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...ur Father’s feet, and there _15 It saw a glorious Lady throned aloft; And its sweet talk of her my soul did win, So that I sa... ... _20 That my heart trembles—ye may see it leap— And on another Lady bids me keep Mine eyes, and says—Who would have blessedness Let him bu... ... Mine eyes, and says—Who would have blessedness Let him but look upon that Lady’s eyes, Let him not fear the agony of sighs. ... ... my life console! And the afflicted one … questioning Mine eyes, if such a Lady saw they never, And why they would … I said: ‘Beneath those eyes might... ...21.—ED. 64 Volume 3 A Spirit of gentle Love beside me said; For that fair Lady, whom thou dost regret, Hath so transformed the life which thou hast l... .... _35 Then stay thy swift steps mid the dark mountain heather, Though chill blow the wind and severe is the weather, For perfidy,...

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...anor Marx-Aveling A Penn State Electronic Classics Series Publication The Lady from the Sea by Henrik Ibsen, trans. Eleanor Marx-Aveling is a publica... ...he document or for the file as an electronic transmission, in any way. The Lady from the Sea by Henrik Ibsen, trans. Eleanor Marx-Aveling, the Pennsyl... ...a State University is an equal opportunity university. 3 Henrik Ibsen The Lady from the Sea by Henrik Ibsen Translated by Eleanor Marx-Aveling DRAMAT... ...tors. (The action takes place in small fjord town, Northern Nor- way.) The Lady from the Sea ACT I (SCENE.—DOCTOR WANGEL’S house, with a large veran- ... ... the easel on a camp-stool, brushes, a palette, and box of colours. 4 The Lady from the Sea BOLETTE WANGEL comes from the room opening on the veranda... ...dancing’s great fun? Bolette (who begins gathering small flowers among the heather). Oh, Hilde! Now do let Mr. Lyngstrand get his breath. Lyngstrand (...

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...sty rushes and brown bogs, on those hillsides of granite rocks and magenta heather. You’ve no such colors in the sky, no such lure in the distances, n... ...me about her im- presses me favorably. She seems to have the feelings of a lady; and though we must face the fact that in England her in- come would h... ... you think, my boy. [Earnest again] I expect to find Miss Reilly a perfect lady; and I strongly advise you to come and have another look at her before... ...hap. Thank you. ACT II Rosscullen. Westward a hillside of granite rock and heather slopes upward across the prospect from south to north, a huge stone... ...el- come. Shall we sit down? 29 GB Shaw NORA. Thank you. [They sit on the heather. She is shy and anxious; but she comes to the point promptly becaus... ...an I am, what can I do for you? [She hesitates and plucks nervously at the heather. He stays her hand gently]. Dear Miss Nora: don’t pluck the little ... ...h a disgusting state. How could I be such a bea— [he trips again] damn the heather! my foot caught in it. NORA. Steady now, steady. Come along: come. ... ...ENT . Did you notice anything about me last night when I came in with that lady? HODSON [surprised]. No, sir. BROADBENT. Not any—er—? You may speak fr... ... has lost its life: a public building has been wrecked: an aged and infirm lady has suffered an impact for which I feel person- ally responsible, thou...

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...u are wrong. The first fine afternoon your ladies must go to Prato.” “That lady looks so clever,” whispered Miss Bartlett to her cousin. “We are in lu... ...ies smiled and shouted at them. And above all rose the voice of the clever lady, crying: “Prato! They must go to Prato. That place is too sweetly squa... ...ectability, as you know.” The young man named George glanced at the clever lady, and then returned moodily to his plate. Obviously he and his father d... ...was holding back on my cousin’s account.” “Of course,” said the little old lady; and they mur- mured that one could not be too careful with a young gi... ...ms, to write up his philosophic diary. “Oh, dear!” breathed the little old lady, and shud- dered as if all the winds of heaven had entered the apartme... ...ater plants, and on either side of it all the growths are tough or brittle—heather, bracken, hurts, pines. Very charming, very charming. “Mr. Beebe, a...

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...fit out an expedition to fetch him back. And Peire Vidal fell all over the Lady’s bed while the husband, who was a most ferocious warrior, remonstrate... ...owed to the light- house on the horizon. The folding chairs he lent to any lady that he came across and liked or who seemed tired and invalidish on th... ...ings—nothing either. Upon my word, I couldn’t tell you offhand whether the lady who sold the so expen- sive violets at the bottom of the road that lea... .... It might have been a relief from Edward’s sentimental gurglings over the lady and from the lady’s submissive acceptance of those sounds. No, she wou... ...after that he must—it was an impera- tive passion—enjoy the favours of the lady. He got them, of course, when it was a matter of solid bargaining, for... ...eal of frost in it. The sun was quite bright, the winding road between the heather and the bracken was very hard. I sat on the back-seat of the dog- c...

