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    The King: Includes a rare poetry collection
    The King: Includes a rare poetry collection
    The King: Includes a rare poetry collection
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    The King: Includes a rare poetry collection

    By Bjornsterne Bjornson

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    Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson (1832 – 1910), the third man to ever win the Nobel Prize in Literature. However when considering the quality of his writing he is perhaps not as celebrated as he should be. Being also a Nobel Laureate in Literature, Bjornson has also been credited with many other impressive successes. These include writing the lyrics for the Norwegian national anthem, mastering all forms of literature; poetry, novels, short stories, essays and playwriting and being elevated to one of the Four Greats; the name for the classic Norwegian writers, others being Henrik Ibsen, Jonas Lie and Alexander Kielland. Here we look at one of his many plays. Much of his work was nearly as popular in his native Norway as Ibsen's and we now bring you these masterful works in English for you to compare. Our imprint Stage Door offers both Ibsen’s and Bjornson’s works in English.

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    PublisherCopyright Group
    Release dateOct 11, 2013
    ISBN9781780004976
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      The King - Bjornsterne Bjornson

      The King by Bjornstjerne Bjornson

      Includes a rare poetry collection from the author.

      Table of Contents

      DRAMATIS PERSONAE

      Prologue

      ACT I - SCENE I

      ACT I – SCENE II

      ACT II – SCENE I

      ACT III - SCENE I

      ACT III – SCENE II

      ACT IV - SCENE I

      Poetry Collection

      Dramatis Personae

      The KING.

      HARALD GRAN, a rich manufacturer.

      KOLL, Chief Magistrate of the district.

      FLINK.

      CLARA ERNST.

      The PRINCESS.

      BARONESS MARC.

      ANNA, a deaf and dumb girl.

      FALBE.

      The MAYOR.

      NATHALIE, his daughter.

      ALSTAD.

      VILHELM, his son.

      The PARISH PRIEST.

      BANG, a rich trader.

      VINAEGER.

      COUNT PLATEN.

      The GENERAL.

      MATILDE.

      A Ballad Singer.

      A Young Beggar.

      A Servant of the King's.

      Ladies and Gentlemen, Masked Dancers, Work-people, Farmers, etc.

      Prologue

      (SCENE. A large gothic hall, brilliantly illuminated, in which a masked ball is taking place. At the rise of the curtain a ballet is being performed in the centre of the hall. Masked dancers are grouped around, watching it. Two of them, women, are conversing on the right of the stage.)

      FIRST MASK . Have you heard that the King is to be here to-night?

      SECOND MASK . Yes, and since I heard it I have been imagining I saw him everywhere.

      FIRST MASK (pointing). That is not he, is it?

      SECOND MASK . He is taller than that.

      FIRST MASK . That one, then? Look, that one!

      SECOND MASK . That one has spoken to me. He has too old a voice.

      FIRST MASK . Shall we see if we can find him?

      SECOND MASK . Yes, come along!

      (A number of girls, wearing similar costumes and all masked, have meanwhile collected on the left side of the stage.)

      FIRST GIRL . Are we all here?

      SECOND GIRL . All but Matilde.

      MATILDE . Here I am! Have you heard that the King is to be here?

      ALL. Really?

      MATILDE . I don't know how he is dressed; but one of the masters of the ceremonies told me he was to be here.

      Several of the Girls. The dear King! (Two masked dancers, dressed as Cats, pass by.)

      TOM CAT . Do you hear that, my pet?

      PUSS . Miau!

      MATILDE . Let us try and discover him.

      ALL. Yes, yes!

      A MASK. And when we have discovered him?

      MATILDE . Let us all dance round him!

      ALL. Yes!

      TOM CAT (to Puss). You had better look after your virtue, Miss!

      PUSS . Miau!

      TOM CAT . Miau! (They pass out of sight.)

      MATILDE . Remember that we are all to meet here in a quarter of an hour!

      ALL. Yes! (They disperse. The ballet comes to a close amidst universal applause. Conversation among the dancers becomes general and animated. The BARONESS MARC, disguised as an Old Woman, comes forward, talking to another mask dressed as a Donkey.)

      BARONESS. I will never forgive you for that, my lord chamberlain.

      THE DONKEY . But you frighten me clean out of my part, Baroness!

      BARONESS. If only I could understand how it happened!

      THE DONKEY . After all, my dear Baroness, you cannot be expected to take out all your schoolmistresses and their senior pupils on a leash!

      BARONESS. No, but I have particular reasons for wishing to look closely after her. (All this time she has been persistently looking round the room.) And in such a whirling crowd as this

      THE DONKEY . Let us lose ourselves in it, then! (He brays as they go out. The PRINCESS, masked and dressed in a costume of the time of Louis XV., comes forward accompanied by a Cavalier in a costume of the same period.)

      PRINCESS (continuing a discussion). And I say that if a king has such graces of mind and person as ours has, he may do anything he pleases.

      CAVALIER . Anything, Princess?

