l've done it. _-She's go,ne. [ I?ushes of h e r hands. _ [ She disa,ppears. ...4. sll:(Jt i,s !;,,ear.it-he falls::.:...tri~ , to rise, and rolls off t!J,e rocks into, the wat er-a pause. J MYLES [ a,ppearing]. _ I h i t 9ne ov th e m ba s te s tl;i.a t time-I QOul~e w e ll, Wit was. s o d ar \-,,,--bu,t t h e r e wa s some thin' movin' on tha t s t o n e . [ SwirJ,gll: liim.selJ-on to one of the 8to11e s . J Divil _ a sj.g n of l\im. ~to p-:::-th e r e's . som e t hi,n~ wh~te there[ l Leans o v er, a nil qatc lies an end of E i ly' s dress. ] What's thi s'?. L H e ilrags her '193 H~. , . e~k, insensible. J It j S a woman ! 11nd dhrown e d ! TH:!tli tJ.css !-~ :io it onl.d. 8ffl1; j. -tJtie ! do, my 6W!l tlwlin . ' ~~'/7:;;:;oU:e i .u~ k ~ ) :L/ !/ . -~ k-dG / k . _ , .. A C T•., I E_L, I~,,._ 2 4 civ:Jt ~ ) . -1 Lr ~ ~ )f'dy.'~ l,A pU/4<, %c . " (I jJ_ --~. d/1 /,-'A ,,/,. Oh P}.u J t-JL . 1 ~. 1 d k_ ' L ~ ( ~'-I ,. /LU,, i;__ -u-----'-7

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F \ ... . THE COL_ L _EEN BAWN . .

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-.• ,. l . ' ACT III. TM Interior of an Iriah Shealing, or Hut.-A. low Truckle-bed, with Patchioorlc Quilt, on which DANNY lliNN ia niscovered:=-A rf Table, Candle ~/ st11c~ in a bottle .. -TM Room is _ ~ _ tJery.poO;f.~ ~'1ed, ,f>l'. kJ...~ of 1'1ga/11~<::~fl!.~--Stone 'VS Jr-I . ;-. vw,.L,J{en 1,1.HEEUH at,t/i8 .Xr1::le,
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o/4 THE COLLEEN :BA WN. [A.OT III, SHEKLA.H. Iss, Danny. Ten days ago-dat stormy night, ye crawled~ ~ t th!!,t dure, wake, and like a ghost. DANNY. I r e~d me now. S:j!EELA.H. Ye tould me that ye had been poachin' salm,on, and had been shot by tlJ.e keepers. DANNY. Who said I hadn't? SHEELAH. Divir a one. Why di~ make me promise not to say a word about it i Didn't ye refuse even to see doctli-er itself l . v DANNY. Has any one axed afther me? BREELA.lf, Not one b'qt lfisther :e;ardreBB. God bleSB him, BHEELAir. I tould him I hadn't seen ' ye. And here ye are this day, groanin', wlien there's great doin's up at Castle Chute. To-mor, row the Maether will be married to Miss Anne. DANBY , Married! Bu~the-his-IIHULAJI. Poor Elly ye mane? DilfflT. Hide the candle f;rom me eyes; its pajnin' me_ . Sit there, and shade it off . Go on, mother. ..

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I ~CENE I,],: THE COLLEEN l3.A. WN. '75 SHEELAH. The poor Colleen-o:Ji -vo !-:c-Darui.y. I knew s he'd die of the love tha t waa chokin' hw. He didn't know how tindher s h e was , when he gave h e r the h ~ rd word. What was that message the Masther sint to h e r that y e wo~d not l e t me hear-it w:;is cruel, :Panny, for it brok e hei; 4eart entirely. She went away tha t night; and two days afther, a clo~ was found fl.oatin' in the reeds -ndher Brick~en Bridge. ~oboqy knew it but me. I turned 11,way, and I never saiq a word, The creature is dhrowned, Danny ; and woe to them has dhruv her to it. She has no fath e r, )10 mother to put a curse on him; but the re's the Fathe r above that never spakes 'till the la s t da1, anq thin--[Sh e turns, and/ aeea JJanny gasping and pale, ltis eyeB .faxed on her. Supporting liimaelf-rm her'.J Danny !-He's dyin' I DANNY, Who said that ? Y li~. i )ley~r lqlled her. Sure he sent me t:e glove. . Where ill it 1 He's ravin ag'in. DANNY, i'he glove ;-he sent it to me full of blood. Oh Masther dear! there's your token , l tQulq ye would clear the path forninst ye. SHEELA~. Danny, what do !Oll mane? D,\NITT', I'll tell ye how I did/ Mast@r. 'Tw:J.s this -way-but. qon't smile like dat, don't, Sir~he wouldn't gi' me de marriage lines, so-I sunk her, anq her proofs wid her , She's gone. She came p onst, but I put her down ag'in. Never fear, she'll' never throuble yez ag'in-never-never. Muttera incoherently. Sheelah haa thrown her,elf on her 'ffneea, in horror and prayer.