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...ing she had never been born. “Scarcely, as I am already engaged to another lady.” There was a moment’s silence, and then he caught his breath and expl... ...et’s young man, who had for some time been preparing a sentence, “but that lady has, quite inadvertently, taken my umbrella.” “Oh, good gracious me!—I... ...r out of the Queen’s Hall. She wished that he was not so anxious to hand a lady downstairs, or to carry a lady’s programme for her—his class was near ... ...ctly! Oh, to be well informed, discoursing at ease on every subject that a lady started! But it would take one years. With an hour at lunch and a few ... ... and cold. At each step his feeling of superiority increased. Would a real lady have talked about stealing an umbrella? Per- haps they were thieves af... ...lf. The water crept over the mud-flats towards the gorse and the blackened heather. Branksea Island lost its im- mense foreshores, and became a sombre...

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...was cured and that these folks hadn’t paid yet? Ah! it was because a young lady was there, some one who know how to talk, to embroider, to be witty . ... ...are in the boat did not exceed one thousand crowns. She had lied, the good lady! In his exasperation, Monsieur Bovary the elder, smashing a chair on t... ...that she always carried in the pockets of her apron, and of which the good lady herself swallowed long chapters in the intervals of her work. They wer... ... When her father took her from school, no one was sorry to see her go. The Lady Superior even thought that she had latterly been somewhat irreverent t... ... silver-gilt cup, her eyes half-closed, and the spoon between her teeth. A lady near her dropped her fan. A gentlemen was passing. “Would you be so go... ... sky was now blue, the leaves no longer stirred. There were spaces full of heather in flower, and plots of violets alternated with the confused patche... ...hear through the mist the sound of the Scotch bagpipes re-echoing over the heather. Then her remem- brance of the novel helping her to understand the ...

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...eir hoods, and in like manner that was comfortable. At another time with a lady’s neckerchief, and after that I wiped me with some ear-pieces of hers ... ... his welcome to the Parisians, and how he took away the great bells of Our Lady’s Church. Some few days after that they had refreshed themselves, he w... ...rd upon him that he was constrained to rest himself upon the towers of Our Lady’s Church. At which place, seeing so many about him, he said with a lou... ...i, Amen, to restore unto us our bells: and God keep you from evil, and our Lady from health, qui vivit et regnat per omnia secula seculorum, Amen. Hem... ... branching it. At the whirling gig. At trill madam, or grapple my lady. At hide and seek, or are you all hid? At the cat selling. At... ...room besom athwart the chimney, casting into the fire half a bavin of long heather, together with a branch of dry laurel, she observed with a very hus...

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...nd a wastepaper basket, standing out in the hall near the sideboard, and a lady’s worktable, with two chairs at it, towards the other side of the loun... ... over him and tries to lift him. Mrs Tarleton is a shrewd and motherly old lady who has been pretty in her time, and is still very pleasant and likeab... ...g forward again] Now that the Governor has given himself away, and the old lady’s gone, I’ll tell you something, Lord Summerhays. If you study men who... ...t even that much experience. LORD SUMMERHAYS. A blackmailer, my dear young lady , is a person who knows a disgraceful secret in the life of an- other ... ... a gentleman to misbe- 30 Misalliance have himself; and I’m too much of a lady to let him; and hes shy and sheepish; and I’m correct and self-possess... ...tley took himself off, and left us—you and me!— to take a walk through the heather and admire the scenery of Hindhead. You never dreamt that it was al... ...you from get- ting that. But we must play on the hill and race through the heather. PERCIVAL. Why? HYPATIA. Because we want to, handsome young man. PE... ...TIA. [gloating mischievously over his distress] Y ou chased me through the heather and kissed me. You shouldnt have done that if you were not in earne... ...u said anything to Mr Percival? HYPATIA. Mr Percival chased me through the heather and kissed me. LORD SUMMERHAYS. As a gentleman, Mr Percival, what d...

