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# The World (newspaper)/Moroni Olsen Players to Appear Here Feb. 18 for Last Time

* related portals: The Makropoulos Secret, Czech literature, Moroni Olsen.
* related authors: Karel Čapek.
Book review published on 25 January 1930
Moroni Olsen Players to Appear Here Feb. 18 for Last Time
The First Circuit Repertory company will add Karel Capek, the famous Bohemian playwright and author of “R. U. R.” to the list of notables in its growing repertory, when it presents “The Makropoulos Secret” as the second of its plays for the season of 1929–30.
“The Makropoulos Secret” will be given on February 18, 1930, under the sponsorship of Marshfield Elks’ lodge, at the Egyptian theatre.
Capek established himself in the consciousness of followers of spoken drama when “R. U. R.” first appeared and “robot” was added to the colloquial vocabulary of contemporary American language.
As in “R. U. R.” he worked from a fantastic premise to a dramatic and startling conclusion that fits definitely into the pattern of practical human philosophy; so in “The Makropoulos Secret,” he works from the fantastic premise of a formula to prolong life indefinitely into immortality and moves to a dramatic conclusion which audiences will find fitting definitely into the pattern of their philosophy after they have gotten away from the sheer glamour and grip of the drama itself.
“The Makropoulos Secret” will bring back to the road for the second production of the season, a more diversified cast than was used in “Twelve Thousand,” which was confined to men characters with but one exception.
Rehearsals on “The Makropoulos Secret” were begun in Carmel, during the latter part of November, between appearances in Santa Barbara and Reno, and were completed in Ogden during the Christmas vacation. The tour began in this play about January 3.
Byron Kay Foulger, who was on vacation during the tour of “Twelve Thousand,” directs “The Makropoulos Secret.”
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# The World (London)

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# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Maiden Wishes

MAIDEN WISHES.
What pleasure to me A bridegroom would be! When married we are, They call us mamma. ​No need then to sew, To school we ne'er go; Command uncontrolled, Have maids whom to scold; Choose clothes at our ease, Of what tradesmen we please; Walk freely about, And go to each rout, And unrestrained are By papa or mamma.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Living Remembrance

LIVING REMEMBRANCE.
Half vexed, half pleased, thy love will feel, Shouldst thou her knot or ribbon steal; To thee they're much—I won't conceal; Such self-deceit may pardoned be; A veil, a kerchief, garter, rings, In truth are no more trifling things, But still they're not enough for me.
She who is dearest to my heart, Gave me, with well dissembled smart, Of her own life a living part, No charm in aught beside I trace; ​How do I scorn thy paltry ware! A lock she gave me of the hair That wantons o'er her beauteous face.
If, loved one, we must severed be, Wouldst thou not wholly fly from me, I still possess this legacy. To look at, and to kiss in play,— My fate is to the hair's allied, We used to woo her with like pride, And now we both are far away.
Her charms with equal joy we pressed, Her smiling cheeks anon caressed, Lured onward by a yearning blest, Upon her heaving bosom fell. Oh, rival, free from envy's sway, Thou precious gift, thou beauteous prey, Remain my joy and bliss to tell!
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Love's Distresses

LOVE'S DISTRESSES.
Who will hear me? Whom shall I lament to? Who would pity me that heard my sorrows? Ah, the lip that erst so many raptures Used to taste, and used to give responsive, Now is cloven, and it pains me sorely; And it is not thus severely wounded By my mistress having caught me fiercely, And then gently bitten me, intending To secure her friend more firmly to her: No, my tender lip is cracked thus, only By the winds, o'er rime and frost proceeding, Pointed, sharp, unloving, having met me. Now the noble grape's bright juice commingled With the bee's sweet juice, upon the fire Of my hearth shall ease me of my torment. Ah, what use will all this be, if with it Love adds not a drop of his own balsam?
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Mahomet's Song