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76 THE COLLEEN . BA WN. [ACT III. $HEE.LAH. 'Twas h e! h e !-:-my son! he murd4e~d ~ her! al}' h e 's dying now-.-dying wid blood on hip h ~n~. s r :Q~p.ny ! Danny ! s pake to m e. DANNY • . A-docther ! will a.ey let ~e die " lik~ ~ -b~ste ?. J never a docs ther-.. . .. , .,,v 7.;, . SHEELAH •.. • • I'll run for one that'll cure ye. Oh wirra sthru, Danny, is it for this I've nursed an' loved ye. NJ; i i'orgive me, acushla, it isn't yer own mother that 'ud aad to yer heart-brakin' an' pain. I'll fetch the doctheJ.!, avick-oh, och hone, och hone. [ Pulls her hood over 'lter" nead, arid goes:out.-A-pause.'.i..JA knock.-A second knock. Enter CoRRIGAN. . .. -~ , ... COll.JUGAN. Sheelah !-nobody here . . I'm bothered entirely. . The dottage on Muckross head is empty; not a sowl in id bnt a cat. Myles is disappeared, and Danny gone-:--v~shed, bedad, like a fog ; Sheelah is the only one remained. I called to see Miss Chute-I was kicked out. I sent her a letther-it was returned to me unr,_IIer la-wye~ ~aa. paid off the ~ortg.age, and taxed my bill , .,; ,1 •' JJ• f I ' " • ••. 4 • of costs, : . the spalpeen. 1 [DANNY groans in his sleep l-~at'J> "that? Someone asleep there ! .. :._;Tis Danny. . . .. _ DillIT. A docther-gi' me a doctlier : _. CORJUGAN, ])annr ~ere-and concealed? tooJ.. Oh, there's somethin' goin' 01;1 th~t'~ wort~ ~e_e,P.in' into. . Whisth ! there's footsteps comin' . If I could hide a bit. , I'm. a magist4r&te, an' I ought to know -r.--. . . . " '' .'. " . . w~att's~~~ 9 f ;i, J!.e~~'.s a . turf-hol~, ~h~_ a windy to it. ,, .. [{h i t . Ent,r . SHEELAH •.. Danny .

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SCEBE 1.] THE COLLEE N B A WNT 77 DANNY. Is thil.t you, Moth e r ? SIIEELA.H. I.'v e brou _ ght the docther, astliore. l!{nter If A.THE:a ToM . • D ANNY. The priest. SJIEBLA.H [ a ifking on her knees ~eaide him]. • 01\. ! my child, don't be angry wid me; but dis is the docther you want. It isn't in yer }Jody where,the hurt is, the wound is in yer poor sowl; there's . all the harrum. FA.THER TOM. Danny, my son, it' s sore-hearted . I .am to see ye down this wmy. SHEELA.H. :And.1st> good a son Mwas t ~ his ould mother. ,1, _f'' Don't say that, don't._ SHEELA.H . I will say it-my b~essin' oii y ['; :See that now, he's cryin'. ' • • .I. ':;: . ,,,, •,,• FA.THER TOM. • Danny, the hand of death is on ye; will ye lave . your sins be-hind ye her e below, or will ye ta){e them ~c{ y e 'abo~e, to show them on ye. Is there anything ye. can do that;ll--~e~d a wro~g. lave that legacy to the priest, an' he'll do it? Doj e want pardon of anyone down here? Tell ~e, avick. I'll get'ifro~ • ye, ~ nd ' send it afther ye ; may be ye'U want it. 0 • .i, • I 't ti .. : .-J ;IL .. ,,I . . .. i).,unry. • . :: ' .-: ,., f ' . • [~iaing]. I killed ];ily _ O'Qo~qr. , 1 .;, • SB'EELAIL - • Oh! [ Cw,n'-her face Jith her hand,-.

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I THE COLLEEN BAWN. FATHER TOM. The Lord l _ook down an' forgive ye. What harrum had ye agin' the poor Colleen Bawn? DANNY; She stud in his way, and _ he had niy heart an' sowl in his keepin'. FATHER TOM. Hardress . DANNY, Himself-I said I'd do it for him, if he'd giv; me the token. FATHER TOM. Did Hardress employ you to kill the girl? DANNY. He sent me the glove-that was to be the token, that I was to put her away..:_an' I did it-in the Pool-a-dhiol. She woulaii t gi' me the marriage lines. I threw her in; and then , l was kilt. , ., ), 1.. FATHER TOM. Xilled/by whose hand? ,, • DANNY. I don't know, unless it was the hand of Heaven. [ Falls back. FATHER TOM. [,Asiae, rising, going aown J. Myles-na-Coppaleen is at the . bottom of this; his whiskeyastill is in that cave, and for t en days past he has not been seen. / Wh~t did Hardress give you, to com-mit the crime ? /'---DANNJ" • . Gi' me ! Oh ! Father Tom, tould I stan' on hire to do murther? He loved me, l was his ow'n boy, his Danny. When the boys called me hump-back, his eyes would flame fire, an' he'd dash. at them like a tiger, I' grew to him-God bless him~front the day he broke my back

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SCENE r.j THE COLLEEN BAWN. 7!:l SHEELAH. Ii Oh! Why didn't ye die that time? I'd have bless ~ d him this day.~ Danny, a t er ye fell; how did you ~et home? 'd1J;;; . DANNY • .J _ _ J~ !'fell in the wather-the current carried me to a rock. How t(,V~ long I was there, half-drom;ied, I don'Jio ; bu:t on wakin', I found my boat floatin' close by me. It was still dark. I got in, an1 crawled here, FATHER TOM [aside]. 1'11 go see Myles. There's more in this than has come out. SHEELAH; on' t your reverence say a word of comfort to the boy ? He's ism great p~u entirely. , . FATHER TOM [ to SHEELAH] • . f:? P,>v im quiet-I'll be back agin with th:e comfort for him. D~y, . y ~ur ~ime is short; make the most of it.-[ aside ].-I'm ofl'._to Myles-na,_Ooppaleen. Oh! Hardress Cregan, ye little thinlf ivhat a bridal day ye'll have I CORRIGAN [ wlw has been writing in his::.note-book every word of tks'foregoinp confession]. ,.~ I've got down every word of the confession. Now : iiru:dress Cregan, there will be guests at your weddin' to-night ye little dhram.e of. [ Gets out of windott:, D:!'.NNY.-, Mother . ! .Mother! The pain is on me !W b'71cft fr in : _ / t (

