Friedrich Rückert: You do not die in my heart
Seán Mac Aoidh [John McHugh]: Sail Óg Rua

John Synge: If the oaks and stars could die for sorrow

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Deirdre is dead, and Naisi is dead; and if the oaks and stars could die for sorrow, it's a dark sky and a hard and naked earth we'd have this night in Emain.

        --Last line, spoken by Deirdre's old nurse, of "Deirdre of the Sorrows" (pub 1910) by John Synge (1871-1909). You can read the play here. Before the birth of Deirdre, her sad fate was foretold; Naisi was the only man she ever loved.

 


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