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...’ll roast thee, Hie there, Big eye, or we’ll stew thee, Roast thee for our lady’s breakfast, Stew thee for our master’s dinner, Make of thee a meal fo... ...mother’s sister, Who pursue the tracks of red deer, Hunt the hare upon the heather; They will follow thee and slay thee, Thus I’ll gain my wished for ... ...over lowlands, Over swamps and over snow fields, Over mountains clothed in heather, That the eye may not behold him, Nor the hero’s ear detect him. Th... ...es, Ukko, father, Let them gently fall from heaven, Let them cover all the heather, Let them hide the berry bushes, That my sledge may glide in freedo... ... and stubble, Crawl ye to the nearest thicket, Keep your heads beneath the heather, Hunt our holes to Mana’s kingdom If your poison heads be lifted, T... ...other’s water younglings, Like the bullfinch of my sister; Grew I like the heather flower, Like the berry of the meadow, Played upon the sandy sea sho...

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...him for you. BURGESS (staring boorishly at her). You’re not the same young lady as used to typewrite for him? PROSERPINE. No. BURGESS (assenting). No:... ...t, and brown canvas shoes. In these garments he has apparently lain in the heather and waded through the waters; but there is no evidence of his havin...

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...the ramparts man - As in the holy house of yore The willing Eli ran. Here, lady, lo! that servant stands You picked from passing men, And should you n... ...full and cool, From sable on to golden, From rapid on to pool - The hue of heather-honey, The hue of honey-bees, Shall tinge her golden shoulder, Shal... ...inger is dead And the maker buried. Low as the singer lies In the field of heather, Songs of his fashion bring The swains together. And when the west ... ...ger my driver, I go where I must. Cold blows the winter wind over hill and heather; Thick drives the rain, and my roof is in the dust. Loved of wise m... ...ng shall bring the sun and rain, bring the bees and flowers; Red shall the heather bloom over hill and valley, Soft flow the stream through the even-f... ... a thousand hills I crossed And corners turned - Love’s labour lost, Till, Lady, to your isle of sun I came, not hoping; and, like one Snatched out of... ...of blindness, rubbed my eyes, And hailed my promised land with cries. Yes, Lady, here I was at last; Here found I all I had forecast: The long roll of... ...And knew I was in Fairyland. And yet one point of being so I lacked. For, Lady (as you know), Whoever by his might of hand, Won entrance into Fairyla... ...vilised audience. Nothing throughout has been invented or exaggerated; the lady herein referred to as the author’ s muse has confined herself to strin...

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...t situa- tion the Dalrymples should continue to flourish. What was the old lady’ s motive for the request, or whether she really made such a promise, ... ...nd pledged their troth in the most solemn manner; and it is said the young lady imprecated dreadful evils on herself should she break her plighted fai... ...y after, a suitor who was favoured by Lord Stair, and still more so by his lady, paid his addresses to Miss Dalrymple. The young lady refused the prop... ...oposal, and being pressed on the subject, confessed her secret engagement. Lady Stair, a woman accustomed to universal submission, for even her husban... ...insisted on the right he had acquired by his troth plighted with the young lady. Lady Stair sent him for answer, that her daughter, sensible of her un... ... 278 Bride of Lammermoor that, you know, except pine and die in the first heather-cow or whin-bush she can crawl into?” “Right, Henry—right—very righ...

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...d is a scene of curious and painful interest; so many lads, fresh from the heather, hang round the stove in cloddish embarrassment, ruffled by the pre... ..., outlying iron skerries, pitiless breakers, and great sea-lights; much of heathery mountains, wild clans, and hunted Covenanters. Breaths come to him... ...and instantly sickened and sub- sided into night. I had sent a copy to the lady with whom my heart was at that time somewhat engaged, and who did all ... ...ng days, when the drove roads, that now lie green and solitary through the heather, were thronged thoroughfares. He had himself often marched flocks i... ...llside skulking 46 Robert Louis Stevenson down through the deepest of the heather with obtrusive stealth. He knew the dog; knew him for a clever, ris... ...f a pleasant afternoon, to munch his berries – his wife, that accomplished lady, squatting by his side: his name I never heard, but he is often descri... ... treated. But Othello had beaten him. “That noble gentleman and that noble lady – h’m – too painful for me.” The same night the hoardings were covered... ...the chief part, whether for profit or amusement, in this business. The old lady that I have in my eye is a very 80 Robert Louis Stevenson caustic spe... ...or those faults into which he has been led by the desire to shine before a lady of his race, he retains, even under physical correction, a share of pr...