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. . THE COLLEEN BA WN: E.1.cT ru. 1 .• SCENE II. A &om in Castle Chute f ! Enter KYRLE U.1.LY, preodded hy Servant . '" i•J .. Inform Mrs. Cregan that I am. waiting upon her. Enter lh,s, QREGAN, ~. , . lltRS,,CREGAN'.• . .:. -. I am glad to see you, Kyrle. [ Exit Servant , XYRLE, You ~p.t for me, Mrs. Cregan. My ship sails ,fro:qi Limetick to-morrow. n ~ _ ver thought I cold oe ~o anxious . to quit mY[ native 41,p.d . • •. , ,,,.,. , . __ H118. CREGAN. ,'l want you to see For ten days past he . shuns th!? J society of his bride. By night he creeps out alone in his boat to the laka,; by . day h~. Wf!llders rolll_!.d the ~eighbourhood, pale , as ... ..., • }, _ .,t , T"-" ...,,. •o> .t, l' -I •• t death. , He is h~art-broken. ; .. \,/! - • l[YRLE, f • l • • • . . ,'1 I ll.llLE. Did he forget that I left your house when Miss Chute, without word ~f explanation, behaved so unkindly to me ? :t,ml, CREGAN . She is not the same girl )ince she accepted Hardreas. She' quarrels, weeps, complaine, aad has lost her spirits ,entirelf .

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THE COLLEEN BA.WN'. KYJI.LE. She feels the neglect of Hardress. ANNE [ outside J Don't answer me; obey, and hold your tongue. MRS. CREGAN. Do you hear ?--:She is rating one of her stirvants. ANNE [outsid e]. No words ! tll have no sulky looks, neither!-[ Enters, dressed iii part as a bride, w ith the veil and wre ath 1 h e1 l,and.J-Is that the veil and wreath I ordered? How dare you tell me ' that ! [ Tea;rs it, and is th1owif9 it off. MRS. CREGAN. Anne! [ ANNE sees KrnLE, and stands confused and surp1ised. XYRLE, You are surprised to see me in your house, Miss Chute, . : ANNE , You .,.ar . e . welcome, Sir. ,_ r~_[aside], She looks pal~.,, .. :Sh1!1s not happy-that's gratifying! I' .. ~, ' ,,, ANNE [aside]. . -.. ~ .-' -He does not look well-that's s~r ,.1.,, ........ --~~-.. $\-::J:-.. .. ~,------'""' •':arns. CREGAN, ~ -•.--~n,4::--y.to,fui'dHardress." -~~--' [Exit. KYRLE." --~• ' I hope-; that you don't think I intend ed-that is-I c ame to • see Mrs. Cregan. ANNE [ sharplv] _ . .-I don't flatter myself _y9.u wi~hed ic; see me. Why should you? ' ___ .,J .~ ,V-i ~-.....--;..

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THE COLLEEN BA WN. [ACT Ill; KYRLE. A _ nne, I am sorry I offended you. I don't know what I did. But, no matter ! ANNE. Not the sliglitest ! KYl!IJ1-J released your neighb9mhood of my presen ce. ANNE. ' Yes ; and you released the neighbourhood of the presence of somebody else. She and you disappeared together. KYRLE. She! • ANNE. Never mind! KYRLE. But I do mind ! I love Hardress Cregan as a brother ; and I hope the time may come, Anne, when I can love you as a sister. A N N . Do ye? I don't! KYRLE. I don't want th e di s like of my fri e nd's wife to part my friend n n d m e . ANNE • .... Wh s hould it? I'm nobody! KYltLE. If y o u were my wife, a nd a s ked me to hat e any one, I'd do it . . I couldn't n e lp it. ANNE. I b e lieved words lik e that once, when you spoke them; but I',e been t a ught how ba~ ely you can deceive. KllLE. Who taught y ou?

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SCENE II.] THE COLLEEN BAWN . ANNE • . Who ?-[ a pause ].-Your wife ! KYRLE. My-what? ANNE, Your wife! The girl you concealed in the cottage on Muckross Head. Stop now ! Don't speak! Save a falsehood, how ever many ye have to spare. I saw the girl. She confessed. -~ K.YRLE. Confessed that she was my wife ? ANNE. ., Made a clean breast of it in a minute, which is more than you could , do with a sixteen:foot w aggon and a team of ten in a week. KYRLE, Anne, hear me. re peat it. Thi s i s a frigh t ful error. The girl will not . . . ANNE.-• , . B:ring h e r before me, and let her speak. KYRLE. How do I know where s h e is ?-ANN E . Well, brin~ your boatman, then, who told me the same.!... JLYRLE. I tell you it is false. I n~vc1: Sfl-~v-never kn ew the girl. ANNE. You did not! [ Draws out EILr's l ette r.J-Do you know that ? You dropped-[ places it before kis Jape J--KYRLF.. This !-[reads]. i,

