No More Learning

It consists of a series of historical and philosophic poems, in which
the story of the human race is depicted in the lightning flashes of a
resplendent imagination. Some of the poems, given here for the first
time in English, contain stories as fine as the masterpieces of the
great novelists.




HENRIK IBSEN[N]




The Master Builder


_Persons in the Drama_

HALVARD SOLNESS, _the Master Builder_
ALINE SOLNESS, _his wife_
DR. HERDAL, _physician_
KNUT BROVIK, _formerly an architect, now in Solness's employment_
RAGNAR BROVIK, _his son_
KAIA FOSLI, _his niece, book-keeper_
HILDA WANGEL


ACT I

SCENE. --_A plainly furnished work-room in the house of_ HALVARD
SOLNESS. _At the back, visible through an open door, is the
draughtsman's office, where sit_ KNUT BROVIK _and his son_,
RAGNAR, _occupied with plans and calculations. At the desk
in the outer office_ KAIA FOSLI _is writing in the ledger.
She is young, slight, and delicate-looking. She wears a
green shade over her eyes. All three work for some time
in silence_.

KNUT BROVIK _(rising as if in distress_): No, I can't
bear it much longer!

KAIA: You're feeling very ill, aren't you, uncle?

BROVIK: Oh, I seem to get worse every day!

RAGNAR _(advancing)_: You ought to go home, father.

BROVIK: Not till _he_ comes!
I'm determined to have
it out--with the chief!

KAIA _(anxiously)_: Oh, no, uncle! Wait awhile.
Hush! I hear him on the stairs.

[_They go back to their work_. HALVARD SOLNESS, _mature,
healthy, vigorous, comes in_.

SOLNESS: Are they gone?

KAIA: No. _[She takes the shade off her eyes_.

SOLNESS _(approaching her and whispering_): Kaia!
Why do you always take off that shade when I come?

KAIA: I look so ugly with it on.

SOLNESS _(stroking her hair_): Poor, poor little
Kaia------

KAIA: Hush------

[BROVIK _comes into the front room_.

BROVIK: May I have a few words with you?

SOLNESS: Certainly.