      PRINCESS. Anything that his mind prompts, provided that he do it beautifully. (A GENTLEMAN-IN-WAITING, dressed in a costume of the same period, approaches them.)

      Gentleman-in-Waiting. I cannot discover him, your Royal Highness!

      PRINCESS. But he is here. He is here. And for a lady's sake. I am certain I am right.

      CAVALIER . But I asked one of the masters of the ceremonies, and he knew nothing about it.

      PRINCESS. Then it must have been one that has not been let into the secret.

      CAVALIER . But, your Royal Highness

      PRINCESS. Don't keep calling me your Royal Highness, but get me a description of the costume he is wearing. (The GENTLEMAN-IN-WAITING bows and goes away.) And you and I will go on hunting

      CAVALIER . - for the noble huntsman

      PRINCESS.  - who is being hunted himself! (Moves away, but stops suddenly.) Who is that? (CLARA ERNST, masked and in peasant costume, comes forward followed by a masked figure wearing a

      domino. He is whispering to her over her shoulder. She keeps glancing about, as if looking for some one.)

      THE DOMINO . - and there, in the enchanted castle, buried deep in the wooded park

      CLARA. Let me alone!

      THE DOMINO . - there we shall be greeted by a babbling fountain of water - a nymph, holding the cup of joy high above her head

      CLARA (anxiously). What can have become of her?

      (Meanwhile one of the masked dancers has been following them, and now turns back to join others.)

      A MASKED DANCER (pointing to the DOMINO). That is the King!

      ANOTHER (quickly). But who is she?

      THE DOMINO . - on both sides, shady alleys leading to the doors of a secret retreat; and there

      CLARA (turning round). I despise you! (The dancing and music suddenly stop. General consternation.)

      BARONESS (starting forward as she hears CLARA voice.) Clara!

      THE DOMINO (taking CLARA's hand and leading her apart from the others). Do you know who it is that you despise?

      CLARA (greatly agitated). Yes, I know who you are! and that is why, from the bottom of my heart, I despise you! (The music begins afresh, covering the general consternation that has spread among the dancers. The BARONESS comes forward with a cry of Clara! CLARA bursts into tears and throws herself into her arms.

      (Curtain.)

      ACT I: SCENE I

      (SCENE. A large hall in Gran's factory. The walls are bare. On the left, about half-way forward, is a small platform. A meeting of the shareholders of a railway company is in progress. Facing the platform are seated the gentry; the common herd, mainly farmers and work-people, are sitting and standing about wherever they can find room. On the right, large windows are standing open; through these another crowd can be seen, listening from outside. GRAN is standing in front of the platform, speaking to the meeting.)

      GRAN. And, as it was found impossible for the main line of the railway to touch our town, we determined, rather than allow all our exertions to be wasted, to construct a branch line on our own

      account. I had the honour to be elected chairman of the board of directors of this undertaking. No directors ever had more unrestricted powers than were given to us, possibly because there were no two opinions as to the route the line should take the natural formation of the ground indicated it unmistakably. It was only when we approached the question of the purchase of our rolling-stock that any dissension arose, not among the directors, but among the shareholders. As the majority of the latter are farmers and work-people, we had decided on buying only one class of railway carriage of a type slightly more comfortable than the ordinary third-class carriage. That is the extent of our misdeeds! To-day's meeting will probably show what the general sense on the matter is. Our powers being unlimited, we were under no obligation to consult any one in the matter; but, notwithstanding that, we decided to call a meeting of the shareholders and submit the question to them. And, on the directors' behalf, I must thank the shareholders for having attended in such numbers; young and old, men and women, I dare say quite a third of the total number of shareholders are present. The meeting will now proceed to elect a chairman. (Sits down.)

      THE MAYOR (after a pause). I beg to move that Mr. Koll, our chief magistrate, whom it is a great pleasure to see honouring this meeting with his presence, have the further kindness to take the

      chair.

      GRAN. The motion before the meeting is that the Chief Magistrate shall take the chair. Shall I assume it to be carried? (Silence follows.)

      THE MAYOR. Yes. (Laughter.)

      GRAN. The meeting should preferably elect some one who may be considered to be unaffected by considerations of party.

      ALSTAD (half rising, with his glasses in his hand). Then we shall have to send for some one that does not live in these parts! There is no one of that sort left here! (Sits down, amidst laughter.)

      THE PRIEST. All authority springs from on high. Obedience to those set in authority over us is obedience to the Almighty. But it is against this very obedience that people are rebelling nowadays.

      GRAN. It is precisely some one to be in authority over us that we want to elect. At present we have no one.

      THE PRIEST. No, that's just it. Every meeting nowadays seems to claim authority on its own account. Let rather show our respect to actual authority, such respect as we would show to our fathers.

      (Sits down.)

      GRAN. Then, as far as I can grasp the situation, the Chief Magistrate has been proposed and seconded?

      THE PRIEST. Yes.

      GRAN. Does any one wish to propose any one else? (Silence.)

      ALSTAD . May I request the Chief Magistrate to

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