The Bride's Play (1922)
Bridget: And so she runs to Dublin, worryin' her heart out that he's been kilt entirely. Sure, there's no such luck!
Bridget: If the pigs would eat it I'd feed it to them. But even a pig has its breedin'.
Sir John Mansfield: WIth your dark hair and your fair skin and your sky blue eyes - lucky the man who finds your heart!
Sir Fergus Cassidy: Your eyes are like Killarney's Lakes! I've gazed into their depths and found another song!
John Barrett: She's with that palaverin' poet again. Sure, he'll turn the head of the poor thing.
Sybil: Are you a friend of Bulmer Meade?
Aileen Barrett: I was to have been his wife.
Sybil: You're just another one, my poor girl. It's lucky you are not his wife.