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---+ + THE COLLEEN BA WN. Enter HARDREss. ANNE • . Hardress !-[turns aside] • . XYRLE. Oh!-[ suddenly stri1ck with the truth, glances towaras ANNE, ana, finding her lookin9 away, places the paper before HaRDREss' face].Do you know that ? You dropped it. H ARDRESS . Oh ?-oh !-[conceals the l etter as ANN E . turn s]. XYJU.E [aside]. 'Twas he.-[ Looks froni one to tke other].-She thinks me guilty; but if I stir to exculpate my self, he is in for it. IIARDRESS.• !7I1~ 0 uh./ ~tt lssk distressia, Rycle Anne, v;.li.at i s tee HHl,tt0 ? /~ ll:'fRLE. Not] g, Ii fiFees ; I was about to ask Miss Chute to forget a s ubject whi c h was painful to her, and to beg of her never to mention i t again-not even to you, Hardress. 1IARDBESS. I am sure she v,ill deny you nothin g I will forget it, Sir;. -[ aside]-but l'll 11Hel' forgn-c 1m-nu-:er ! KYIU. E [aside]. She l o Yes me Gtill; and he loves another, and I'm the most n1iserable dog was e,er kicked. H a rdress, a word with you . [ Exit wit!, HaRDREss. ANNE. And this i s my wedding day. There goes the only man I ever lo.el. When he's h ere n ear-by me, I could give him the worst .---. , treatment a man could desire ; and when h e goes away, he takes the heart and all of me off w ith him, and t fee l like unfur~ --r--nished h o use. 'l'hi s , is pretty feelings for a girl to have, and she in her regimentals. O.._he wasn't marri e d! but he is; and he'd I.., J

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'SCENE nf] 'THE COLLEEN B.A.WN. have manied me as well, the malignank--~h ! if he had, how I'd have made him swing for it; it would hive afforded me the hai, piest moments of my life. [ E--;;fi: SCENE III. ti The Jxterior of thefut 11/ MnEs-~~-CoP~EEN. Enter FATHER To:r.r. FATHER TOM. 4 Here's Myles~shanty. I'm nearly kilt wid l wondher is he at home. Yes, tlie door is [ Knocks ].-Myles, Myles, are ye at home? MYLES [entering]. ,, climbin' the hill. locked inside.~ No, I'm out. Al.Tab./ is it yerself, Father Tom, that's in it? FATHER TOM. FLet us go inside, Myles. I've a word to say t'ye. MYLES. ilI-:-I've lost the key. FAT.HER TOllf. Sure, it is stickin ' inside. MYLES . I • Iss, I lock the doo1 in s id e , and lave it th e re when t go out, for .. fear av losin' it. FATHER :rOM . Myles, come here to m e . It's lyin' ye arc; :Jv k m , e in the face, What's come t'ye these. ten days past? {.l'hrc.; ~ime s I've been to yom-
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86 .THE COLLREN 13A. WN. [ACT,,III, FATHER TOM. J\fyles, why did you shoot Danny Man ? MYLES. Oh ! murther, oh ! who told ye that? FATHER TOM. Himself. MYLES. Oh! Father Tom; have ye seen him? FATHER TOM. I've just left him. HYLES. Is it down th e re ye'v been? FATHER TOM, Down where? MYLES. :Below, where he's gone to. Where could he be afther murdhering a poor crature ? FATHER TOM. How did you know that? MYLES, How did I ? Whisht, Father Tom. It was his ghost. FATHER TOM, lle's not dead, but dying fast from the wound ye gave him. MYLES. Onbeknown~ I never knew 'twas himself, till I was ~o,ld . 1 Who told you ? Is it who? FATHER TOM. HYLES.

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CENE m.] f--. . ~THE COL-LEEN BAWN . FATHER TOM. Who ? .who? Not Danny, fo:i he does not know. :MYLES. ! Wait, an' I'll ten: ye what killed him. It was ni g h twelve that night, I was com~• ho~. I know the time, betoken, )(., Murty Dwyer m ade me stop in h is she been, bein' the wake of the ould Callaghan, his wife's uncl e , an' a dacent man he was. Murty, sez I--FATHER TOm. Myle s , you ' re desavin' me. MYLES. Is it after desaving yer riverence? FATHER TOM. • i.. I I see the lie tn your mouth. Who told ye/ it was Danny~ ye killed? MYLES. t, You said so awhile ago. FATHER TOM. Who told Yo/ it waa Danny Man ? llYLEs/ Oh I Father Tom, divil a one. I've d.on't be hard on me. got an oath on my lips; F ATHER TOM. . -I'll lift the o!th from ye _ ; tell me, avick. Oh, tell me, did ye .search for the poor thing ? The darlin' soft.;yed Colleen. Oh I Myles, could ye lave her to li e in the copld lake, all alone ? No, I couldn't. Enter EILY. l\IYLES. FATHER TOM. (M,\-Eily [embracing her]. Is it ye.rself, and alive, -eM.. here, _ an' JlQt-not-f-Oh, Eily, mavourne~ come t0;my heart/ , r

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THE COLLEEN B.A. WN. [ACT In. MYLES. ,. D'ye think ye'd see me alive, if she wasn't? I thought ye knew me betth e r. It's at the bottom of the Poul-a-Dhiol I'd be this minute, if she wasn'.t to the fore. FATHER TOM, Spake to me. Let me hear ye're voice? EILY. V Oh ! Father Tom, wont ye take me far away from this place ? " FA+HER TOM. Why did you hide yourself this way ? EILY. For fear he'd see me. FATHER TOM, H!U'dress ! you knew, then, that he instigated Danny to get rid ofye? EILY. Oh, why didn't I die ?-why am I alive now for him to hate me? FATHER TOll. D'ye know that in a few hours he is going to marry another? EILY. I know it; Myles told me. That's why I'm hiding myself away. 1!'ATHER TOM . . What does she mean . ? MYLES. She loves him, that's all. FATHER TOM . Love the wretch who sought your life 1 EILY. Isn't it his own ?-an' it isn't his fault, if his love wouldn't last

