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Read Ebook: Modern Icelandic Plays Eyvind of the Hills; The Hraun Farm by Sigurj Nsson J Hann Schanche Henninge Margrethe Krohn Translator

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DRAMATIS PERSONAE

SVEINUNGI, owner of the Hraun Farm. JORUNN, his wife. LJOT, their daughter. EINAR, a relative of Jorunn. JAKOBINA, an old woman. FRIDA, a child, eleven years old. S?LVI, a geologist. JON } INDRIDI } HELGI } RANNVEIG } Servants. BJ?RG } THORA } A Shepherd Boy.

ACT I

This must be coffee. And what has Jorunn got in these, I wonder! I fancy there are many pretty things there.

You may be sure of that.

Nineteen years I've been here now, and it's never happened yet that the mistress has forgotten to bring something or other to please me when she came back from town,-- and it wasn't always little things either, God bless her! Oh, but there they have knocked off the paint. What a shame!

They brought home quite a bit. We shall not go hungry for a while yet. Where are they?

They are inside, drinking coffee.

Is Jon drunk?

Not so very; he's just a little gay.

Are you through milking already?

Can't you see for yourself?

Oh, pshaw! One, two, three--

What do you say, girls? Quite a pack, isn't it?

I should say so!

You've begun to undo the strappings? That's fine. And here come the others.

Here stands our dear master. Good day to you, Rannveig! Good day!

Good day, and welcome home!

Why don't you put your arms around the girls and give them a kiss? Are you afraid?

No, Jon isn't afraid.

You didn't get anything with your coffee.

Far in the hills I wandered; softly shone the summer night, And the sun had ne'er a thought of sleeping. Now will I bring my sweetheart dear the hidden treasure bright, For faithfully my vows I would be keeping. Heigh, ho! New and fine my stockings are, new and fine my shoes, And not a care in all the world to plague me!

Sweetly sleep, my dear young love, Outside rain is falling, Mother safely away will stow Horse and sheep and swan and dove. Then we'll rest, we two, for night is calling.

Have you seen a brave young lad? 'Tis my friend, Dearest friend; 'Mongst all men in byrnie clad The bonniest is he. I have smiled my teeth all white and shining, I have smiled my teeth all white and shining with glee.

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THE AMERICAN-SCANDINAVIAN FOUNDATION

ESTABLISHED BY NIELS POULSON, 1911

COMMITTEE ON PUBLICATIONS

ARTHUR HUBBELL PALMER, Professor of the German Language and Literature in Yale University

HENRY GODDARD LEACH, Secretary of the Foundation

SCANDINAVIAN CLASSICS

SCANDINAVIAN MONOGRAPHS

THE AMERICAN-SCANDINAVIAN REVIEW

The Review is an illustrated magazine, published bi-monthly, presenting the progress of life and literature in Sweden, Denmark, and Norway.

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