Lady Gregory,
Three Wonder Plays
“ Queen: It is a queer thing a king's daughter to be crying after a man used to twisting the spit in place of weapons, and over skivers in the place of a sword!Princess: (Gropes and totters.) What has happened? There is something gone astray! I have no respect for myself.... I cannot live! I am ashamed. Where is Nurse? Muime! Come to me, Muime!...My grief! The man that died for me, whether he is of the noble or the simple of the world, it is to him I have given the love of my soul! (Dall Glic supports her and lays her on window seat.) ”