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THE COLLEEN BAWN". 89 as long as mine. I was a i:oor mane cratur e , not np to him any --}--, way; but if h e'd only s aidto me, "Eily, put th e grave b e tween , us, and make me happy," s ure I'd have lain down wid a big heart in the lough. FATHER TOM, And you will pa s s a life of seclusion, that he may live in hi s , guilty joy? , EILY. Ifl was alive, wouldn't I be a shame to him, an' a ruin? Ain ' t I in his way? God help me. Why would I throuble him ? Qh ! he was in great pain o' mind entirely, when he let them put a hand on me, the poor darlin' ! FATHER TOM. And you mean to let him believe you dead? EILY. D ead an' gone; then, perhaps, his love for me will come back, and the thought of his poor foolish little Eily, that worshipped the ground he stood on, will fill his heart awhile. FATHER TOM. And where will you go? . EILY. I don'no-any wliere-what matther ! llIYLES. J;,ove makes all places alike. EILX, I'm alone in the world now. FATHER TOM, The villain-the monsther. He sent her to Heaven, because he wanted her there to blot wid her tears the record of his iniquity. Eily, ye have but one home, and that's my poor house. You are not alone in the world. There's one beside ye-yo,ur f11tther-and that's myself.

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+/ 90 THE COLLEEN BA WN. [ A.CT III. MYLES. 'l'wo, bad luc k to me, two ! Let me be h er mother. Sme I b rought her into the world-the second time, any way. FATHER TOM. Whisht; look down there. What's that on the road? MYLES. It's the sogers; a company ofred coats! What brings the army out? Who's that wid thim ? It, is ould Corrigan; and they are going to Castle Chute. There's mischief in the wind. ,.._ .'. .... FATHER TOM. In wid ye, an' keep close awhile: ' I'll go down to the Castle, and see what's the matther. EILY. Promise me that you'll not betray me ;" that none but yourself 4/,,-..c../ an' Myles shall ever know I'mlivin'-promise me that before[ou &'9 , ' , FATH;ER TOM, I do, Eily. I'Jl never breathe a word of it ... It is .as sacre an oath. [ Exit.FAT To:rir. EILY. Shut me in, Myles, and take the key wid ye, this time. [ She goes into hut. -f MYLES. There ye are, like a pearl in an oysther. Now I' o to my bed, as usual, on the mountain above ; the boulster is stuffed wid rocks, an' I pull a cloud over me for a blanket. [ Exit. / I ' . -

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SCENE Iv.] THE COLLEEN BA W N . 9l SCENE IV. The futskirts of Cas tie Chute.-Ni ght . Ente r CORRIGAN and th e Soldiers. CORRIGAN. Quiet, boys ! StbJ:ew yerselves round the wood-three of ye at the gate beyant-two more this way. Watch the windies; if he tries to escape at all, he'll jump from a windy.-[ The Soldiers exit, as ordered.-The house is surround e d.-l'fus'i'c is heard within -Air, th e "Boulanger."J/-Ho ! ho! theirk dancin'-dancin' ~1 and merry-makin'-while the net is closin' round them! Now) Masther Hardress Cregan, I was kicked out-was I? But I'll come this time wid a call that ye'll answer wid your head,-instead of your fut. My letters wa s returned unopened; but here's a bit of writin' 'that ye'li not be able to hand b ~ k so aisy: -~ Enter a Corporal. .,_,•i COllPORAL, .All right, Sir! CORRIGAN, Did ye find the woman, as I tould ye? CORPORAL. Here she is, Sir. Enter SHEELAH, guarded by two Soldiers: SHEELAH. What's this? Wliy am I thrated this way? What~ done? CORRIGAN. ~l ,. You are w~ted: awhile. It's your testimony we requ-e. ; Wh~ _:,;e is . the priest ? ----

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92 'CORPORAL, My ln e n are on his track. CORRIGAN ... Bring her this way. Follow me ! SHEELAH', [ACT Ilt, [.E x it, Let me go back to my boy ! Ah ! good luck '\'ye, don't kape me from my poor boy ! [ Slie is borne out by tlie Soldiers, after Confuo&N. SCENE THE LAST. The Ball-room in Castle Chute.-Table, with Candles and IJocus ments on it.-.Groups of Ladies and Gentlemen, Wedding Guests, are discovered.-MRB. CREGA.N.-Muaic, the "Boulanger."General Movement.-HYLAND CREA.GR, BERTIE O'MooRE, Ducrn BLENNERHASSET, KTEN CREAGH, ADA CREAGH, PATRICE O'MooRE, and Brid~aids.-Se1:ants, handing jefreahments. HYLAND, Ducie, they are dancing the Boulanger, and they can't see the figure, if you won't lend them the light of your eyes. KATHLEEN CREAGH, We have danced eno ugh; it is nearly seven o'clock. DUCIE. Mr. O'Moor~ when.is the ceremony to commence? O'MOORE, The execution is fixed for seven. There's the scaffold, I pre• sume. [ Points to the table. RYLAND, Hardress lociks like a criminal. I've seen him fight three duels, and he never showed such a pale face as he exhibits to night,

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IJCENE V,] THE COLLEEN BAWN. DUCIE, He looks as if he was fright i m e d at b e ing s o h appy . HYLAND, And Kyrle Daly wears so gay an appearance. Hush-here he is. Enter KYRLE DALY, DUCIE. KY,LE, 93 That need not stop your _speec h, Hyland . I d im't hide ' my love for Anne Chute; it is my pride; and no-fa~t ~ f mi~e, if she has found a better man. HYLAND , He is not a better man. KYRLE, He :i&-she thinks so-and what she says becomes the truth. Enter MRs. CREGAN. MRS, CREGAN, Who says the days of chivalry are over? Come, gentlemen, the Bridesmaids must attend the Bride. The guests will assem, ble in the hall. Enter a Servant. SERVA.NT. :Mr. Bertie O'Moore, if you please ; a gentleman below asked ' ll!e t? hand you this card. o'MOORE, A gentl e man! What can he want [reads cartl.] Oh! Indeed, this is a serious matter, and excuses the intrusion. HYLAND, ~ What's the matter?

