Henrik Ibsen: 5 books

Little Eyolf was written in Christiania during 1894, and published in Copenhagen on December 11 in that year. By this time Ibsen's correspondence has become so scanty as to afford us no clue to what may be called the biographical antecedents of the play. Even of anecdotic history very little attaches...

Regine. So einen heirathe ich nicht. Die Seeleute haben kein Savoir vivre. Engstrand. Was haben sie nicht? Regine. Ich sage, daß ich die Seeleute kenne. Das sind keine Menschen zum heirathen. Engstrand. So laß das Heirathen. Es kann sich auch anderweitig lohnen. (Vertraulicher.) Er — — der Engländer...

Hovstad. Don't you think the Doctor hits them pretty hard? Billing. Hard? Bless my soul, he's crushing! Every word falls like—how shall I put it?—like the blow of a sledgehammer. Hovstad. Yes, but they are not the people to throw up the sponge at the first blow. Billing. That is true; and for...

"He wrote When We Dead Awaken," says Dr. Elias, "with such labour and such passionate agitation, so spasmodically and so feverishly, that those around him were almost alarmed. He must get on with it, he must get on! He seemed to hear the beating of dark pinions over his head. He seemed...

Bolette. Well, Ballested, does it work smoothly? Ballested. Certainly, Miss Bolette, that's easy enough. May I ask—do you expect any visitors today? Bolette. Yes, we're expecting Mr. Arnholm this morning. He got to town in the night. Ballested. Arnholm? Wait a minute—wasn't Arnholm the man who...