MAHOMET'S SONG.
[This song was intended to be introduced in a dramatic poem entitled "Mahomet," the plan of which was not carried out by Goethe. He mentions that it was to have been sung by Ali toward the end of the piece, in honour of his master, Mahomet, shortly before his death, and when at the height of his glory, of which it is typical.]
See the rock-born stream! Like the gleam Of a star so bright! Kindly spirits High above the clouds Nourished him while youthful In the copse between the cliffs.
Young and fresh, From the clouds he danceth Down upon the marble rocks; Then toward heaven Leaps exulting.
Through the mountain-passes Chaseth he the coloured pebbles, And, advancing like a chief, Tears his brother streamlets with him In his course.
In the valley down below 'Neath his footsteps spring the flowers, And the meadow In his breath finds life.
Yet no shady vale can stay him, Nor can flowers, ​Round his knees all softly twining With their loving eyes detain him; To the plain his course he taketh, Serpent-winding.
Social streamlets Join his waters. And now moves he O'er the plain in silv'ry glory, And the plain in him exults, And the rivers from the plain, And the streamlets from the mountain, Shout with joy, exclaiming: "Brother, Brother, take thy brethren with thee, With thee to thine aged father, To the everlasting ocean, Who, with arms outstretching far, Waiteth for us; Ah, in vain those arms lie open To embrace his yearning children; For the thirsty sand consumes us In the desert waste; the sunbeams Drink our life-blood; hills around us Into lakes would dam us! Brother, Take thy brethren of the plain, Take thy brethren of the mountain With thee, to thy father's arms!"
Let all come, then!— And now swells he Lordlier still; yea, e'en a people Bears his regal flood on high! And in triumph onward rolling, Names to countries gives he,—cities Spring to light beneath his foot.
Ever, ever, on he rushes, Leaves the towers' flame-tipped summits, ​Marble palaces, the offspring Of his fulness, far behind.
Cedar-houses bears the Atlas On his giant shoulders; fluttering In the breeze far, far above him Thousand flags are gaily floating, Bearing witness to his might.
And so beareth he his brethren, AU his treasures, all his children. Wildly shouting, to the bosom Of his long-expectant sire.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Love's Dream

LOVE'S DREAM.
Thou oft in dreams hast seen us stand Before the altar hand in hand, Thyself the bride, the bridegroom I. Oft on thy lips, when none were watching, I've hung, unnumbered kisses snatching, In hours of waking ecstasy.
The purest rapture that we cherished, The bliss of hours so golden, perished Even with the hour that saw it rise. What reck that mine have been such blisses? Fleeting as dreams are fondest kisses, And like a kiss all pleasure dies.
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Love's Hour-Glass

LOVE'S HOUR-GLASS.
Eros! wherefore do I see thee, with the glass in either hand? Fickle god! with double measure wouldst thou count the shifting sand? "This one flows for parted lovers—slowly drops each tiny bead— That is for the days of dalliance, and it melts with golden speed."
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Longing

LONGING.
What stirs in my heart so? What lures me from home? What forces me outwards, And onwards to roam? Far up on the mountains Lie cloudlets like snow; Oh, were I but yonder, 'Tis there I must go!
Now by come the ravens So solemn and black; I mingle among them, And follow their track: By rock and by turret We silently glide; Ah, there is the bower, where My lady doth bide!
She walks in the greenwood, That beautiful May; Like a bird singing clearly, I drop on the spray. She lists, and she lingers, And softly says she— "How sweetly it singeth, It singeth for me!"
The sunset is gilding The peaks of the hill, The day is declining, Yet tarries she still: She follows the brooklet Through meadow and glade, Till dark is the pathway, And lost in the shade.
​Then, then I come down, as A swift-shooting star; "What light glitters yonder, So near yet so far?" Ere yet the amazement Hath passed from thee, sweet, My quest it is ended, I lie at thy feet!
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Love as a Landscape Painter