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9-1 THE COLLEEN BA WN. O'MOORE. A murder has, been committed. ALL. A murder! [Mov!!!!!!!:.t. O'llIOORE. The perpetrator of the d e ed has bee~ '\liscovered, and the war- • :rant for his arrest requires my signature. HYLAND. Rang the rascal O'llIOORE. A magistrate, like a doctor, is called on ,at all hourfl. l\IRS. CREGAN. We can excuse you for such a duty, Mr. O'Moore. o'llIOORE, This is the result of some brawl in a fair, I suppose. /'f!orngan e ow? ' l\IRS. CREGAN • . [Starting]. Corrigan f O'JIIOORE, Show me to him. -[ Exit,followerl by Servant. l\IRS. CREGAN, [ Aside. J Corrigan here ! [ LoU1ler music. Tlze guests all 90 up, and off.] What brings that man to this house _ ? [ Exit. Eri,t~r RARDREss, pale. HARDRESS. It is in vain ; I cannot repr~~s the terror with which I ap proach tb,ese nuptials. Yet, what have I fear? Oh! my heart is bursting with its load of misery. ,,.._ , , Enter ANNE. ' ANNE. Rardress ! What is the matter with you r.

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., SCENE t.] THE COLLEEN BAWN. 95 JLI.RDRESS [r isi ng]. 1 will tell you. Yes, it• may take this horribl e oppression from my heart. A.t one time I thought you knew my secr et . I w:as mistaken. The girl you saw at lfu~ kross H ead--ANNE. Eily O'Connor. HARDRESS. Was my wife. ANNE. Your wife ! HAll.DRESS. Hush! Maddened with the miseries this act brought upon me, I treated her with cruelty : she committed suicide. ANNE. Merciful! HARDRESS. ' She wrote to me, bidding me farewell for ever; you gave 1\1e that letter ; and the next day her cloak was found floating in the _Lake-[ A.NNE sinks in a chair ]-since then I have neither slept ~or waked. I have but one thought-one feeling. My love for her-wild and maddened-has come back upon my heart, [ A tumult heard inside. ANNE, Heaven defend our hearts-wnat is that? r Enter MRS. CREGAN, deadly pale-one side of her hair falls " un fastened down.-She locks the door b e hind her . . ,. lffiS, CREGAN. Hardress, my child ! HARD RESS. Mother! MRS. CREGAN. Hardress, my child !

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\ , p• 'f':HE COLLEEN BAWN. [ACT III. ANNR. Mother, 'he 1s h e re, Look on him. Speak to him. Do not gasl? anc;l tare upon yo_ur son in that horrid way. Oh, Mother, speak, or _ you will break my heart ! llf:RS. CREGAN. Fly-fly! Not that way. No. The doors are defended; tp.ere• is a soldiel' ~et on every . entr ance. You are trapt -;;:a-canght. What shall we do ? Th e window in my chamber-Q~me-q11ick . -quick! ANNE . . Of what is he accused ? HA.RDRESS, . Of murder. I see it in her face . [ The look of door is tried-tl,e n a knook is ~ f-.. MRS. CREGAN. Hush-they come-begone ! Your boat is below tli~'ewindow. Don't . sp_eak l When oceans are between you and danger-;---smile ..-:_,till-then, not a word-;--not a wo;d. -...... : . :. [Push~s him o~ I knook • ..-.•_ .. I ~NE. •"-Accused . of murder ! He is inn ocent. I\,•''' • •.' I ~S. , CREGAN. ,1 ' \ , , ..< ;-Go to your room go quickly to your )'Qom ; y.o.u. will betray ' . _.,....----: . ' • .,...::;.--... him-you can't command your features. _ ..,, ., , . . ,t.~ \\, :~-: :.---;.~ , -4-. .-t,l, ANNE. .,:, . ~ Dear Mother, I wil1--MRS, CREGAN . t • • I . J....w3:y2 _ I say ! Y~u }P~I driv . e me frantic, girl-my brain,,-i s Q stretched to crac~f m!.L [s~i_!ht }umul~ {nside]. . • . • .: . ANNE. . There is a tumult inJhe dra~ing:roo~ ., lrJ •' ,c \

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SCENi v.] 'l'HE COLLEEN BA WN . MRS . CREGAN. ~~fi! They come-you tremble. Go! take away your puny love : hid e it wh e r e it will not injure him ; leave m e to face this
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'98 .THE COLLEEN BAWN. {ACT nl, know-I ~elieve he is inno cent. I s uggest, then, that the m atte r be investigated here, at once, and amongst his fri e nds, so that this scandal may be , crushed in its birth . KYRL E. Where is Hardress ? CORRIGAN, Where! Why, h e i s escaping, while w e a r e j a bbering h e re . ; Search the house ! [ Exeunt two Soldiers. MRS. CREGAN. Must we submit to this , Sir? Will y o u, a magistra te, per ~ mit-o'MooRE. I regret, '.rnrs. ' Cregan:; liut as a formA MR S , CREGAN . Go on, Sir. CORRIGAN , . What room is this? 'Tis lo\ked ! MRS , CREGAN . 'That is my sleeping chamber. CORRIGAN. My,du~y compels me. MR S , CREGAN. :Be it so, Sir . [ Throws the key to him on the gtounci. CORRIGAN. She had th e k ey-h~'s ther e! •:. ',, -MRS . C JtEG AN '[ asi'de]. H e has escaped by this time. [CoRRIGAN unlocks tlie cloo1, and, 1citl , tuo Soldiers, enters.

