The flying Dutchman. Tr. by J.P. Jackson

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Page x - They give different reasons for it ; but my story is this : She was an Amsterdam vessel, and sailed from that port seventy years ago. Her master's name was Vanderdecken. He was a staunch seaman, and would have his own way, in spite of the devil. For all that, never a sailor under him had reason to complain ; though how it is on board with them now, nobody knows ; the story is this, that in doubling the Cape, they were a long day trying to weather the Table Bay, which we saw this morning.
Page xi - And to be sure, Vanderdecken never did go into that bay ; for it is believed that he continues to beat about in these seas still, and will do so long enough. This vessel is never seen but with foul weather along with her.
Page xii - Dutchman, whom shortly afterwards he beheld, in ipsissimd persond, on the stage of the last-named city. " The new feature added to the old story is this, that instead of an unconditional sentence, Vanderdecken is condemned to wander till Doomsday, unless he shall have been released by the love of a woman ' faithful unto death.' The devil (stupid as he is) does not believe in the virtue of women, and therefore allows the unhappy captain to go ashore once every seven years in order to take a wife....
Page vii - my only purpose was to write an opera, and thinking only of this opera, I took my subject as I found it ready made in another man's finished production With the Flying Dutchman, I entered upon a new course, by becoming the artistic interpreter of a subject which was given to me only in the simple crude form of a popular tale.* From this time I became, with regard to all my dramatic works, first of all a poet; and only in the ultimate completion of the poem my faculty as a musician was restored to...
Page 17 - Hui ! And accursed he now sails, Through the sea, without aim, without rest ! But that the weary man be freed from the curse infernal, Heaven shall send him an angel to win him glory eternal. Oh, couldst thou, weary seaman, but find her ! Oh, pray that Heaven may soon In pity grant him this boon ! III.
Page 16 - Yo.ho-hoe! Yoho.hoe! Saw ye the ship on the raging deep Blood-red the canvas, black the mast? On board unceasing watch doth keep The vessel's master pale and ghast! Hui! How roars the wind! Yo-ho.hoe! Yo.ho.hoe! Hui! How bends the mast! Yo-ho-hoe! Yo.ho-hoe ! Hui! Like an arrow she flies Without aim, without goal, without rest!
Page vi - If music and sweet poetry agree, As they must needs, the sister and the brother, Then must the love be great "twixt thee and me, Because thou lov'st the one, and I the other. Dowland to thee is dear, whose heavenly touch Upon the lute doth ravish human sense ; Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such As, passing all conceit, needs no defence. Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious...

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