When We Dead Awaken by Henrik Ibsen
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so sad that you have lost all pleasure in your work.
PROFESSOR RUBEK. That too, eh? MAIA. You that used to be so indefatigable--working from morning to night! PROFESSOR RUBEK. [Gloomily.] Used to be, yes--- MAIA. But ever since you got your great masterpiece out of hand--- PROFESSOR RUBEK. [Nods thoughtfully.] "The Resurrection Day"--- MAIA. |
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