LOVE AS A LANDSCAPE PAINTER
On a rocky peak once sat I early, Gazing on the mist with eyes unmoving; Stretched out like a pall of grayish texture. All things round, and all above it covered.
Suddenly a boy appeared beside me, Saying "Friend, what meanest thou by gazing On the vacant pall with such composure? Hast thou lost for evermore all pleasure Both in painting cunningly, and forming?" On the child I gazed, and thought in secret: "Would the boy pretend to be a master?"
​"Wouldst thou be for ever dull and idle," Said the boy, "no wisdom thou'lt attain to; See, I'll straightway paint for thee a figure,— How to paint a beauteous figure, show thee."
And he then extended his forefinger— (Ruddy was it as a youthful rosebud) Toward the broad and far outstretching carpet, And began to draw there with his finger.
First on high a radiant sun he painted, Which upon mine eyes with splendour glistened, And he made the clouds with golden border. Through the clouds he let the sunbeams enter;
Painted then the soft and feathery summits Of the fresh and quickened trees; behind them One by one with freedom drew the mountains; Underneath he left no lack of water, But the river painted so like Nature, That it seemed to glitter in the sunbeams, That it seemed against its banks to murmur.
Ah, there blossomed flowers beside the river, And bright colours gleamed upon the meadow, Gold, and green, and purple, and enamelled, All like carbuncles and emeralds seeming;
Bright and clear he added then the heavens, And the blue-tinged mountains far and farther, So that I, as though new-born, enraptured Gazed on now the painter, now the picture.
Then spake he: "Although I have convinced thee That this art I understand full surely, Yet the hardest still is left to show thee."
​Thereupon he traced with pointed finger, And with anxious care, upon the forest, At the utmost verge, where the strong sunbeams From the shining ground appeared reflected, Traced the figure of a lovely maiden, Fair in form, and clad in graceful fashion; Fresh the cheeks beneath her brown locks' ambush, And the cheeks possessed the self-same colour As the finger that had served to paint them.
"O thou boy!" exclaimed I then, "what master In his school received thee as his pupil, Teaching thee so truthfully and quickly Wisely to begin, and well to finish?"
"Whilst I still was speaking, lo, a zephyr Softly rose, and set the tree-tops moving, Curling all the wavelets on the river, And the perfect maiden's veil, too, filled it, And to make my wonderment still greater, Soon the maiden set her foot in motion. On she came, approaching toward the station Where still sat I with my arch instructor.
As now all, yes, all thus moved together,— Flowers, rivers, trees, the veil,—all moving,— And the gentle foot of that most fair one, Can ye think that on my rock I lingered, Like a rock, as though fast-chained and silent?
# The Works of J. W. von Goethe/Volume 9/Lover in All Shapes

LOVER IN ALL SHAPES.
To be like a fish, Brisk and quick is my wish; If thou cam'st with thy line, Thou wouldst soon make me thine, To be like a fish, Brisk and quick is my wish.
Oh, were I a steed! Thou wouldst love me indeed. Oh, were I a car Fit to bear thee afar! Oh, were I a steed! Thou wouldst love me indeed.
I would I were gold That thy finger might hold! If thou boughtest aught then, I'd return soon again. I would I were gold That thy fingers might hold!
I would I were true, And my sweetheart still new! To be faithful I'd swear, And would go away ne'er. ​I would I were true, And my sweetheart still new!
I would I were old, And wrinkled and cold, So that if thou said'st No, I could stand such a blow! I would I were old, And wrinkled and cold.
An ape I would be, Full of mischievous glee; If aught came to vex thee, I'd plague and perplex thee. An ape I would be, Full of mischievous glee.
As a lamb I'd behave, As a lion be brave, As a lynx clearly see, As a fox cunning be. As a lamb I'd behave, As a lion be brave.
Whatever I were, All on thee I'd confer With the gifts of a prince My affection evince. Whatever I were, All on thee I'd confer.
As nought diff'rent can make me. As I am thou must take me! If I'm not good enough, Thou must cut thine own stuff. As nought diff'rent can make me, As I am thou must take me!
# The World Factbook (1990)/The United Nations System

page 352
Appendix A:
The United Nations System
* Based on chart from the UN Chronicle
# The World Factbook (1990)/Tromelin Island

