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id: 5053
author: Strindberg, August
title: Plays by August Strindberg: Creditors. Pariah.
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  CREDITORS A TRAGICOMEDY 1889 PERSONS TEKLA ADOLPH, her husband, a painter GUSTAV, her divorced husband, a high-school teacher (who is travelling under an assumed name) SCENE (A parlor in a summer hotel on the sea-shore. Are you sick? (ADOLPH motions her away.) TEKLA.


id: 46397
author: Strindberg, August
title: Legends: Autobiographical Sketches
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  Two years ago this temple signified to my worldly mind the honour paid to great men, now I look upon it as dedicated to the martyrs and the sufferings which they have endured; so greatly has my point of view changed. But now no one takes me for an example, and what would be the use if I tried to preach to young men who have not sinned as much as I have?


id: 36111
author: Heller, Otto
title: Prophets of Dissent : Essays on Maeterlinck, Strindberg, Nietzsche and Tolstoy
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  The main thesis of his mystical belief is that there are divine forces dormant in human nature; how to arouse and release them, constitutes the paramount problem of human life. _L'Oiseau Bleu_ (The Blue Bird), above all other works, illustrates the fact that human lives suffer not so much for the lack of happiness as for the want of being clearly conscious of the happiness they possess.


id: 8499
author: Strindberg, August
title: Plays: the Father; Countess Julie; the Outlaw; the Stronger
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  ***** COUNTESS JULIE CHARACTERS COUNTESS JULIE, twenty-five years old JEAN, a valet, thirty KRISTIN, a cook, thirty-five FARM SERVANTS PLAYS: THE FATHER; COUNTESS JULIE; THE OUTLAW; THE STRONGER By August Strindberg Translated by Edith and Warner Oland To M. C. S. and J. H. S., Under whose rooftree these translations were made. CONTENTS.


id: 46107
author: Strindberg, August
title: The German Lieutenant, and Other Stories
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  Sten had drawn back in order to rest after his exertions, and stood with his back against the cold wall regarding the bridegroom in a melancholy way, as the latter with wine-flushed cheeks fluttered uneasily about the bride, who was surrounded by a number of young men. Hear my advice, young man.


id: 14347
author: Strindberg, August
title: Plays by August Strindberg, Second series
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  (During this entire scene, the pianist in the next room has been practicing the Sonata in D-minor, sometimes pianissimo, sometimes wildly fortissimo; now and then he has kept silent for a little while, and at other times nothing has been heard but a part of the finale: bars 96 to 107.) X. Come on! MR.


id: 44302
author: Strindberg, August
title: Plays by August Strindberg, Fourth Series
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  As_ KERSTI _hears him a happy look comes into her face, and she seems to swell with pride and new courage_. When_ KERSTI _comes out of the hut again, she has on a short Dalecarlian jacket and is carrying a bag and the alpenhorn.


id: 44106
author: Strindberg, August
title: The Confession of a Fool
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  She had grown fond of me, and with the prevision frequently met with in old women, suspected that something was going on behind the scenes. And now I, too, stood in the sunlight, gazing at a northern landscape made up of firs and birch trees, green fields and red cattle, little brown cottages with old women on the thresholds, knitting socks for father, who was toiling far down in the canton of Tessin; my eyes rested on potato fields and lavender bushes, dahlias and marigolds.


