Aglavaine and SelysetteG. Allen, 1904 - Всего страниц: 104 |
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afraid Agla AGLAVAINE and MELEANDER AGLAVAINE AND SELYSETTE Aglavaine's ALFRED SUTRO arms beautiful believe bird bring castle child comes crying death destiny drama Enter AGLAVAINE Enter SELYSETTE eyes farewell fear feel flowers forgive frightened give goes Good-bye grandam grandmother hand happier happy heard heart hide holding little YSSALINE hurt J. W. MACKAIL keep back knew La Princesse Maleine leaning less lips listen little Selysette little sister live long kiss longer love look Maeterlinck MAURICE MAETERLINCK mean MELIGRANE is asleep nearer never once pale Pelléas et Mélisande perhaps plays poor Selysette Pre-Raphaelite romantic movement round SCENE seems Sely SELYSETTE and little SELYSETTE's sette silence sleep smile sobbing sorrow soul speak stars strange suffering tears tears are falling tell things thought to-day to-morrow to-night told tower Translated by ALFRED trembling truth understand unhappy waiting wall weep words
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Стр. xiii - The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy ; but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in a ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain, the ambition thick-sighted...
Стр. xiii - Knowing within myself the manner in which this Poem has been produced, it is not without a feeling of regret that I make it public. What manner I mean, will be quite clear to the reader, who must soon perceive great inexperience, immaturity, and every error denoting a feverish attempt, rather than a deed accomplished.
Стр. 18 - Why should she not strive handin-hand with us towards the love that disdains the pettiness of love ? She is more beautiful than you believe, Meleander. We shall hold out our hands to her ; she will soon rejoin us, and then she will weep no more. . . . And she will bless us for the tears she has shed, for some tears are sweeter than kisses. . . MELEANDER. Do you believe I can love you like a sister, Aglavaine ? AGLAVAINE. Ah ! ... MELEANDER. Aglavaine, do you believe you can love me like a brother...
Стр. 33 - ... did not know that you were like this. I should have been wicked had I been you. . . . AGLAVAINE. No, no, Selysette ... in your real self you would never have been wicked, but, being unhappy, you would not have known how to be good. . . . SELYSETTE. I should like to kiss you again, Aglavaine. . . . It is strange ; at first I could not kiss you. . . . Oh ! I was afraid of your lips ... I know not why . . . and now. . . . Does he often kiss you ? AGLAVAINE. He? SELYSETTE. Yes. AGLAVAINE. Yes, Selysette,...
Стр. 3 - Selysette," we have the passage in Aglavaine's letter: "We shall so fill ourselves and all that is about us with beauty, that there will no longer be room for sorrow, or misfortune, and should these none the less force their entrance, needs must they too become beautiful, before they dare knock against our door.
Стр. xxiv - ... which the interest, the sympathy, the beauty are slowly slid from one to the other, as Selysette unfolds larger and larger, until she blots out her brilliant rival. Nor, given the story with its two actors, is there any inferiority in its dramatic handling. One point beyond all deserves special notice. The artifice of repetition, already applied with such subtle skill to language, is here extended with wonderful effect to action.
Стр. 15 - We are waiting for the silence to speak." "What does it say to you?" "It would not be the real silence, Me"leandre, were we able to repeat all that it tells us. We have exchanged a few, almost meaningless words — words that anyone could have spoken — and for all that do we not feel at rest; do we not know that we have said things to each other that far outvalue our words?
Стр. 79 - Meligrane to her granddaughter, Selysette. 'So do I often think of those days, Selysette. I was not ill, then, and I was able to carry you in my arms or run after you. . . . You wandered to and fro, and your laughter rang through the house, then suddenly you would fling open the door and shriek in terror, "She is coming, she is coming, she is here!
Стр. 35 - ... how you think all this can end. . . I have turned it over patiently, sitting here in this corner of mine, and I am doing what I can to speak calmly, though I grieve to see the suffering that has come to you, and that you have done nothing to deserve. There...
Стр. 79 - I have been a mother a second time, long after my beauty had left me ; and some day you will know that women never weary of motherhood, that they would cherish death itself, did it fall asleep on their knee.