page 313
​Tromelin Island (French possession)
See regional map VII
Geography
Total area: 1 km²; land area: 1 km²
Comparative area: about 1.7 times the size of The Mall in Washington, DC
Land boundaries: none
Coastline: 3.7 km
Maritime claims:
    Contiguous zone: 12 nm
    Continental shelf: 200 meters or to depth of exploitation
    Extended economic zone: 200 nm
    Territorial sea: 12 nm
Disputes: claimed by Madagascar, Mauritius, and Seychelles
Climate: tropical
Terrain: sandy
Natural resources: fish
Land use: 0% arable land; 0% permanent crops; 0% meadows and pastures; 0% forest and woodland; 100% other—scattered bushes
Environment: wildlife sanctuary
Note: located 350 km east of Madagascar and 600 km north of Reunion in the Indian Ocean; climatologically important location for forecasting cyclones
People
Population: uninhabited
Government
Long-form name: none
Type: French possession administered by Commissioner of the Republic Daniel CONSTANTIN, resident in Reunion
Economy
Overview: no economic activity
Communications
Airports: 1 with runway less than 1,220 m
Ports: none; offshore anchorage only
Telecommunications: important meteorological station
Defense Forces
Note: defense is the responsibility of France
# The World Factbook (1982)/Definitions, Abbreviations, and Explanatory Notes
## Definitions, Abbreviations, and Explanatory Notes:Definitions, Abbreviations, and Explanatory Notes:

Dates of Information:
* Population figures are projected estimates for 1 July 1982; the average annual growth rates listed are projected estimates for the period mid-1981 to mid-1982,
* Military manpower estimates are as of 1 January 1982, except the numbers of males reaching military age, which are projected averages for the five-year period 1982-86.
* In addition, although research for this edition was generally completed in January 1982, major political developments through 25 April 1982 have been included.
Fiscal Year: The abbreviation FY stands for fiscal year; all years are calendar years unless otherwise indicated.
GDP and GNP: GDP is the total market value of all goods and services produced within the domestic borders of a country over a particular time period, normally a year. GNP equals GDP plus the income accruing to domestic residents arising from investment abroad less income earned in the domestic market accruing to foreigners abroad.
Imports, Exports, and Aid: Standard abbreviations used in individual entries throughout this factbook are c.i.f (cost, insurance, and freight), f.o.b. (free on board), ODA (official development assistance), and OOF (other official flows).
Land Utilization: Most of the land utilization percentages are rough estimates. Figures for "arable" land in some cases reflect the area under cultivation rather than the total cultivable area.
Maritime Zones: Fishing and economic zones claimed by coastal states are included only when they differ from territorial sea limits. Maritime claims do not necessarily represent the position of the United States Government.
Money: All money figures are in contemporaneous US dollars unless otherwise indicated.
Oil Terms: Barrel (bbl) and barrels per day (b/d) are used to express volume of crude oil and refined products; a barrel equals 42.00 gallons, 158.99 liters, 5.61 cubic feet, or 0.16 cubic meters.
Some of the countries and governments included in this publication are not fully independent, and others are not officially recognized by the United States Government.
# The World Factbook (1982)/Dominica
## DOMINICADOMINICA

* (See reference map II)

### LANDLAND

790 km$^2$ ; 24% arable, 2% pasture, 67% forests, 7% other

### WATERWATER

Limits of territorial waters (claimed): 3 nm (fishing 12 nm)
Coastline: 148 km

### PEOPLEPEOPLE

Population: 80,000 (July 1982), average annual growth rate 0.6%
Nationality: noun—Dominican(s); adjective—Dominican
Ethnic divisions: mostly of African Negro descent
Religion: Roman Catholic, Church of England, Methodist
Language: English; French patois
Literacy: about 80%
Labor force: 23,000; about 50% in agriculture; 24% unemployment
Organized labor: 25% of the labor force

### GOVERNMENTGOVERNMENT

Official name: Commonwealth of Dominica
Type: independent state within Commonwealth as of 3 November 1978, recognizes Elizabeth II as Chief of State
Capital: Roseau
Political subdivisions: 10 parishes
Legal system: based on English common law; three local magistrate courts and the British Caribbean Court of Appeals
Branches: legislature, 11-member popularly elected House of Assembly; executive, Cabinet headed by Premier
Government leader: Prime Minister (Mary) Eugenia CHARLES
Suffrage: universal adult suffrage over age 18
Elections: every five years; most recent 21 July 1980
Political parties and leaders: Dominica Labor Party (DLP), Michael Douglas; Dominica Freedom Party (DFP),
​Mary Eugenia Charles; Dominica Democratic Labor Party (DDLP), Oliver Seraphin; Dominica Liberation Movement Alliance (DLMA), William Riviere
Voting strength (1980 election): House of Assembly seats—DFP 17 seats, DLP 2 seats, independent 2 seats
Communists: negligible
Member of: CARICOM, FAO, GATT (de facto), IDA, IFAD, IFC, IMCO, IMF, OAS, UN, UNESCO, UPU, WMO

