Although
you have looked into my face
You do not see my purpose.
You do not see my purpose.
Yeats
FORGAEL.
Your soul shall give the kiss.
DECTORA.
I am not afraid,
While there's a rope to run into a noose
Or wave to drown. But I have done with words,
And I would have you look into my face
And know that it is fearless.
FORGAEL.
Do what you will,
For neither I nor you can break a mesh
Of the great golden net that is about us.
DECTORA.
There's nothing in the world that's worth a fear.
[_She passes FORGAEL and stands for a moment looking
into his face. _
I have good reason for that thought.
[_She runs suddenly on to the raised part of the poop. _
And now
I can put fear away as a queen should.
[_She mounts on to the bulwark and turns towards
FORGAEL. _
Fool, fool!
Although you have looked into my face
You do not see my purpose. I shall have gone
Before a hand can touch me.
FORGAEL [_folding his arms_].
My hands are still;
The ever-living hold us. Do what you will,
You cannot leap out of the golden net.
FIRST SAILOR.
No need to drown, for, if you will pardon us
And measure out a course and bring us home,
We'll put this man to death.
DECTORA.
I promise it.
FIRST SAILOR.
There is none to take his side.
AIBRIC.
I am on his side.
I'll strike a blow for him to give him time
To cast his dreams away.
[_AIBRIC goes in front of FORGAEL with drawn sword.
FORGAEL takes the harp.