cultural resources in henrik ibsen's early environment - Ibsen.net

If only that were me, who was sailing along
To life, to freedom over transparent waves!
But I am bound, bound here eternally
And dare not escape, even if I could.
(The sounds of a guitar outside.)
Sh! Such sounds! Flattering, familiar,
They whisper to me like old friends;
They are like Don Fernando's evening signal!
FERNANDO (softly under the window).
Donna Clara! Donna Clara!
CLARA.
Jesus! Savior! Whose voice is that!
FERNANDO.
Answer me, answer me, Donna Clara!
CLARA.
It is he! Oh God! What do I do now?
FERNANDO.
Clara, have you learned to forget?
CLARA (with overflowing feeling).
Don Fernando! Don Fernando!
Saint Clara be praised!
FERNANDO.
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