### ECONOMYECONOMY

GNP: $35 million (1980 est. in 1977 prices), $430 per capita; 1980 real growth rate, —1.4% (est.)
Agricultural products: bananas, citrus, coconuts, cocoa, dasheen
Major industries: agricultural processing, tourism
Electric power: 7,000 kW capacity (1981); 15 million kWh produced (1981), 189 kWh per capita
Exports: $8.9 million (f.o.b., 1980 proj.); bananas, lime juice and oil, cocoa, reexports
Imports: $49 million (c.i.f., 1980 proj.); machinery and equipment, foodstuffs, manufactured articles, cement
Major trade partners: exports—56% UK, 14% East Common Market, 17% rest of CARICOM, 6% other Caribbean, 4% US (1979); imports—25% UK, 12% ECC, 16% rest of Caribbean, 14% US
Aid: economic—bilateral ODA and OOF (1970-79), from Western (non-US) countries, $22.6 million; no military aid
Budget: revenues, $28 million (including grants); expenditures, $30 million (excluding grants) (1980/81)
Monetary conversion rate: 2.70 East Caribbean dollars=US$1
Fiscal year: 1 July-30 June

### COMMUNICATIONSCOMMUNICATIONS

Railroads: none
Highways: 630 km total; 360 km paved, 270 km gravel and earth
Ports: 2 minor (Roseau, Portsmouth)
Civil air: no major transport aircraft
Airfields: 1 with permanent-surface runways 1,220-2,439 m
Telecommunications: 4,000 telephones in fully automatic network (5.1 per 100 popl.); VHF and UHF link to St. Lucia; 2 AM stations and 1 TV station
# The Troubadour; Catalogue of Pictures, and Historical Sketches/The Record

THE RECORD.
He sleeps, his head upon his sword,  His soldier's cloak a shroud; His church-yard is the open field,—  Three times it has been plough'd:
The first time that the wheat sprung up  'Twas black as if with blood, The meanest beggar turn'd away  From the unholy food.
The third year, and the grain grew fair,  As it was wont to wave; None would have thought that golden corn  Was growing on the grave.
His lot was but a peasant's lot,  His name a peasant's name, Not his the place of death that turns  Into a place of fame.
He fell as other thousands do,  Trampled down where they fall, While on a single name is heap'd  The glory gain'd by all.
Yet even he whose common grave  Lies in the open fields, Died not without a thought of all  The joy that glory yields.
That small white church in his own land,  The lime trees almost hide, Bears on the walls the names of those  Who for their country died.
His name is written on those walls,  His mother read it there, With pride,—oh! no, there could not be  Pride in the widow's prayer.
And many a stranger who shall mark  That peasant roll of fame, Will think on prouder ones, yet say  This was a hero's name.
# The Troubadour; Catalogue of Pictures, and Historical Sketches/The Sultana's Remonstrance

THE SULTANA'S REMONSTRANCE.
It suits thee well to weep,  As thou lookest on the fair land, Whose sceptre thou hast held  With less than woman's hand.
On yon bright city gaze,  With its white and marble halls, The glory of its lofty towers,  The strength of its proud walls.
And look to yonder palace,  With its garden of the rose, With its groves and silver fountains,  Fit for a king's repose.
There is weeping in that city,  And a cry of woe and shame, There's a whisper of dishonour,  And that whisper is thy name.
And the stranger's feast is spread,  But it is no feast of thine; In thine own halls accursed lips  Drain the forbidden wine.
And aged men are in the streets,  Who mourn their length of days, And young knights stand with folded arms,  And eyes they dare not raise.
There is not one whose blood was not  As the waves of ocean free,—
Their fathers died for thy fathers,  They would have died for thee.
Weep not, 'tis mine to weep,  That ever thou wert born, Alas, that all a mother's love  Is lost in a queen's scorn!
Yet weep, thou less than woman, weep,  Those tears become thine eye,— It suits thee well to weep the land  For which thou daredst not die*.
*These lines allude to the flight of the last king of Grenada.