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S CENE v.J _THE 90LLEEN BA WN. 991 O'llfOORE. I hope :Miss Chute will pardon me for my sha re in this transaction : ANNE. Don't talk to me of your regret, while you are doing your worst. It i s hate, not justice, that brings this accusation against Hardress, and this ilisgrace upon me. KYRLE . Anner ANNE. ;fold your tongu e ! His life's in danger r and if I can't Iove h im, I'll fight for him, and that' s more than any of you men can do.-[To O'MooRJ, ]. G o on with your dirty work. You h ave don e the wor st now. Tut hav e dismay e d our guests, scatte red terror amid our festiv:i;and macle the r e membrance of this night, which should have been a happy one, a thought of gloom and s hame. MRS. Clll;GAN. H ark! I h e ar-I h ear his v o ice-it cannot be r. R e e nter Co1rnro.l:-.. 0RUIGAX.-_ 'l'h e p ri scnicr i s h e re. ~ms. CREGAN. Ah! [ Utter s a law-ay. J I s he? Dark blo o d hound, hav e you found him ! M a y th e tongu e that tells me RO b e " ith e r edi from the root s, and the eye tlrn t fa,t d o tcctccl him b e i:lark e n ed. i n its sock et ! K\:ltLI•:. Oh: :Madam-for h c a , ens ,ake- • ![other-mo th e r---;+

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fOO THE COLLEEN BAWN. [ACT Irr~ MRS. CREGAN. What ! shall it b e for nothing h e -haS' stung the moth er's heart, and set h e r brain on fire ? I tell you that my tongue may hold its p eace, but th11re i s not a ve~n in all my frame but curses you. ~[Enter HARDRESs.]-My son! my son! [ ~ls upon his b reast.1 HA]l.DRESS., Mother, I entreat yo u to be calm. Kyrle, there are my hands . Do you think t h ere i s blood upo1i'th em ?-[Kyrle seizes Ms hand. -The gentlemen press fo1war d round liiin. ]-I thank you, gentre men, your hands acquit me. Moth e r, b e ca l m, si t there. ANNE . Come h ere, H ardress ; your place is h ere by me. IlARDRESS [ crossing] : Now, Sir, I am ready. CORRIGAN [to O':MooRE, at table]. I will lay b e fore you, Sir, thed'epo s ition s upon which the warrant i ssue d against the prisoner. H e r e is t h e confessio n ofDani~l, or Danny Man-a person in the serv i ce of the accused-ta k e n o~his d eat h b e , 1 i n art ioulo 1nc1ti.e, you'll obse r;-e. ---o'MOORE. _..y--But n ot witnessed. CORRIGAN. Bring in that woman.-[l'he Soldi ers bring in SHEELAH.]-I h ave witnesses . Your worship will find the form of law in per, feet shape. o'.MOORE. R ea d the confession, Sir. CORRIGAN [reads]. '!'h e dc-ponent, being on his death-bed, in the pre se nce of Sheelah Man. ancl T homas O'Brien, P arish Priest of K enmare, d e po se d and s 1 i r l --[ Ente1 F . 1 ' rnER ToM.J-You are c ome in time, Sir. ,c ' I • T i--f--If ,.'

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r / ""'" ,.. J I hope I am. THE COLLEEN BA WN. rot FATHE R TOM, CORRIGAN. We may have to call your e vid e nce. F ATHE R T OM. I've brought it with m e . CORRIGAN [reads] . D eposed and said, that he, d e pon e nt, kill e d Eily O'(;onnor . That s aid Eily was the wife of Harclre s s Cre gan, and stood in theway of his marri a g e with Mis s Anne Chut e ; d e pon ent offe red to put a w a y the girl, and his master employ e d him to do so. o'MOORE. S heelah, did Danny confess this crim e . SHEELAH. Divil a word-it's a lie from end to end. That ould thief was n e v e r in my cabin, Hr::.vint' the whole ofit. CORRIGAN. Am I? Oh, ho! Father Tom will scarcely say as much. Did Danny Man confess this in your presence. FATHER TOM. I decline to answer that question. CORRIGAN. You must. The law will compel ye. FATHER TOM. I'd like to see the law that can unseal the lips of the priest, and make him tell the secrets of Heaven . ANNE. So much for your two witnesses. Ladies, stand close. Gen tlemen, give us room here. [ The briilesmaiils advance, anil stanil rotmil HA.ll.DRESS,

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1!02 THE COLLEEN B.A.WN. CORRIGAN • . w e h a ve a bundant proo, yom worship, enoug h to hang a w h o l e cou nfy . D anny ~n't d ea d , yet [reacls ]. D e p onen t agree d with C rega n , t hat, if the d e e d was to be done, that h e , Cre;;a n;. should giv e deponent his glove as a token. MRS. CREGAN , H 3:RD,RESS, Hole' ! I c,onfess-ye s-all that he has read i s true. made t he offer, a nd I r e p e lled h is horribl e p ropos i t ion . ..) CORRIGAN. But you gave him the glove? JIARDRESS, . Danny N eve r . By my immortal soul-never-as I hope for life _ hereafte r. MRS, CREGAN. But I-I did. . [A mov ement of surprise.} I, your wretc h ed mother. I gave it to him. I a m g.uiliy. Thank God for t hat;. remove those bond s fro m his hands, a nd put the m here on mine. HARDRESS. ; 'Tis false. Mot~u di d not know hi s purpose. You could not know it. MRS. REGAN, I will not say anyt hing that takes the w e lcom e guilt from off me. Enter MYLES. MYLES. W eU, if yot:t won't, I will.:. ALL. Myles! MYLES. God save all her e . If ye plase, I'd like to say a word. There's been a murdher done, and I done it.

