I do be thinking in the long nights it was a big fool I was that time, Michael Dara; for what good is a bit of a farm with cows on it, and sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door the like of that door, and seeing nothing... The Quarterly Review - Page 229edited by - 1911Full view - About this book
| John Millington Synge - 1904 - 52 pages
...sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door the like of that door, and seeing nothing but the mists rolling down the bog,...but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHEAL Looking at her uneasily.... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1904 - 50 pages
...they rolling up the bog, and hearing nothing but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHEAL Looking at her uneasily. What is it ails you, this night, Nora BurkgJ I've heard tell it's... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1904 - 140 pages
...nothing but the mists rolling down the bog, and the mists again and they rolling up the bog, and hear nothing but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHAEL, looking at her uneasily.... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1907 - 76 pages
...sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door the like of that door, and seeing nothing but the mists rolling down the bog,...but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHEAL (looking at her uneasily).... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1910 - 210 pages
...sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door the like of that door, and seeing nothing but the mists rolling down the bog,...but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHAEL (looking at her uneasily).... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1910 - 210 pages
...they rolling up the bog, and hearing nothing but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHAEL (looking at her uneasily]. What is it ails you this night, Nora Burke ? I've heard tell it's... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1911 - 198 pages
...sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door the like of that door, and seeing nothing but the mists rolling down the bog,...but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHAEL (looking at her uneasily).... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1911 - 230 pages
...sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door the like of that door, and seeing nothing but the mists rolling down the bog,...but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHEAL Looking at her uneasily.... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1911 - 202 pages
...sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door the like of that door, and seeing nothing but the mists rolling down the bog,...nothing but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees~were left from the great storm, and the streams roaring with the rain. MICHAEL (looking at her... | |
| John Millington Synge - 1911 - 136 pages
...farm with cows on it, and sheep on the back hills, when you do be sitting looking out from a door, and seeing nothing but the mists rolling down the bog,...and the mists again and they rolling up the bog, and hear nothing but the wind crying out in the bits of broken trees were left from the great storm, and... | |
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