The Dramatic Works of Gerhart Hauptmann, Volume 1

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B.W. Huebsch, 1912
 

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Page 284 - Reichenbach — not if we sang till the manufacturers' houses tumbled about their ears an' all the superintendents' helmets danced on the top of their heads. It's nobody's business but our own. [BECKER has in the meantime got up, made a signal for singing, and now leads off, the others joining in. The justice to us weavers dealt Is bloody, cruel, and hateful; Our life's one torture, long drawn out; For Lynch law we'd be grateful.
Page 209 - Reimann [not touching the money which the cashier has counted out to him] — We've always got one and fourpence for the web. Pfeifer [calls across] — If our terms don't suit you, Reimann, you have only to say so.
Page 333 - Willin', willin' would I be to say good-bye to this weary world. Death would be welcome— welcomer to me to-day than to-morrow. For what is it we leave behind? That old bundle of aches an' pains we call our body, the care an' the oppression we call by the name of life.
Page 243 - ... last bite out of your mouth — that's what they are. ANSORGE. Well, well, well! I would rather be carried out than have to walk .out now in my old days. Who minds dyin'? My father, he was glad to die. At the very end he got frightened, but I crept into bed beside him, an
Page 218 - God knows what's to come of them in winter if this cutting down of wages goes on." — "An' this winter the potatoes aren't no good at all." — "Things 'll get worse and worse till we're all done for together." OLD BAUMERT. The best thing a man could do would be to put a rope round his neck and hang hisself on his own loom, like Weaver Nentwich. (To another old weaver) Here, take a pinch. I was at Neurode yesterday. My brother-inlaw, he works in the snuff factory there, and he give me a grain or...
Page 299 - It was I who received you, a babe in swaddling clothes, into the Church of Christ. From my hands you took for the first time the body of the Lord. Do you remember that, and how I toiled and strove to bring God's Word home to your heart? Is this your gratitude? JAEGER: [Like a scolded schoolboy, in a surly voice] I paid my half-crown like the rest. KITTELHAUS: Money, money . . . Do you imagine that the miserable little bit of money . . . Such utter nonsense!
Page 258 - I must mention that every little place hereabouts has its church an' its respected pastor to support. These honorable gentlemen has their advantages from big funerals. The larger the attendance is, the larger the offertory is bound to be. Whoever knows the circumstances connected with the working classes here, sir, will assure you that the pastors are strong against quiet funerals. [Enter Hornig, the rag-dealer, a little bandylegged old man, with a strap round his chest] HORNIG: Good-mornin', ladies...
Page 303 - When you take time to think of the matter coolly, it's possible that some good may come of it yet. Such occurrences as this will not pass unnoticed by those in authority, and may lead them to see that things can't be allowed to go on as they are doing — that means must be taken to prevent the utter ruin of our home industries. KITTELHAUS. Possibly. But what is the cause, then, of this terrible falling off of trade? DREISSIGER. Our best markets have been closed to us by the heavy import duties foreign...
Page 351 - Hurrah!" is heard. The people who till now have been standing in the entry-room dash out, joining in the cry. The old woman repeatedly asks: "Father, father, what's wrong with you?" The continued shouting dies away gradually in the distance. MIELCHEN comes rushing in. MIELCHEN Gran'father, gran'father, they're drivin' the soldiers out o' the village; they've got into Dittrich's house, an' they're doin' what they did at Dreissiger's.
Page 272 - Now the thing's explained., Little wonder there's such an uproar in the place, with a band of young rapscallions like you paradin' round. JAEGER. [Consequentially, in a loud voice.] You may bring two quarts at once, Welzel ! I pay. Perhaps you think I haven't got the needful. You're wrong, then. If we wanted we could sit an' drink your best brandy an' swill coffee till to-morrow morning with any bagman in the land.

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