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,SCENE v.] TH.E COLLEEN BAWN. ALL. You! llIYLES. My self,-D:mny wa s killed by myhand-[to CORRIGAN.] War -:yef auy way nig'h that time? CORRIGAN. No. l\I'{LES. ., Then take down what I'm sa yin'. I s]J:ot the poor boy; but widout manin' to hurt him. It's lucky I killed him that time, for ,it's lift ed a mighty siJ:!. of!.' i-he s owl of the craturl. • •r-j. o'llIOORE. What does he mean? l\IYLES. I mane that if you found one witness to EilyO'Connoi'sdeath, -I found another, and here she is. .-Eily' ! Eily! Enter ErLY. l'HARDRESS, ANNE, and CORRIGAN. 'ALL. . MYLES. The Colleen Jfawn nerself . ' EILY. ~t--Hardr ess . ! HA.Jl:DRESS . + My wife ! ----my own Eily ! EILY. _There is the paper, dear; you may _ have it now. HARDRESS, :Eily, I could never live without you.

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6J 101 TRl'.i; COLLEEN BA W .r • [AC T llI. M R S . C RJ:GAN . If h e eYer b lame d you, i t wa s my fool i s h pr i d e s poke in h i s bard wor d s . H e loves you w i t h a ll hi s hear t . Forg ive m e , E ily . E I LY. Forg i v e ! -MRS. CRE G .rn. For g i v e Y?ur mot h er, Eil y. Mot h e r ! [ f mbraces lie r . EILY. CORRIGAN e x-its at bac k]. ANNE. : r But w h at ' s to become of m e ? I s all m y e mot i o n to be summ o1J.ed for noth in g ? Is my w e dding -dress to go t o wa s te? an d a ll my b l u s h e s ready. I mu s t hav e a h u s ba n d . HYLAND a nd a u t h e m e n. Here's one ! T a k e m e ! I .-f A NN E . C Don ' t _ an s p e ak at ~nr Whe r e's Mr. D a l y. KYil L E , H e r e I am, Anne. ANNE, ... , Kyrle, come her e ; y ou s aid y o u 1oved me, and I thi nk y ou do. KYRLE. Ohr A N :!l'E. B e h av e y ourself now ; if you ' ll ask me, I'll h ave ye . l, KYRLE , Ann e! [ f n bracing her.] _!-/ (, F A THER TOM . Eily, darlin' , in the middle of your joy, s ur e you would not for g e t one who never forsook you in your sorrow ? .. -

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"'\_...I I 1'H'E COLLEEN' lrA 'W'N, ( . oh, Father Tom ! EILY, FATHER TOM, Q_li; it's not m yself I mane . ANNE. -No, it's th a t m ara ud e r the re, that lent me his aoat in the thwl. " der-storm. MYLES. B edad, Ma'am, your beauty left a linin' in it that has ,kept me .iwarm ever since. EILY , + f ' Myles, you saved my life..:...it belo,~n~g:s to~ ~-y~o'._.'.:u:_• ....!E~~~~ ~-...,,7 ''"what will you do with it? 6,e,th,H ALL, MYLES [ e~tering]. , Doh'.t1he onasy. It' s the boys outside that caugh _ t ould Conj.., ' gan thfyin' t o g et off, and they've got him in the horse-pond. KY1!.Lll:. 'Vhey': n dr own him . M:YLES. . • ,. -Neve r fear. H e w a sn't born to be dhrownd e d . H e won't sinJk_. h e'll ris~ o u t o f t h e world, a nd divil a fo" o t nearer H eav en~--e ver g e t than the top o f the gallow s . EILY. And you w o ~ be a s h a med of me ? • ANNE , I'll b e asham e d o f him if he does , 11:ILY. and w hen I spake-no-speak__...;s •Ji

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106 THE COLLEEN BA WN. ANNE. Spake is che right sound. Kyrle Daly, pronounce that wol'd. KY.II.LE. I Spake. ANNE. That's right. ~ you ever say it any other way, I'll divorce .}--' 1 ye-mind that: '-_.:==-----_ _..:..--,----;YLES I /"( A_ Take her, wid all my h~aitt. I ~ay say that, f~ ye can't take ------her widout it, any way. 'l: 'tMb ha, sh, as lt5iy eayre saffl to ~7 j tl;,e ha]k"'ll}HD, T v;o•wciw-t' do ehts flow ii!={ Cbttttt hat'2df1od it =1 It's a shamrock itself ye have got, lir; and lik e that flower, h/ she will come up every day/ sweet and young :"orninst ref / 0 _,. fl When ye ceaae to love her, may dyin' become ye; and when ye / do die-,h l lave your money to the poor, and your widow to me, and we'll both forgive ye. EILY. I'm only a poor, simple girl, and its frightened I am to be s urrounded by so mani; -ANNE. Friends, Eily, friends. EILY, Oh, if I could think so-if I could hope that I had established myself in a little corner of their hearts, their wouldn't be a hap I>ier girl alive than the C JLLEH IlAwN. I 'I-

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