The Awakening of Spring: A Tragedy of ChildhoodWedekind, Frank
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The Awakening of Spring: A Tragedy of Childhood
Wedekind, Frank
German drama -- Translations into English
It might have cost only a word.----(_He calls_)----Ilse?----Ilse!----
Thank God she doesn't hear me any more.----I am not in the
humor.----One needs a clear head and a happy heart for it.----What a
lost opportunity!----I would have said that I had many crystal
mirrors over my bed----that I had trained an unbroken filly----that
I had her proudly march in front of me on the carpet in long black
silk stockings and black patent leather shoes, long black gloves,
black velvet about her neck----had strangled her in a moment of
madness with my cushions. I would laugh when the talk turned
on passion----I would cry out!----Cry out!----Cry out! It is
you, Ilse!----Priapia!----Loss of memory!----That takes my
strength!----This child of fortune, this sunny child----this joyous
maiden on my dolorous path!----O!----O!------ ---- ---- ---- ----
---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ----
(_In the bushes by the bank._)
Have I found it again unwillingly--the seat of turf. The mulleins
seem to have grown since yesterday. The outlook between the willows
is still the same----The water runs as heavy as melted lead. I
mustn't forget. (_He takes Frau Gabor's letter from his pocket and
burns it._)----How the sparks fly--here and there, downward and
upward----souls!----shooting stars!
Before I struck a light one could see the grass and a streak on the
horizon.----Now it is dark. Now I shall never return home again.
ACT III
SCENE FIRST.
_The Board Room--On the walls pictures of Pestalozzi and Jean
Jacques Rousseau._
_Professors Affenschmalz, Knüppeldick, Hungergurt, Knochenbruch,
Zungenschlag and Fliegentod are seated around a green-covered
table, over which are burning several gas jets. At the upper end,
on a raised seat, is Rector Sonnenstich. Beadle Habebald squats
near the door._
SONNENSTICH.
Has any gentleman something further to remark?----Gentlemen! We
cannot help moving the expulsion of our guilty pupil before the
National Board of Education; there are the strongest reasons why we
cannot: We cannot, because we must expiate the misfortune which has
fallen upon us already; we cannot, because of our need to protect
ourselves from similar blows in the future; we cannot, because we
must chastise our guilty pupil for the demoralizing influence he
exerted upon his classmates; we cannot, above all, because we must
hinder him from exerting the same influence upon his remaining
classmates. We cannot ignore the charge--and this, gentlemen, is
possibly the weightiest of all----on any pretext concerning a ruined
career, because it is our duty to protect ourselves from an epidemic
of suicide similar to that which has broken out recently in various
grammar schools, and which until to-day has mocked all attempts of
the teachers to shackle it by any means known to advanced
education----Has any gentleman something further to remark?
KNÜPPELDICK.
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